"You've been here for so many years, and I've never met your parents-in-law or fulfilled my filial duties. This time, let's bring more gifts and send them to them."
He Laoxi could sense the sincerity in his tone.
Looking at his gray-haired wife, Old He felt a pang of reluctance.
This woman.
All these years, I have always been sincere to him.
He came from a place of famine and, in order to earn a living, became a son-in-law who moved into a woman's family home.
They are already considered inferior here.
But his wife and her parents didn't care about any of that and insisted on marrying their daughter to him.
Let him be the head of the family, and let the children take his surname.
Over the years, he has grown up to have many children and grandchildren.
But…
But!
Aunt He looked at her husband, who stood there silently.
He seems to be feeling unwell.
He quickly came over to help him up: "Old Xi, what's wrong?"
Old He then came to his senses: "It's nothing, I was just thinking that you've suffered all these years. When I get back from Shanghai, I'll buy you a red scarf. It's cold here, you won't be cold if you wear it."
Aunt He lowered her head in embarrassment.
Then, remembering something, she looked around and saw the children playing far away from them.
I can't hear what they're saying.
Then he spoke up: "What are you saying? At your age, your face looks like old tree bark, and you're still wearing a red scarf. Aren't you ashamed? If only I had one when I was younger. It would have looked so good on me."
Old He stared intently at his wife and said sincerely, "She doesn't look old at all, just like when she was young!"
Aunt He blushed at what she was told, put down what she was holding, and twisted her body, saying, "You, do it yourself."
He left after saying that.
Old He: I can only apologize to you one more time.
Two days later, He Laoxi and Xiao Yichen, a married couple, boarded a horse-drawn carriage to go to the commune.
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