Father Jiang only returned home after having dinner with Old Mai.
The two had astonishingly similar tastes.
After returning home, Father Jiang went to his room to look for something.
When Mother Jiang came out after her shower, she saw that he had taken everything out of the safe and asked, "What are you rummaging through the drawers and cabinets for?"
"That ring I used to wear around my neck."
Father Jiang had no jewelry besides that ring and his wedding ring. In those years, it had been inconvenient to wear such things, so Mother Jiang had put them away and hidden them.
Later, they bought a safe, and when Father Jiang saw Mother Jiang putting all the valuable items in the house inside it,
Mother Jiang said, "I put it with my jewelry. I'll find it for you. What do you want that ring for? Are you planning to wear it again?"
Father Jiang had worn one ring around his neck on a string since he was little. It should have been left behind by his biological mother. Later, during the turbulent years, he had taken it off and hidden it away, and he had never worn it again.
The current environment was different now, so it would not matter if he took it out and wore it.
Father Jiang said, "No. Today, I saw an old man with one that had the same pattern."
Mother Jiang: "..."
Mother Jiang found the ring and handed it to Father Jiang.
Father Jiang stared silently at the woman's ring in his hand.
Mother Jiang asked, "Well? Are the patterns the same?"
Father Jiang looked at the ring he knew more intimately than anything else and nodded.
The moment he saw the ring in Old Mai's hand, he knew the patterns were