"Mother Sun must be aware that even though they're at loggerheads right now and everyone's saying they've fallen out, his parents are old and can't work anymore, lacking even the most basic ability to survive. As a son, he can't just stand by and watch. He still has to shoulder the responsibility of supporting his parents, or else he'll be drowned in spit."

Song Zhi said slowly, in fact, this has been the truth since ancient times. Even if parents are unreasonable and treat their children harshly, when they are old and have no ability to live.

The people around them seemed to have forgotten what they had done in the past, and all they remembered was the pitiful and helpless image of the old man. They began to criticize the old man's children at will, saying that they were cold-blooded and heartless and could not even ignore their own parents. Anyway, it was all a set of victim-blaming rhetoric.

However, in this world, the weaker party is not necessarily the pitiful party, so there is a saying that you should not advise others to do good without experiencing their suffering. At the same time, it is also telling people who are not in the situation not to judge others' right or wrong easily.

"That's true. Blood ties can't be severed just like that. Besides, it's not severed yet." Zhao Yun thought about it and it was true. Respecting parents is a child's duty. Having problems with parents or children is a mess. It can't be figured out too clearly. Just keep it that way.

Song Zhi hadn't been hoeing for long when Gu Huaijin came over.

Song Zhi had been hoeing the ground with his head down. When he saw the shadow blocking his way, he subconsciously looked up.

"What brings you here?"

"I saw you here when I got off work, so I came over. Give it to me." Song Zhi looked in the direction he came from. He happened to pass by here when he got off work, so it was not surprising that he saw you.

Her wrist was numb from hoeing, so she handed the hoe to him. Gu Huaijin took it naturally, unbuttoned a few buttons of his coat, paused for a moment, and then withdrew his hand as if he wanted to take off his clothes. He rolled up his sleeves a few times and started bending over to hoe the ground.

Zhao Yun and Qin Xue, who were standing nearby, saw this, smiled but said nothing. However, Song Zhi still noticed their jokes and shifted his gaze somewhat awkwardly.

She looked down at Gu Huaijin who was hoeing the ground. The veins on his hands were bulging. He looked very strong and hoeing very quickly. Song Zhi looked down at his watch and said, "Let's go back and eat first. There's not much left. I'll take my time to shoot it this afternoon."

It was already past twelve o'clock and he had to go to work in the afternoon. Song Zhi saw that he had almost finished hoeing the weeds, so she could finish it herself in the afternoon.

Gu Huaijin stood up and looked at how much was left, then said to Song Zhi, "You go back and cook first, I'll be done soon."

As he spoke, Gu Huaijin bent down and continued to work. Song Zhi had no choice but to say goodbye to Qin Xue and Zhao Yun and go back to cook.

When Gu Huaijin finished hoeing the fields and returned, Qin Xue looked at Gu Huaijin's back and couldn't help but sigh: "Political Commissar Gu usually looks cold and hard to get along with, but today I felt that he was quite nice to Sister Song. He had a lively look in his eyes."

When Zhao Yun looked at his daughter and said this, a flash of longing flashed in his eyes. He smiled and joked: "Commissar Gu and Xiao Song are quite a match. If I could find such a son-in-law, I would wake up laughing in my dreams at night."

"Mom." Qin Xue didn't want to talk to her mother anymore, and hurried home quickly with embarrassment.

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"The shoe rack is ready to dry. Where should we put it?" Gu Huaijin stood under the eaves and looked at the paint that the shoe rack had been painted a few days ago. After making sure it had dried, he asked Song Zhi.

Song Zhi thought it wouldn't look good in the living room, so she said, "Put it at the bedroom door." In the afternoon, she would find a piece of cloth to make a curtain. It would be nice and beautiful. Although her craftsmanship was not good, she believed she could still make an ordinary curtain.

In the afternoon, before Song Zhi started sewing the curtains, a phone call came in. The operator ran over breathlessly to inform Song Zhi.

Song Zhi didn't know whether it was Gu's mother or Song's mother, so he hurriedly followed the operator.

"Hello." Song Zhi also picked up the phone while panting and took two breaths.

"Zhizhi?" Song's mother's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Mom, I'm here." Song Zhi quickly changed his tone and responded softly.

"How are you doing recently? It's quite cold where you are these days. Remember to wear something warm and don't catch a cold. You are weak and afraid of cold, so don't try to stay cool." Song Zhi's mother's nagging voice sounded in her ears. For a moment, Song Zhi mistakenly thought that she was the original owner. She seemed to have heard this familiar voice when she was very young, but she couldn't remember it at all.

After straightening his mind, Song Zhi said softly, "Mom, I know. I've been very careful since I came here."

"That's good, Zhizhi. I want to ask you something. I received the money you sent yesterday. Have you discussed this matter with Xiao Gu?" Song's mother asked cautiously, but Song Zhizhi felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"No, no, I'm using my own money, why should I discuss it with him?" Song Zhi asked back righteously.

"Oh, what are you talking about, silly child? You two are husband and wife now, you have to discuss everything you do, especially the money issue which is quite sensitive. If you don't tell him about your work today and he doesn't tell you about his work tomorrow, it will accumulate over time and you will end up with problems. Forget it, I'll just send the money back to you. You don't have to worry about it. I can get the money together." Mother Song thought about it and decided to say a little more to her daughter. She knew her daughter didn't like to hear her nagging and she always found her annoying in the past, so she kept her words to herself.

"What are you doing? I'm giving you money, just keep it. It's my betrothal gift and dowry. I have the right to decide how to use it. Besides, when you buy a house, it will be left to me, so it's only right that I contribute some money."

"But……"

"Don't say but. I'm really scared of you. I'll go back and tell him, okay? Don't even think about sending the money over. If you do, I'll send it back to you and spend all the money on postage. See if that's heartbreaking for you." Song Zhi pretended to be fierce and made the decision directly.

"Then remember to talk to Xiao Gu. Don't argue. Listen to what Xiao Gu says. If he has any objections..."

Why are we talking about this again? Song Zhi quickly said, "Mom, relax. You know what kind of person Gu Huaijin is. Don't worry, he won't say anything. And you should get rid of that idea as soon as possible."

"How dare you talk to your mother like that, kid?" Although Song's mother scolded her, she felt very sad in her heart. Who doesn't want a child to be obedient, sensible, and caring about their parents?

She thought that Zhizhi was different after getting married. She was sensible and caring. Then she asked tentatively: "When do you plan to come back for the New Year?"