When There Is Nothing Left But Love

After all, she was old and had been living a comfortable life, so it was only natural that she suffered backaches after being out in the yard for too long.

She was clutching her waist while sitting limply on the bamboo chair in the yard, frowning in pain.

After clearing away the few weeds left in the yard, I washed my hands and handed her the pain-relieving medicine.

She frowned, unwilling to accept it.

I pursed my lips. “These are painkillers. They are not harmful.”

Having said that, I put the medicine in her hands. Then, I went inside and fetched a cup of warm water for her.

She seemed stunned. Perhaps unable to bear the pain, she accepted the cup of water and took the medicine.

As I kept the rest of the medicine aside, I said, “This medicine has few side effects. If the pain is intolerable, you can take one or two tablets to relieve the pain.”

She glanced at me with her lips pursed and turned her eyes upon the yard, saying, “Your voice sounds so nasal. If you have a cold, please don’t pass it to me.”

I couldn’t help letting out a laugh. She was obviously concerned about me, but she just had to put up a mean front.

Forget it.

She is, after all, an arrogant lady of a privileged upbringing.

Being childless and way past half her life, perhaps she was thinking of spending her twilight years alone in peace.

“Yeah, I’ll go back and take some medicine.” It was commonplace to get the flu during the winter months.

then got up and went into the house. When she came out, she held a bag of Isatis tinctoria root in her hand. “Make drinks with this using hot water, twice a

took it and smiled, saying, “Thank

grunted in reply without saying

of the snow had melted. With the sun high in

in

looked at me and asked, “Would you like to stay for lunch?

nodded. “Anything would

was only dry rations, it wasn’t going to stop us from

in the yard, so she brought out some potatoes and sweet potatoes for me

we were having a barbeque in

always felt that a barbeque for two was too quiet. However, when she brought out some red wine from the cellar, the

conversation between Sally and me, some things need not be said

not taken any proper meals, so my tummy felt bloated as I had eaten

the fire. Seeing the cutlery, his handsome face displayed a smile as he held my hand, asking, “Did you enjoy

be told, I did not really like it, but I ate

the same as his, so he might not enjoy

took the half-eaten baked potato from my hand. After taking a

laughed. “Aunt Sally barbecued

looked at him and said, “Okay, there is some more. Go home quickly after eating.

get old, they tend to keep their true thoughts

us

sat by my side, holding my hand.

the barbecued meat to him. While handing over the sauce to him,

he was