The daughter-in-law is gone, the grandson is gone, and now there's no news of the son either. When I called the General Union, they just said it's classified.
She also pulled over a stool and sat in the living room, sighing along. In just half a year, the white hairs on her head have increased significantly.
Xu Xianxiong almost choked on his cigarette when he saw the tangyuan in the bowl, "Cough cough... you're making do? This is too much making do." A big bowl with two tangyuan filled to the brim — it's the first time he's seen such a thing.
"Eat if you want, or leave it if you don't." Her heart was occupied with thoughts of her son, missing her daughter-in-law too much to spare time for cooking for him. Besides, she was never good at cooking.
Xu Xianxiong received a glare but still finished the two tangyuan with a stiff face, knowing that this bowl was bound to cause indigestion.
