In a small rural town 30 kilometers from the city, I have a simple and warm home. At the age of forty-eight, my wife and I are immersed in the hustle and bustle of our lives, and my wife and I are pouring all our hearts into our only daughter. She is our pride, with excellent grades, a gentle temper, and has always been the kind of good child who is sensible. I remember that year in the college entrance examination, she was admitted to the best university in the province with excellent results, and at that moment, I seemed to feel that all the hard work had turned into sweetness.
However, I never thought that my daughter's marriage had become a thorn in our hearts. Her husband, my son-in-law, is a native of the countryside and comes from a single-parent family. There was a lack of a marriage house and a bride price, and under these conditions, we thought that our daughter would ignore it, but the love came too violently, and she insisted on marrying the faithful and honest young man far away. I remember that day, I lightly voiced my concerns, but her sincere eyes left me speechless, and in the end I had to reluctantly let go.
The news of my daughter's marriage has been good and bad, which makes me worry from time to time. Until that **, I heard that my daughter was pregnant, and the overflowing joy in my heart drove me to set off to see her immediately. With infinite anticipation for my future grandchild or granddaughter, I bought my tickets in advance, but I didn't expect everything I was about to see ———
Walk through the rugged path and arrive at the simple courtyard of my daughter's mother-in-law's house. When I saw me, my daughter's eyes were full of tears, and although the warm spring sun was on my shoulders, I couldn't help myself from the haggard and thin cheeks of her cheeks. All the longed-for national treasure-like care seemed to come to naught, and my anger instantly found an outlet - my own mother.
She walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of seemingly rudimentary white porridge, as if ignoring my anger and gently feeding her daughter. I couldn't help but be angry and let me smash the bowl, and the guilt and disappointment in my heart that I couldn't do more for my daughter came to me. However, my daughter's words made me understand everything in an instant.
Mom, you don't understand. She choked up as she explained, and from her clearer words, I finally heard the truth. The mother-in-law works every morning to prepare a variety of nutritious breakfasts for her daughter, but her daughter can't eat it, so she can only accept the simplest white porridge. And in the white porridge tasted, there was the deep love of the mother-in-law - it was a nutritious porridge soup full of abalone.
Looking at my mother's face of love and understanding, my heart was filled with complex emotions. I didn't know what to say, so I secretly wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, grabbed my mother's hand, and kept apologizing. She smiled as if everything was commonplace, she promised to take care of my daughter, and I was deeply shocked by her tolerance and kindness.
In the days that followed, I witnessed my mother-in-law's care for her daughter, from three meals a day to daily life, and her physical condition gradually improved. I stayed for two days with the warm care of this family, and when I was ready to leave, I knew my daughter would be fine – she had already received happiness that I had never expected.
On the way back, I knew in my heart that my daughter would meet an in-law who treated her like a treasure, and her life would be happier than I imagined. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel relieved of the burden in my heart, I know that it is my daughter, she will be happy, she will be.