Father Song and Mrs. Song, after all these decades together as husband and wife, knew each other as well as they knew themselves. He was very aware that Mrs. Song was just taking a stance at this moment, deep down she was also worried about her family back home, but she felt somewhat shamed by how Wang Qinghua had come to Z City only to rush back afterward.
However, what could be done? They had only arrived in Z City for one day, and already there were discomforts and injuries back home. Their eldest son was caught in the middle and felt like he was nobody, inside and out. How could the elderly couple stay calm and remain?
"Why can't I just stay in Z City and not go back?" Mrs. Song said, huffing.
