Five Years After My Death, My Mother Is Still Thinking About My Corneas

Five years after my death, my mother received a call from the police saying there was news about me. She rushed directly to her hometown with her younger brother and kicked open her grandmother's door. "Where's Zhaodi? You bitch can really hide. Quickly replace her brother's cornea." "Zhaodi is dead." Grandma choked. But my mother sneered: "What a fart, the police have called to say they have news about her." "If you don't hand her over, you damn old woman, get out of here." Looking at my mother, grandma held out my photo with tears in her eyes, "Zhao Di, do you regret saving your brother?"