Her words seemed to say: Girl, it's good that you like Lin'er.
Yan Zhouzhen glared at his wife with disdain and said irritably, "On such a joyous day, why are you crying? You're just embarrassing your son."
"No, no, I wasn't crying, I was just too happy..."
Wang Cuier wiped away her tears.
She was overjoyed.
I don't know how to put it into words.
A deep-seated pain and unseen humiliation, suppressed for years, finally surfaced the moment Xu Manzhi appeared, her face beaming with joy as she held up the baby without hesitation. It was as if Wang Cuier, separated by the long, dark river of time, finally let out a sigh of relief.
How wonderful!
What a lovely girl.
How much good karma must her Yan family have accumulated over the years for Lin'er to meet Xu Manzhi?
She said she wouldn't cry, but tears kept streaming down her face, she couldn't stop them.
"Are you ever going to stop?" Yan Zhouzhen snapped.
He felt a pang of sadness, his nose stung, and his chest felt tight, making it hard to breathe. But his wife's tears kept choking him.
The world in my heart is about to collapse.
"Alright, alright, it's a joyous occasion since it's our first meeting. I'll go see if Yan Lin is back yet; he's probably tied up with military matters. I'll go relieve him and go upstairs," Zhou Wen quickly said.
Aren't you going?
Yan Zhouzhen retorted irritably.
Zhou Wen hurriedly left.
Only three people remained inside.
Wang Cuier went to pour water for Xu Manzhi.
Her hands, covered in rough calluses and cuts, were unsteady as she held the cup, carefully and cautiously, as if afraid of splashing water.
As soon as the water arrived, Yan Zhouzhen quickly took it and personally handed it to Xu Manzhi.
"Thank you, Uncle and Aunt." Xu Manzhi placed the cat on her shoulder and accepted the water cup from the old woman with both hands.
Yan Zhouzhen quickly shook his head.
He said, "Girl, drink up. After you finish, I have something to say."
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