This girl and her brother look like they were born of completely different mothers. The son is incredibly handsome, the best-looking man in several villages, but the daughter is filthy.
She has single eyelids, small eyes, a dark and large face, and thick lips. The only redeeming quality of hers is her fairly regular height, neither too tall nor too short. However, her hair is yellow and sparse, and her two braids are no thicker than chopsticks.
Despite all this, she still loves to dress up, is lazy and picky about finding a husband, and as a result, decent families don't want her, while she absolutely refuses to accept inferior ones. She's already 18 and still doesn't have a boyfriend.
But she wasn't in a hurry at all, and even said that ordinary people weren't good enough for her, and that the husband she wanted to find was better than anyone else.
Relying on the fact that he had attended junior high school for a year, he insisted on becoming a village teacher and a cultured person, so that he would have prestige and wouldn't have to work in the fields.
After her daughter went into her own room, she took the medicine she had prepared to her son's room and watched him drink it.
While her daughter-in-law was away, she earnestly advised her son: "My son, I know you're not happy with your marriage to Xue Li, but I've seen with my own eyes that you two are getting along quite well these past few days."
This child is growing more and more pleasing to the eye. Look at those bright, clear eyes, like glass beads. He has a good temperament, speaks frankly, and knows how to care for others. A wife like this is hard to find even with a lantern.
She's a hundred times better than that daughter of the Party Secretary of the East Street in the town. Look at her sly way of being and the way she looks down on people. She's not the kind of person who'd settle down in a relationship. Our family is too small to accommodate such a big bodhisattva.
Besides, Shirley's family is so kind. They don't mind that you're sick; her parents even took you to see a doctor and paid for it.
Wei Mingshen was truly suffering in silence, unable to express his bitterness!
They want me, a perfectly healthy person, to take medicine. Am I supposed to pay for it? Just thinking about it makes me feel like I have no will to live.
"Hey, you've been talking too much, it's time for your medicine." Cao Maizi put the medicine to her son's lips.
Wei Mingshen felt nauseous at the smell and pleaded, "Mother, can I not drink it?"
Cao Maizi's face darkened. "No, how can we get better if we don't drink it? When will our parents be able to hold their grandson?"
Wei Mingshen complained, "Why do we have to have a grandson? What's so good about it?"
"You brat, talking nonsense! Don't you want to hold your grandchildren when you raise a son? While your parents are still young, raise your child so we can rest easy when we're gone. Drink up, Mom will feed you."
Under his mother's supervision, Wei Mingshen swallowed a large bowl of bitter medicine.
Who can understand the bitterness of taking medicine when you're not sick? It tastes bitter in your mouth, but it tastes even worse in your heart!
"Hmph, she's having a good time, while I'm taking medicine and she's laughing at me." He glared at her from afar.
Suddenly, he wondered, what is she doing right now? Is she lying in bed sleeping like me, or what...?
Su Xueli slept soundly in her bed until dawn, but when she woke up, she refused to get out of bed, insisting on waiting for her mother to call her. She wanted to hear her mother's voice and relive that happy feeling.
"Cluck cluck cluck...cluck cluck cluck..." The chickens in the yard clucked as they ate.
"Baa baa baa..." The sheep in the pen cried out, wanting to eat grass.
"Awooo!" The livestock in the trough cried out, urging the driver to add more feed.
Then came the sounds of my parents bustling about and the occasional whispers.
All of this feels somewhat familiar.
At that moment, she vowed never to marry again, to stay in this home and accompany her parents as they grow old, and to see them off to their final resting place.
"Should we wake her up, or tell her to sleep a little longer?" came the mother's voice.
"Why are you up so early? It's still cold. Wake her up later." It was her father's voice.
"Dinner is ready."
"Let it simmer in the pot for a while."
"Let's wake her up later. This child loves to sleep in. Sigh, only after a daughter gets married and goes to her parents' home can she sleep in. A pampered daughter, but no pampered wife..."
Su Xueli shed tears.
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