Touching the bamboo leaves embroidered on the padded cotton coat, Lu Songhe sighed softly. "You've put your hearts into this!"
He blamed the former owner of this body for failing to take proper care of his daughter, but he also understood that the man had been tormented by hidden injuries, willing but powerless.
If anyone was to blame, it was himself for not swallowing his pride and calling off this marriage back then.
He had been dissatisfied with Yang Zhengshan as a son-in-law, but he had never truly resented him.
In truth, although the former owner and his wife had lived in poverty, their relationship had been very good. They had spent twenty years together, and aside from the occasional quarrel, they had never had any major conflicts.
"This is what we should do!" Yang Zhengshan helped Lu Songhe into the padded coat.
It fit perfectly. Though the fabric was only ordinary cotton cloth, it had been made with great care. Yang Yunyan had clearly put her heart into it.
"I heard your injuries have healed?" Lu Songhe asked casually.
"Yes, they have, but..." Yang Zhengshan put on a face full of grief.
He was not pretending. He truly felt bitter, though the reason for his bitterness was not the former owner's wife.
He had been a fine young man, yet after coming to this world, he had become a grandfather. What did it matter if his body was healthy? It was no longer his youthful body.
Thinking of how he had somehow aged ten years for no reason, the bitterness in his heart was like swallowing coptis.
Still, he had been in this world for a month and a half already, and he had more or less accepted that bitterness. But before his bargain father-in-law, he had to show