He supported her shoulders and slowly walked through the back garden. The sunshine was warm, the climate pleasant, and the breeze gentle. In such weather, taking a stroll with her truly lifted his spirits.
"Wife, when we got married, we agreed that when the children grew up, we would retire here, living a life isolated, akin to those of hermits. Now, we've achieved it. Although you say nothing now, I still feel very blessed. As long as you're by my side, everything is fine."
Lei Zijia gently whispered, every day he walked this path with her, recounting their shared past, those beautiful little moments...
"Do you remember? Xiaoman, when your family was running a roadside stall, you'd stay there every day, helping your dad, Old Man Shen, wipe tables, serve food to guests, collect payments... Every time I passed by on my motorcycle, I'd see you, your silly look was really adorable..."
