Wang Menglin knew it would be like this. But still felt quite disappointed inside.
In her heart, she considered them as her real parents, not just in-laws.
"Mom, we are worried about you."
"It's alright, your dad and I, we'll be fine for the next twenty years. Look, aren't all the elderly in our village like this?"
After the quilt was done, the mother and daughter cooked together.
"Why haven't the Red Army and the others returned? Aren't they just checking the results?"
Qu Xiaoli never dared to say anything. She originally wanted her daughter-in-law to go and see the results, but she was unwilling.
She could tell that her daughter-in-law was clinging to her. The daughter-in-law treated her like a real mother, and she treated her daughter-in-law like her own daughter.
