Is this still their son?
Their son, Wang Qian, has been self-destructive ever since he dropped out of school and returned home.
Even after getting married, they do nothing all day long, never helping with farm work or housework, and never saying a word of concern for them.
But just now, they actually scooped water for them to drink.
Even his previously listless eyes now sparkled with energy, as if he had completely transformed into a different person.
"Mom, would you like some water? Aren't you thirsty?"
While Lu Aihua was lost in thought, Wang Qian handed her some more water ladles.
His voice was choked with emotion, and his eyes gradually reddened.
These are the parents who raised him, worked themselves to the bone to support his education, and never uttered a single complaint.
Everything he has is a gift from the other party.
His ability to study peacefully at university, spouting all sorts of arrogant and unrealistic dreams, is all thanks to the hard work and sacrifices his parents have made.
The wrinkles on the faces of the two elderly people, the thick calluses on their palms, and the various age-related illnesses on their bodies were all caused by their son.
But in his previous life, he couldn't see any of these things.
Aside from complaining about the unfairness of fate, they simply give up on themselves.
He even complained that his parents were too unsophisticated and ignorant.
Sometimes when I visit him at school, his pathetic sense of pride still gets the better of him. He's afraid his classmates will laugh at him after seeing his parents' worn-out clothes, and he tries his best to hide it because he's afraid others will find out he comes from a poor family.
now,
Looking at the two familiar, weathered faces before him, his heart ached as if stabbed by a knife, the pain making it hard to breathe.
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