Yang Bo said his mother had hung up the phone after saying a few words, tears streaming down his face like broken threads. His father had liver cancer, and the family couldn't afford the high cost of treatment, so they could only stay at home.,When he came back, Yang Bo's hands were carrying a lunchbox. He gently placed a box of fried rice in front of the old beggar and didn't speak.,The old beggar held the glass bead in his hand. He'd been holding onto it all along!。