Even though Wang Cuihua didn't tell him about the hardships she went through all these years, Siye could imagine how difficult it would be for a woman to raise two children on her own.
His throat felt as if it was stuffed with cotton balls, and after a long while, he choked out:
"You've been through a lot."
Wang Cuihua blinked away her tears and shifted her gaze towards the courtyard.
Jiaojiao was playing in the courtyard, periodically sneaking glances inside the house. Realizing that Wang Cuihua was watching her, the little girl busily pretended to be skip-jumping, acting like an innocent passerby.
Ten years, a long time but also swift.
The child who had once been in her belly had grown so big now.
Siye followed her gaze, and saw Jiaojiao waving at him, smiling gleefully.
Siye's heart ached. This maiden was so lovely, his Daugther-in-law was so marvelous, but he didn't know how to repay his family.
