That night, Mr. Zhang woke up in the middle of the night and saw his son sleeping next to him with a medical book in his arms. He didn't know what he was dreaming about, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
Mr. Zhang's eyebrows and eyes gradually softened. He looked out the window. The bright moonlight cast a layer of silver on the earth. The surroundings were filled with tranquility, and even the restlessness in his heart was unconsciously soothed.
In a trance, he seemed to see the familiar face that had been haunting him.
My dear wife, did you see that?
We are all living well now, and you will also live well over there, right?
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Li's House
An ordinary middle-aged man was half leaning against the bed, flipping through a book. The man was thin and his face still had the paleness of illness.
"You just recovered from your illness, why are you reading again?"
Mr. Li turned his head to look.
The woman pushed the door open and walked in. Her appearance was as elegant as a lotus, or as an orchid in a secluded valley, quiet and graceful. She was a scholar, well-read and elegant, and her behavior revealed elegance and composure.
Even though they have been married for a long time, every time they meet, he is amazed by his husband's appearance.
Li Xiucai sat on the bed and took the book from his hand.
Li Fulang snorted softly, "If you don't let me go out, I can only read."
Li Xiucai sighed slightly, took the man's hand, placed it in his palm, and gently squeezed it, "Your illness has just improved. The doctor said that you can't be exposed to the wind."
Mr. Li felt the warmth from his palm and hummed softly.
"Let's go, the servants have prepared dinner."
"Um."
Li Xiucai supported Li Fulang and walked towards the side hall. The two were very close to each other, their bodies almost embedded together. Li Xiucai, who was always serious in front of outsiders, had a gentle smile on his lips, and occasionally whispered something to Fulang next to him. His profile was perfect, like a sculpture, and his eyes were full of affection and tenderness.
"The relationship between the master and his wife is really good." The servant behind him sighed.
In a remote county town, a young scholar is extremely popular and is the ideal wife for many men, not to mention that Li Xiucai is not only talented but also handsome.
It’s just that Mr. Li happened to marry Mr. Li when he was still young.
The two had been married for more than ten years but had no children. After the doctor examined them, he found out that it was because Mr. Li was in poor health.
Li Xiucai's family once asked her to divorce Li Fulang and marry another one, or to take in a young maid, but Li Xiucai refused. There were even a few restless young maids who climbed into Li Xiucai's bed, and when Li Xiucai caught them, he kicked them out.
She stated: Regardless of whether she has children in this life, she will only love and marry her current husband.
Now, more than ten years have passed, the two have no children, but their feelings have grown deeper.
A while ago, Mr. Li fell ill again, which scared Mr. Li. He took care of him day and night without taking off his clothes.
Mr. Li was talking to his husband about recruiting students today, and happened to mention Sister Lin.
"...By the way, the dishes for tonight were sent by the Zhao family. They are said to be grown by them themselves. You can try them."
Mr. Li has had a poor appetite since he was sick. Now, when it comes to food, he doesn't have much appetite. He didn't say it out loud because he didn't want to make his wife worry anymore.
On the table, there were four dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes.
The meat dishes were steamed fish and stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon.
Two vegetarian dishes, one is braised eggplant and the other is stir-fried cabbage.
The soup is white radish stewed with tofu.
The bacon, eggplant, cabbage, and white radish were all sent by Zhao Chuchu's family today.
The chef of the Li family is a good cook, and every dish he makes is delicious, but it still can't arouse Mr. Li's appetite.
The dishes on the table today look as good as ever.
Li Xiucai served a bowl of white radish and tofu soup and placed it in front of her husband.
"Have a bowl of soup first."
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