Wei Aiguo remained silent for a long time.

Song Yan: "None of you did anything wrong in this matter."

"My mother asked me when I found out about this?"

My mother asked me if I didn't tell her when I was in the brigade because I was afraid she wouldn't come to Kyoto.

I told my mother that I would always be her son, and she cried.

Mother said she's getting old, and Wei Ping and Wei An are still young; they're both a burden to me…

When I was little, my older brother was incredibly kind to me. Whenever there was something good to eat at home, he would give it to me first. He would even take bird eggs and cook them for me, and he would be so tempted that he would swallow his saliva but wouldn't eat a single one himself.

After he and his sister-in-law had that accident, I thought that as long as I had food, these two children would have food too. I would definitely raise them.

"I've raised them all these years! It's all thanks to you!"

"The feeling of being helpless and alone is really hard to bear."

The two children are so obedient and sensible, and I have the ability to raise them. Why not raise them? Song Yan thought of her past life again. It had been a long time since she had thought about her past.

“I told my mother that I don’t want to acknowledge the Shen family. It’s not because I’m afraid of upsetting her that I’m refusing to acknowledge them.”

Almost no one in this courtyard slept soundly tonight.

It's impossible for Lao Zeng not to worry. If his sister were here, wouldn't she want him to acknowledge her as his father?

But things just ended there…

Third Aunt and Chunyang slept in the same room. Wei An went to sleep with Grandma.

Auntie San never imagined that Wei Aiguo had such a complicated background. That leader wouldn't have gotten involved today if he hadn't been there to testify for her.

Auntie was also relieved. Song Yan was living a really good life and was quite capable, managing to buy a courtyard house in Kyoto. She figured her coming here wouldn't cause her too much trouble.

Xiao Hu hung out with those people and heard a lot of strange things. This leader looked so much like his second brother, he was pretty sure he was right. He was a little worried about his godmother's feelings. Although he believed his second brother wouldn't abandon her, he wondered what family would want his second brother and godmother to live together.

Especially since his second brother is raising his niece and nephew. Won't his biological parents be angry?

Fortunately, his second brother found him a very good source of goods today.

He earned ten yuan that afternoon. That was because he was new to the area and not very familiar with it, so he didn't dare bring too much stuff.

In Kyoto, expenses must be very high.

He will work hard to earn more money in the future, and he will use his earnings to help support his family and pay for Wei An and Wei Ping's schooling.

Since my second brother doesn't have such a heavy burden, his biological parents probably won't have too much of an opinion!

Xiao Hu was already planning where to sell his goods the next day. He was so excited just thinking about the goods he had in his hands; they were really good. He fell asleep while thinking about them.

Wei Ping and Wei An were a little uneasy. Why did their second uncle look so much like that person?

When everyone woke up the next morning, they saw that Aunt Wei was doing well, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Before everyone had even sat down at the table, Xiao Hu set out some breakfast, ate his fill, and then prepared to leave.

He wanted to get out as soon as possible and earn more money!

"Chunyang, didn't I tell you not to wash my clothes?" Xiaohu's voice was a little loud.

Xiao Hu never raises his voice to Chun Yang.

Xiao Hu tried to snatch the clothes from Chun Yang's hands, but Chun Yang wouldn't let go. "Brother Xiao Hu, you go ahead and do your thing, I'll be done washing them in a bit."

"I said I don't need you, and that means I don't need you!" Little Tiger's face turned bright red.

Song Yan: "What's wrong? What's wrong with washing a few clothes?"

Chunyang kept his head down, and Xiaohu had already snatched the clothes away.

Huh? What's that? It's not big, and Little Tiger rolled it into a lump.

"I'll wash it myself, I'll wash it myself." Xiao Hu took the clothes and went back to his room.

Song Yan: Why is this kid bringing his clothes inside instead of washing them outside? A sudden realization dawned on Song Yan: his underwear!

Chunyang washes Xiaohu's underwear! The two of them...

Spring sun lowered its head and continued washing clothes.

Song Yan turned to look at her mother-in-law, who was smiling.

Something's up?

Aunt Wei: "Chunyang, let's eat first, we'll wash the clothes later."

"Hey! They're here!"

Today, Shen Ruomei and Xia Juntao accompanied Song Yan on his house call. They arrived on time.

Shen Ruomei felt slightly uncomfortable. Aunt Wei took the initiative to invite Shen Ruomei, "Juntao and Ruomei, come over for lunch today, we'll all eat at home."

Shen Ruomei nodded with a smile.

Song Yan went out with Shen Ruomei and Xia Juntao. Old Han didn't want to tire Song Yan out, so he usually just had her accompany him on house calls on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

Chen Qiang and Xu Pingzhi accompanied Lao Han on his house calls every day.

This week, Song Yan will be following Old Han around every day.

Because a conference on promoting the development of traditional Chinese medicine was held last week.

Those who could attend this conference were all remarkable masters of traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, Professor Han was among them.

This conference is not just about discussion; it aims to genuinely promote Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) and expand its influence. Therefore, after the conference, we should encourage exchanges among TCM experts to overcome any shortcomings in TCM practices.

A major drawback in the development of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) is that many medical techniques are passed down through families and ancestors, with each practitioner possessing their own secret formulas. The ultimate goal of this conference is exchange, so it must be grounded in practical application.

Therefore, a group of experts were organized to provide free medical consultations. This way, we can both serve the people and strengthen communication.

But at the same time, it is also a subtle competition among various masters of traditional Chinese medicine.

Now everyone knows they are Master Han's personal disciples, so none of them can be absent.

Song Yan followed his master into the consultation room. Neither Shen Ruomei nor Xia Juntao had a seat in the room today.

At this time, the great masters of traditional Chinese medicine all brought their own apprentices, and they didn't need the assistants provided by the hospital.

Because not only does the master need to be outstanding, but the apprentice also needs to be outstanding. No matter how good your skills are, it's useless if they can't be passed down!

As planned, two doctors would be sufficient for one consultation room.

Because Song Yan is pregnant, making house calls is quite tiring, so she's assisting her master today.

Chen Qiang became Xu Pingzhi's assistant.

The consultations were conducted by Dr. Han and Dr. Xu Pingzhi, with Song Yan and Chen Qiang recording the prescriptions.

Song Yan deeply misses the days when he could just type out a prescription on a computer.