"What's there to think about? Let them brothers and sisters handle it themselves."
After a long-awaited sunny winter day arrived, Mother Zhang moved a rattan chair to lean against the wall corner, feeling drowsy from the warmth. When her husband asked, she didn't even want to open her eyes.
This old man truly doesn't know how to enjoy life!
Why do you wander aimlessly every day?
The town's big enough for you to roam, yet you insist on going to the village in this cold weather to chat with old buddies? Not to mention if they even like it, what if you fall?
"I just want to chat with my parents a bit."
Upon hearing Mr. Zhang's words, she was instantly lost for words. As a daughter-in-law who hasn't visited the graves, complaining would be utterly unreasonable.
Mr. Zhang patted her head, laughing cheerfully, "You sure know how to enjoy. Why don't you go find out when the announcement is coming?"
"What's the rush? I reckon once there's news, the broadcast will sound."
