Then he handed it to Grandma Si:
"Please keep it. If you find anything you really like to eat, call me. I'll bring more when I send you photos next time. Today's is a little small because I was out and thought I'd just eat something casually when I had nothing to do."
Grandpa Si and Grandma Si's eyes fell on the not-so-small package that Grandpa Si was already holding in his arms. Is this just something he could bring casually? Well, they should just accept it. They couldn't let the younger generation down.
Why is Grandpa Si holding Grandma Si? It's because he loves her so much and doesn't want her to suffer even a little. Looking at their backs as they leave together, Rong Qing can't help but sigh:
"It's wonderful. The deep affection that has come from walking together through the years must be envied by many people."
A deep voice suddenly came from above: "Qing'er, are you envious? We will be like this when we get old."
Rong Qing shook her head, and her previous emotions were completely suppressed. She became her cool and relaxed self again.
"I'm not envious. I'm more casual and don't have such high-level pursuits. Love can't be eaten."
Jiang Zimo was a little surprised. He didn't expect to get such an answer. He felt powerless and frustrated. However, as a soldier, he was the kind of person who would face difficulties head-on even when he knew they were numerous. The more challenging it was, the more sense of accomplishment he felt.
There is a long way to go, and I believe that one day my little wife will change her mind, and he will do his best to give her all the love and care that a husband can give.
He stretched out his big palm to brush off the snow on the back seat, took out a black handkerchief from his pocket, spread it on the back seat, and patted it: "Come on, I'll push you home."
Rong Qing raised his legs and sat on it:
"Thank you for your hard work. Stop at a place where there is no snow so I can get off. My legs will become stiff if I don't stretch them."
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