Chapter 332

Willow turned her head and saw a lean little woman looking at them, her neck craned. Fear and longing were evident in her eyes. Willow recognized her. Her name was Sandra Claws, a widow. Her husband had passed away from sickness years ago, leaving her with the burden of taking care of their old and young family members. Had it not been for the help from people in their village, they would have starved to death long ago. When she was younger, like her name indicated, Sandra was a beautiful young wife. However, over the years, burdened with the care of two elders above and three young children below, the weight of the entire family crushed her down. Now, she was an embittered, hunchbacked, and weathered woman. Following behind her were two children, around seven or eight years old, one boy and one girl. The children were petite and gaunt compared to their peers. Their faces were waxen yellow, hinting at long-term malnutrition. Their clothes and shoes were worn and ragged, yet they were s