In response to Xu Changqing's remark, Shen Weimin really wanted to say, 'You're even stranger than your mother.' When it came to social graces, her mother was far cleverer than she was.
It boiled down to one thing.
Shirking.
She was a master of it.
An extraordinary person.
But could he say that out loud? Absolutely not. He guessed it wasn't that his wife didn't understand, but that she simply didn't want to. He even suspected his wife was showing off.
'Just listen to her!'
'My mom is a smart person, too.'
The weather had gotten truly cold.
After they finished work on their private plot, the small front garden, and the backyard, they left Bai Xiulan at home to look after the child and tidy up. When they set out for the mountains early in the morning, the roadsides were covered in frost.
