Li De's wife looked a little wistful. "It's good to be young! Young couples are so passionate."
“Aunt Li, you’re wrong about that. Do you know the saying, ‘A wife is like clothes, but brothers are like limbs’? Why are brothers so important? Because of family ties! When a wife is young, the feelings are shallow, and you can easily replace her. But when she gets older, it’s the family ties that you can’t let go of, you know? That’s why they say, ‘A couple in their youth are companions in their old age’!”
"You're still so young. Your face is all wrinkled, who would want you anymore?" Li De's wife looked disappointed.
Song Yan wasn't some naive young girl; having practiced medicine for many years, she understood things quickly. Given Li De's age, his health was declining. He'd expended all his energy on Widow Wang; could he possibly still have passion for his wife at home? He didn't have the strength.
“My mom only gave birth to me, and my grandma disliked me because I was a girl. She always told my dad to get a divorce. When I was little, my grandma said this, and my dad could listen. But when I grew up, my grandma still said it, and my dad got angry. He said that he couldn't bear to part with my mom when he was young, and he couldn't bear to part with her even more now that he's older. My dad said he would never have any other thoughts about her in his life. He always looks at my mom and smiles. I asked him why he smiles when he looks at my mom. He said that no matter how he looks at her, my mom is the best. He and my mom are devoted to each other. Don't you see, their relationship gets better as they get older?” Song Yan said.
Li De doesn't even want to look at her. Could he have other intentions? He doesn't like looking at her... Li De's wife is a little confused: "Isn't it said that the older you get, the less attractive you become?"
"No, no, new clothes are worse than old ones, and old friends are worse than new ones," Song Yan slowly explained the meaning of the sentence.
"Okay, okay!" After saying that, Li De's wife didn't say anything for a long time, and buried her head in helping Song Yan pick vegetables.
When Widow Wang arrived, the house was almost completely tidied up. She hadn't expected Li De's wife to be there. "Oh, Sister-in-law Li, you're here. I've been a bit busy at home today, thank you so much."
Li De's wife glanced at Widow Wang. She hummed in agreement.
Today, one pot is steaming fish, and the other is steaming sorghum rice and eggplant. Widow Wang quickly started the fire. Song Yan is going to go to the mountains to pick some mushrooms.
Li De's wife left with Song Yan.
Widow Wang was a little puzzled. Why was Li De's wife so cold? She hadn't expected that Song Yan was copying her, using hints and provocations—who couldn't do that?
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