The daughter was still engrossed in her laptop and told her mother: That depends on luck, Mom. My son just had surgery on both eyes and they are both fine. Now his eyes are as bright as a cat's. My cousin also had her lenses replaced the other day after a month of hesitation. Now she can see clearly from a distance, even the yellow leaves on a tree far away, but up close, it's blurry, and she can't read messages. But she said she'll wait a few days and get glasses, and up close she'll be fine again.
The old lady continued: But even if you replace it, you have to see what kind of eye it is. Mr. B was lured into buying a "genuine" eye that costs a few million dong more, but it's not brighter. Otherwise, you should try using special medicine. If it doesn't work after a few months, then replace the eye.
The daughter shook her head: Old age, dim eyes, slow legs are the laws of life. The elders always want to resist, but what's the use of clear eyes? The old man next door, whose children took him to have his eyes replaced, kept shaking his head and saying that life is sometimes better with one eye open and the other half closed. Anything that is too clear and white loses its charm.
The old lady drawled: You just sit there and philosophize like a young old woman. You have such a sharp eye and speak so frankly that you can't hide your hatred from anyone. The group leader that you hate because he once told your mother that you looked at him with contempt. And that guy is really hateful, so everyone just laughed to themselves. Your love life is worth talking about. You look at every guy's flaws, so you criticize him. You're almost 40, time is counting down, my child.
This time the daughter raised her head and laughed: Let me see, maybe I'll find the neighbor next door more suitable. Even though he's a bit old, he has a huge house and some land in the countryside.
