Su Jinli smiled and asked Aunt Zhang to sit down, and said kindly: "Aunt Zhang, please sit down. Do you still remember those things that happened back then?" Her eyes were full of memories and nostalgia for the past.
"How could I not remember?" Nanny Zhang said as she gently wiped the corners of her eyes, as if those past events happened just yesterday. "Back then, the eldest young lady was bullied by Liu in every way, and her life was difficult. The master felt sorry for the eldest young lady and always secretly sent you sweets and cakes. I even caught him once." Nanny Zhang's voice was slightly choked, and those difficult years seemed to come to mind again.
After hearing this, Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head and said, "At that time, I thought that no matter what, I had to make her happy. Eating something sweet might make her feel better." His eyes were full of pity for Su Jinli. All the difficulties in the past have now become the cornerstone of their love, making their relationship even more indestructible.
Su Jinli looked at Jiang Yan, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. Recalling those difficult years, they had walked through countless storms hand in hand, always accompanying each other, never abandoning each other. All the grievances and hardships they had experienced, at this moment, became insignificant, because they had each other, and this rock-solid love.
"Oh, right," Si Yan rushed in at this moment, holding his abacus, which he never left behind, with his usual serious expression on his face. "Dad, Mom, I've calculated carefully. The money I've earned from sugar paintings over the past fifty years, plus the interest, is a total of..."
"Stop!" Su Jinli and Jiang Yan shouted at the same time, with helpless and amused expressions on their faces.
"Talking about money again!" Nianli also followed in and said in pretended anger, "Si Yan, can't you be more romantic like your father? All you do every day is settle accounts." Although her words were sarcastic, they were also full of love and care for Si Yan.
Si Yan pursed his lips in grievance and said, "I'm doing this out of filial piety. I want to settle these accounts as a record of my parents' love for all these years." His eyes were full of innocence as he tried to justify his behavior.
The entire room burst into laughter upon hearing this. Su Jinli looked at the lively scene before her, feeling a surge of emotion. She suddenly felt that these fifty years had been a wonderful journey. They had turned all their grievances into sweet honey, and every memory was as sweet as honey, leaving a lasting aftertaste.
Sweetness continues: Peaceful times in sugar paintings
As night fell, the watery moonlight shone on the study windowsill. Jiang Yan sat alone in his study, intently copying a phoenix sugar painting. On his desk, the paper was covered with various phoenixes, each one vivid and lifelike, as if about to take flight. The lines, some bold and unrestrained, some delicate and graceful, all revealed Jiang Yan's passion for sugar painting and his beautiful expectations for life.
Su Jinli gently pushed open the study door and walked in. Seeing Jiang Yan's focused look, her heart was filled with love. She walked over to Jiang Yan, looked at the paintings on the table, and asked with a smile, "Are you still painting?"
"Well," Jiang Yan raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "I thought of drawing a phoenix sugar painting for each of my grandchildren, so that they can also feel the sweetness we had back then." His voice was full of love for his grandchildren and his expectation for this sweet inheritance.
Su Jinli picked up the most realistic painting, looked at it carefully, nodded and praised: "This is good, it's really lifelike." Her eyes were full of appreciation and pride, as if she saw the efforts Jiang Yan had made for this sweetness.
"That's right," Jiang Yan smiled proudly and said to Su Jinli, "I learned this from you. Over the years, I have learned some of your skills." His smile showed both satisfaction with his own progress and gratitude and love for Su Jinli.
The two smiled at each other. At that moment, the study was filled with the faint scent of ink and a rich sweetness. The moonlight outside the window, as bright as snow, quietly illuminated the golden wedding couple and the crystal-clear sugar painting of a phoenix on the bedside. That sugar painting, like a witness to time, silently recorded their fifty-year love journey, from their youthful encounter, to their mutual support, to the happiness of having children and grandchildren around them today.
Fifty years, starting with a sugar painting, flowed like a gurgling stream, gathering into a house filled with laughter and joy. Su Jinli knew deeply that she had truly made her life a sweet treat. And this sweetness, like warm sunshine, will continue to be passed on in the laughter of her children and grandchildren, in each sugar painting, passed down from generation to generation, forever and ever.
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