All these days, she was working hard, tirelessly earning a living. The Xiao Family only burdened her without being able to give her anything in return.
"Who said I wasn't happy?" She tapped his head, "What do you think about all day long?"
"I…" Stumped by her words, he stuttered, "I only wish for you to live well…"
"But I have a deed of sale to the Xiao Family…"
"Once I'm home, I will find a way to burn your deed of sale." He looked at her unwillingly, "You should go."
"Oh, then I'll go." She nodded, tossed him the empty carrying pole, and walked away.
Watching her figure disappearing into the crowd, Xiao Qinghe felt an unbearable pain in his heart.
"Wife…" He whispered soundlessly.
Tears coursed down his clean cheeks.
They blurred his vision.
The tears fell in silence.
A passerby who saw his tear-strained face asked, "Young man, why are you crying? Has your family abandoned you?"
He shook his head, only to realize he was crying when he touched his face.
