"He, that damned ghost sometimes doesn't come back for two or three months at a time."
"That just shows that he's doing well in the city, doesn't it? As long as he can bring back some money, what's there to come back for? You're an old married couple. What, do you miss him?"
"You rascal, always teasing me about your sister-in-law. Why would I miss him? It's been so many years, and I know exactly what he's like. Money, well, he did bring some, but not as much as I imagined."
"That's good enough, contentment brings happiness. Besides, it's not easy for a man to be out there on his own."
No sooner had he finished speaking when the child lying in bed suddenly turned over, and then, just as Liu Zheng had anticipated, vomited out a mouthful of black stuff.
"Xiaole, Xiaole, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Aunty, I... I'm fine now. What's happened to me? I feel so much better now."
