But the second aunt didn't even turn her head, and calmly pulled Meng Xiaoyue out of the crowd.
"Susu! I'm so sorry..." the man in the suit cried out in anguish.
Su Xueli froze, shook her second aunt's arm, and whispered, "Second Aunt, he is..."
The second aunt stopped, slowly turned around, and looked at the man in the suit.
Su Xueli also looked at the man with curiosity.
His eyes were filled with tears, his face was full of guilt, and he looked ashamed and embarrassed.
“Susu, I’m sorry, my soul has been restless all my life. I’ve wanted to go to Wangxiang Village to find you countless times, but I didn’t dare… I don’t have a suitable identity to see you anymore…” Tears streamed down his face.
Auntie smiled slightly and said, "You've mistaken me for someone else."
At that moment, she let go of her obsession of twenty years.
He Jinpeng brought his wife here to worship the gods because they had been married for over ten years without children.
He married into his wife's family, and since his wife couldn't have children, his father-in-law's family put the blame on him. Over the years, he has lived cautiously and humbly, trying to survive.
When he heard his second aunt say, "You've mistaken me for someone else," his heart shattered into eight pieces.
"Second Aunt, are you alright?" Su Xueli asked her with concern as they stepped out of the crowd.
The second aunt squatted down on the ground, trembling all over, as if she had lost all her strength. She said weakly, "Child, let me catch my breath."
Su Xueli and Cao Maizi stood quietly in front of her.
My second aunt stood up. She had clear eyes and a smile on her face. "Sister-in-law, Shirley, let's go."
Su Xueli and the old woman exchanged a glance, nodded, and said, "Let's go."
On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Cao Maizi was still awake. Tomorrow was the second day of the Lunar New Year, the day her daughter-in-law would visit her parents' home. She was preparing gifts for her daughter-in-law in advance for the next day.
She wished she could give all the good things to her daughter-in-law to take back to her parents' home.
After finishing the arrangement, he discussed it with his wife, "Dad, what about our wife's two nephews? How much New Year's money should we give them?"
Wei Tiezhu said, "This is the first time our daughter-in-law has visited her parents' home for the New Year since she got married, so we have to make it a proper occasion and not make her lose face by being stingy. How about this, each of my two nephews will give 10 yuan."
In this day and age, it's quite a big deal for an aunt to give her nephew 10 yuan as New Year's money. You know, usually aunts give 50 cents or 1 yuan during the New Year, so this is more than ten times that amount!
Cao Maizi gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll give you 10 yuan. We're willing to spend any amount of money to make our daughter-in-law proud."
As the elderly couple talked, their brows furrowed again. Cao Maizi sighed and murmured, "Dragon King and Dragon King's wife, please bless my son to get better. If he gets better, I will offer sacrifices, burn incense, and kowtow to you every year."
Even Wei Tiezhu, a man who never believed in ghosts or gods, cautiously asked, "Are you sure our son didn't say a single disrespectful word to the gods at the temple today?"
Cao Maizi assured him, "He didn't say a word, not even a single one. He kowtowed properly to the Dragon King and the Dragon Queen."
Wei Tiezhu nodded, "That's good, that's good."
The elderly couple sat silently on the edge of the bed.
Inside the young couple's room, Su Xueli asked Wei Mingshen, "We're supposed to go back to my home tomorrow. My dad will definitely be chasing you to the provincial capital for medical treatment again. Do you think there's any point in continuing this charade?"
Wei Mingshen lay sprawled on the bed, his long legs dangling over the edge, and said nonchalantly, "What's the rush? Let's act."
Su Xueli asked, "What if my father orders you to go to the provincial capital immediately? How will you respond?"
Wei Mingshen said, "Let's keep dragging it out until after the fifteenth."
"What if it drags on past the fifteenth?"
"Then... let's leave it to Sixteen."
Su Xueli slapped his leg and said sternly, "Wei Mingshen, sit up and talk properly."
Wei Mingshen propped his head up with one hand and sat up sideways, looking at her and asking, "What's wrong? You have something to say."
"Sit still!"
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