Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again

Qin’s Mom washed her hands clean, watching Qin Guanglin carry the pot out and then arranging condiments like sesame sauce on the table, while He Fang brought some greens and sliced meat from the kitchen, covering the whole table. The room was very warm, the heating in their old house was always powerful, there was no need to wear thick clothing indoors, shedding cumbersome down jackets, a single layer was enough to ward off the cold, and bustling about for a while might even make one break into a sweat.

Both their shirts were in a matching couple’s style, Qin Guanglin’s a dark gray and He Fang’s a light blue, each with a large panda design on the belly, one wearing a gentleman’s hat, the other with a pink bow tie, giving off a full sense of warmth.

Was this what it meant to enjoy the good life?

Qin’s Mom watched the two get everything in order and sit down together, feeling somewhat emotional.

With jobs, a house, a car, Qin Guanglin had truly made something of himself.

And to have married He Fang, such a good daughter-in-law, truly heaven-sent.

All the hardships suffered in the first half of her life were worth it.

"Once the new year is over, you’ll be twenty-nine, just a step away from thirty," Qin’s Mom mentioned as she prepared the condiments.

Qin Guanglin corrected her, "Twenty-eight, I’m only twenty-seven this year."

"You’re twenty-eight this year, twenty-nine next year."