Hou Songquan nodded repeatedly, "Grandma, you've worked hard."
Grandma Hou looked at him, nodded and said, "It's indeed hard work."
Since getting married, she has been faced with endless housework as soon as she opens her eyes every day. The old man is a good worker and has a tough temper. He looks down on her as a housewife. She has to listen to him in everything at home, even if what he says is wrong.
Later, she had children, and her children had children. She never had a day to be herself, and no one was willing to sit down and listen to her true thoughts.
As time went by, she became more and more silent.
Everyone thought that she had a good relationship with the old man. In fact, she knew very well that there was no such thing as a peaceful life. She was just giving in.
After working hard all her life, she no longer wants to restrict herself anymore.
She just didn't expect that the old man would die so young. He died before she could enjoy two years of easy life.
So annoying.
Fortunately, my grandson is still filial.
Hou Songquan looked at her, full of longing, "Grandma, can you come to see me again in the future? Even in my dreams."
Grandma Hou was about to speak when music started playing.
Grandma Hou took out her cell phone, which looked very familiar to Hou Songquan. It was the latest model of fruit machine that he had bought for her last time.
"Hey, is the square dance starting? Wait for me, I'll be right there!"
After hanging up the phone, Grandma Hou rushed out in a hurry, took out a pair of sunglasses from her pocket and put them on, looking very fashionable.
Her face was filled with unprecedented ease and joy, and she warned Hou Songquan, "Grandson, remember to move that old man's grave away..."
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