He spoke with difficulty, a desolate smile on his face: "Hui Niang and I only have these two children, and at that time only Lady Xiao was left. But we are old and incompetent, destined to pass away before her, afraid that without a brother to help her, she would be bullied when married off, with no support from her family."
Pitiful are the hearts of parents all over the world.
In the countryside, if a married woman doesn't fare well, her family would definitely come demanding an explanation.
He worried that Lady Xiao was isolated and without help.
It was clearly a sunny day, but the chill seeped in everywhere, making his bones shiver.
Wei Shouzhong's voice was choked with emotion.
"I could only watch helplessly as Wei Qintian married. The big house celebrated joyously with drums and gongs, using Lang's pension silver. How could I not hate it?"
"But I still couldn't protect Lady Xiao."
"Yet Heaven returned Lang to us."
