These days, having someone's organizational affiliation and personnel file is like having their neck in your hands.

"Then it's settled! That's great!" Jin Xingqiu exclaimed happily. "Give me a week to pack. I need to get everything packed, and I also need to sell the house in Sanhe County. It should be done in about a week."

“Okay.” Su Ruyi did not stop her.

A change of environment is a good thing.

She wrote down the brigade headquarters' phone number and her own address, and also gave Jin Xingqiu a key to the padlock on the courtyard gate:

“I may not be able to go back to Dingjiatun for the next few days. Aunt, please take this key. If you go to Dingjiatun and I'm not there, just open the gate and go into the courtyard.”

The house my master left behind has four rooms, and now my grandfather and I each live in one.

You can choose either of the remaining two rooms.

"Okay, you go ahead with your work. I don't have much stuff. I'll just have Liang'an help me move."

Jin Xingqiu took the keys, her face beaming with joy.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I guarantee I'll take care of everything for Junior Aunt perfectly!" Chu Liang'an patted his chest. "I've taken the next few days off to help Junior Aunt with the moving!"

Just then, Chu Liang'an's friend called out from outside, "Come out and eat, everyone!"

When everyone arrived in the courtyard, they saw that a simple four-dish meal with soup and five bowls of steaming rice had been laid out on the stone table.

Judging from the dishes, they were definitely Cheng Zhen's creations.

Chu Liang'an then pulled his friend aside and introduced him to everyone: "This is my friend Song Wenyu. He is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Health Center in Laolin Town."

"What? His surname is Song?!" Cheng Zhen blurted out.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Song Wenyu asked, somewhat surprised.

He was an unremarkable middle-aged man, looking to be around thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old. He wore faded work clothes and thick, bottle-bottom glasses with a slightly unfocused gaze, making him appear very down-to-earth.

"No, no!" Cheng Zhen immediately realized his lapse in composure and hurriedly said, "I just think this surname is very rare."

“It’s not common here, but in my hometown, Songjiazhuang, everyone in the village has the surname Song!” Song Wenyu explained with a smile. “Speaking of which, I’m really lucky to be able to eat dishes made by the Heilongjiang Provincial Army’s Culinary Champion today!”

Clearly, this is what Cheng Zhen himself said.

Because he doesn't say anything, no one will know.

Cheng Zhen's dark face showed no sign of blushing. He mumbled, "Sit down and eat, the food is getting cold."

"Yes, yes, please take a seat!"

As Song Wenyu spoke, he first ladled a large bowl of soup for Su Ruyi: "Dr. Su, you've worked hard!"

He ladled out another large bowl for Cheng Zhen: "I heard you drove for seven or eight hours today, you should drink more soup! It's good for your health!"

He then served Jin Xingqiu another bowl: "Dr. Jin, you should drink more of this soup. Drinking more water can help metabolize toxins faster!"

His attitude was very familiar, which clearly indicated that he knew Jin Xingqiu as well.

Then he ladled another bowl of soup for Chu Liang'an: "You drink some too!"

Finally, he poured the soup at the bottom of the bowl back into his own bowl.

Everyone looked into their own bowls.

Clearly, this soup is turtle soup.

Song Wenyu is truly generous in entertaining his friends.

Each person has different parts of the turtle in their bowl, and they can even identify them.

Chu Liang'an complained, "Why did you only give me the turtle's head?! No way, I want to trade with you!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Cheng Zhen ate while glancing at Song Wenyu.

His surname is Song, and he happens to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

Ding Honglei and Han Weiguo's gang will definitely be traced back to him.

Should I talk to him about it first?

Cheng Zhen struggled with this decision for the entire meal, but in the end, he pulled Song Wenyu aside and gave her a long lecture.

...

Meanwhile, in a single-occupancy ward for senior cadres in the surgical department of Bingcheng People's Hospital, Xia Tianlu remained unconscious.

After intubation, her condition stabilized.

Meanwhile, an IV drip in her arm continuously administered large doses of antibiotics to prevent infection of the dirty key fob.

Xia Dong sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the face of his most beloved youngest daughter, without blinking all night.

His eyes were already bloodshot, almost dripping blood.

His deceased wife left him with two sets of twins, Xia Tianlei and Xia Tianting, who were mischievous and grew up before he knew it.

Summer Rain and Summer Dew are girls.

A daughter should be raised with utmost care and attention.

When Xia Tianlu was little, she was like a soft, white steamed bun. Her voice was so sweet and innocent, she was incredibly cute.

Unlike Xia Tianyu, who was born with a somewhat aloof personality, this little girl practically grew up clinging to him and was indeed spoiled rotten by him.

If that marital breakdown hadn't happened, if their mother hadn't died on the spot when they caught her husband cheating, Lulu's most admired person would still still be her father.

Unfortunately, his momentary lapse in judgment not only ruined his family but also alienated his two daughters from him.

Soon, his thoughts turned to the brother and sister, Su Yin and Su Ruyi.

His two daughters insisted on going to the countryside with Su Yin, even after he offered to find him a good job in Haicheng so he wouldn't have to go. He understood why.

His daughters disliked him and wanted to stay far away from him.

Both daughters transferred all their love for him to Su Yin.

Of course, this person is not Su Yin, but someone else.

Otherwise, they would have no way to express their inner pain.

He can't touch Su Yin yet, but he's already planned a hundred ways for him to die.

The divorce has been going on for more than three years, and the two daughters have been causing trouble for more than three years as well.

He always spoiled and indulged them, cleaning up their messes after them.

He thought that given time, his daughters would change their minds and accept him back.

However, he did not live to see that day.

His two daughters were ruined by a brother and sister from a poor family in Haicheng.

Especially Su Ruyi.

Although he had never met Su Ruyi, he had already mentally torn her to pieces countless times.

It was all because of a dilapidated rural courtyard that this little bitch was able to drive her Lulu to the brink of despair, leading her to choose to die together with her.

What is Su Ruyi anyway?

Does she qualify?

Just as Xia Dong was gritting his teeth, Han Weiguo knocked on the door and came in.

His tall figure was somewhat hunched over, because he hadn't slept all night either.

After handing the papers to Xia Dong, he collapsed onto the sofa with a thud: "Thirteen traditional Chinese medicine doctors with the surname Song have been identified throughout the province. Seven of them are under forty years old and have not yet been investigated. As for the other six, people have been sent to bring them over."

"Teacher, you've worked hard!" Xia Dong, who was already standing at attention, saluted.