A Mute Wife Is Not Mute

The morning mist in Qingxi Village is always wrapped in the fragrance of hickory nuts, but it cannot hide the strange look that the villagers look at Li Mei - this foreign woman has not said a word since she entered the village. Even when she became the wife of the lame Wang Qiang, she only clutched the corners of her clothes, with mist in her eyes that could not be dissolved. Wang Qiang knew that she was "dumb", but he did not "discipline her well" as others advised. He only handed the warm corn pancakes to her hand first, mended her frayed cuffs at night, and silently protected her from the gossip in the village. It turns out that the mute wife was never mute. She was just waiting for someone who was willing to protect her and believe in her, and for a reason that would allow her to speak again. The mountain breeze in Qingxi Village has blown away the rumors, and also blown away the mutual love of two lonely souls. They planted crops and raised chickens under the walnut tree. With their silent companionship and belated words, they turned the hard days into the warmest scene in the mountains.