Song Zhiwei didn't know how to comfort her, so she agreed to go to her house to get rice as soon as the Dragon Boat Festival was over. She sat with her for a while, poured her half a pot of spiritual spring water as usual, and then got up and left.

The spiritual spring water might not be able to improve her life, but it could at least heal her beaten body.

There was only so much she could do to help, and the rest was up to her own efforts.

Saying goodbye to Sister ...