"Look at Qingmei again, see how she's living these days? Her father-in-law is blind, and her mother-in-law is entirely dependent on medication. She takes care of her in-laws all day and works in the fields until she's black and thin from the sun. You tell me, do you want to live a comfortable life or live like an old ox?"
"As parents, who wouldn't plan for their children? Especially for you, can't we account for your lifelong affairs? Why can't you understand this?"
Mrs. Song spoke very earnestly and at length.
Zhuang Qinghe stared at Mrs. Song, choked: "I only have eyes for Brother Wencheng, even if someone else is rich, I won't marry them..."
"Mother, can you go to Brother Wencheng's house and propose marriage for me? Brother Wencheng will definitely agree, is that okay?"
"Forget about it!" This time, Mrs. Song was truly angry.