Gu Wenheng was puzzled. "In that case, let's just pick out some more health supplements, dried seafood, and the like."
Jin Qianqian said, stifling a laugh, "I've noticed Father-in-law always staring at the hairpins on Mother's head. I suppose he likes seeing her all dressed up. So, I'll send a bunch more over. That way, she can wear a different one every day, and Father-in-law will truly see how filial we are."
Gu Wenheng was speechless. 'He'll probably be fuming every day. One spouse bedridden, the other dressed to the nines. The contrast couldn't be starker.'
"...In that case, let's just send more dried seafood. It's just that sick people probably shouldn't eat too much of it. Remember to mention that in the letter." Gu Wenheng suddenly realized he was being a little cruel, but he went along with it anyway.
