The old man quickly clutched the lunchbox to his chest with both hands, saying, "How could that be? You must have seen it wrong."
Back when we were young, life was so tough. We were lucky to have a full meal, like it was Chinese New Year.
Now that I can eat white rice every day, what more could I ask for?
The old lady's expression softened slightly. "Fine, you old geezer know how to talk."
The old man took a few bites, glanced at the small bag she was carrying, and asked uncertainly, "Did you bring me this cotton coat?"
Without saying a word, the old lady opened the package, revealing a crumpled thermal undershirt.
Looking at the thin autumn clothes, the old man felt even less appetite for his food.
Even chewing on a mouthful of extremely salty pickled vegetables couldn't save his bland taste buds.
"Damn it, didn't I tell you this morning to bring me a thicker cotton coat?"
It's so cold today, how can I possibly stay warm in just this one thermal undershirt?
"Hey, I'm so busy every day."
I have to take care of the family and run around. How can I find you a cotton-padded coat when I have time to deliver things to this old man?
If you ask me, I'm already grateful to have anything to wear, yet you're complaining.
You're not going to wear it, are you?
If you don't want to wear it, fine, you'll just get filthy.
It's freezing cold outside, I'm too lazy to wash up.
The old lady stuffed the thermal underwear into the bag, waiting for him to finish his meal so she could take the lunchbox with her!
The old man looked pitiful and said, "But I smell terrible. You can smell me if you don't believe me."
If I don't change my clothes soon, even if I can stand it, the young man in the same ward will start to dislike me.
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