There is a grandmother in my rural hometown. She has three children, all of whom are very successful. Two of them are abroad, and the youngest is in Shanghai.

However, this grandmother broke her arm and no one took her to see a doctor. There are many reasons, but in the end, she healed her arm herself.
Later, when she was found dead, she had been lying in the kitchen for three days. The one in Shanghai was contacted and sent the funeral expenses, but no one attended the funeral on the day of burial.
By the way, this grandmother raised her three children alone; her husband passed away early. I don’t know if this grandmother is a very bad person, but in the past, being able to support her three children to become successful, to study abroad— I don’t know how she did it, nor do I know how much effort she put in.