Qiu Shuping looked at herself crying so hard, having said so many heartfelt words, yet her two sons were still one with their head down, the other with an expressionless face. She didn't know what to do and turned to her old man for help.
"Old man, say something, our sons always listen to you the most."
Li Wangcai put down his wine cup. He knew what his wife was thinking. Although her intentions were somewhat misguided, he also wished to see his family reunited and happy. He looked over at his two sons.
Ever since the house was divided and the younger son moved out, his wife constantly regretted it. Firstly, she had not expected that dividing the household would also mean giving away a hundred yuan, much more than the money they used for their son's leg treatment. Why then did she go through the trouble of dividing the house? Secondly, after the younger daughter-in-law had left, she started feeling that the younger daughter-in-law was better than the elder one.
