After years of marriage with Jiang silently, Lu Mingliang saw her for the first time. She dressed herself like this for supper. She couldn't help sobbing and spitting, and her eyes lit up: "silently."

"Does it still hurt?"

Jiang looked silently under his ribs.

"Pain, oh, no pain."

Just after two ribs were broken, Lu Mingliang said it didn't hurt because of Jiang's silent concern.

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang asked silently.

She cooks supper tonight, which is her best specialty and Lu Mingliang's favorite sea cucumber soup. She also has a bottle of half a kilo of white wine and two glasses. When a man comes home from an injury...