When Sister Ye heard this, she said, "Brother Qinggang, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your wife's life is really not easy.

"You two had a fight that day, and I saw her run out, and I chased after her to try to talk her out.

"I saw her glancing at your front door out of the corner of her eye. She must be hoping you could chase her out and comfort her.

"As a result, I tried to persuade you for a long time but you didn't come out, so your wife left angrily.

"But she said at the time that she would go to the village to seek refuge with her relatives first. Why didn't you go and look for them?

"Now that she's really going back to her parents' home, you're getting anxious again?"

Ye Qinggang was filled with shame and lowered his head, saying, "Sister-in-law, I was wrong before. This time I really know I was wrong. I will go and take her back, and I will never quarrel with her again."

"Brother Qinggang, don't blame your sister-in-law for meddling in your affairs. It's inevitable for a couple to live without quarrels.

"But you are a man, you have to be more considerate of your wife, coax her more often, and show her more care.

"Isn't this what women want when they live with you? Don't you think so?"

"Sister-in-law, you are right. I was the one who made the mistake before. I will definitely remember this in the future."

"Okay, wait a moment." Mrs. Ye said as she turned and walked back to the kitchen. After a while, she came out with a basket covered with a cloth and handed it to Ye Qinggang, saying, "I don't think you can cook. Take these back for breakfast. Don't worry about lunch. I'll make it and send it over later.

"Don't worry about going to pick up your wife. Don't worry about home. I'll take care of her for you!"

"Sister-in-law, thank you so much." Ye Qinggang's eyes turned red and he almost shed tears after hearing what Sister-in-law Ye said.

When he returned home with the basket and opened it, he saw that it contained not only steamed buns and flower rolls, two plates of side dishes, but also a large bowl of sticky corn porridge with several different colored beans in it.

Ye Qinggang took a spoonful of porridge and tasted it, and found that sugar was added to it. It was even more exquisite than the Laba porridge his family usually made.

This time he finally couldn't control himself, and his tears fell into the porridge bowl.

The eldest son looked at the food in the basket and drooled. Seeing him like this, he hurriedly asked, "Dad, why are you crying?"

Ye Qinggang quickly wiped away his tears and said, "Dad didn't cry, the heat from the porridge irritated his eyes."