But when he left, I realized that shoes made by someone else just never felt right, eating food cooked by someone else just never tasted good... It was at that moment I understood I had married a very good man. But when I wanted to say a word of thanks to him, I had no chance."
Lady Ran set aside the sole she was working on and gently moved her somewhat sore arms.
Seeing this, Jinxiu hurried forward to massage the old lady's hands.
Jiang Shouzhong said softly, "In reality, your husband was also very fortunate. At least you were willing to wear his shoes, willing to eat his food... If you truly despised them, you would have done more than just say so."
Lady Ran's eyes lit up with a gentle smile, softening the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
