Late at night in the Tang Family home, Mother Tang was tidying her belongings.
Seeing this, Father Tang asked curiously as he removed his white coat, "Why are you suddenly packing away all your jewelry?"
"Qinwen, I've arranged to go away with some friends for a few days, if you need anything, give the housekeeper a call," Mother Tang replied as she put down the items in her hands.
"OK. I just finished doing a few big surgeries today. I'm feeling a little tired, so I'm going to go have a bath," Father Tang gently hugged her by the shoulders and added, "Have fun."
"I will," Mother Tang nodded as she held back her tears.
"I heard about what happened earlier today with Tang Xuan. She's still young, don't mind her."
She had heard these same words for the last 20 odd years and endured it until now. But, when her tolerance could not be exchanged for understanding and gratefulness, she realized, all along, she had merely been a joke in their eyes.
