The glass bottle was fragile, so Song Yan wrapped it up again and again and asked a patient from J City who was there for treatment to take it back.
In addition to these people, Song Yan also prepared things for Lao Zeng's three old buddies.
Not only did Song Yan prepare the items, but he also had to take them to each household.
While fiddling with the things, Song Yan said, "What's so great about a holiday? It's too much!"
Visiting the elderly usually takes place in the morning, and Song Yan didn't go to the hospital for the three days before the Dragon Boat Festival.
Fortunately, Song Yan only needs to tell Di Minxia what he wants to bring when he wants to visit someone. Di Minxia can prepare some things in advance.
Song Yan was also intentionally training Di Minxia to do these things. Song Yan's words were that she needed a personal assistant.
Di Minxia is very satisfied with her current job, and she tries her best to do whatever Song Yan tells her to do. Song Yan is also quite satisfied with this.
Today we are visiting three of Lao Zeng's old buddies.
Since the three people were of equal importance, the order of visits was based on the location of their homes, following the most convenient route arranged by Di Minxia.
According to the plan, we will visit three houses this morning and then go home.
The first family is the He family, and the second family is the Wen family.
Di Minxia accompanied Song Yan. She pushed her bicycle and put her things on it.
Song Yan took some things to visit the old man, while Di Minxia waited outside with her bicycle.
Watching Song Yan come out of the Wen family's house, Di Minxia said, "Alright, now there's only one left!"
Song Yan lowered her head, "It's so tiring to celebrate a holiday..." Song Yan suddenly turned her head to look behind her, and she felt that someone was watching her.
Sure enough, a woman was staring at her; Song Yan definitely didn't recognize this woman.
The woman quickly turned her head away after being looked at by Song Yan.
There are countless people on the road, and Song Yan certainly wouldn't notice such an ordinary person. It's just that her gaze was too focused.
They were going to the last house together, the Quan family's house.
Di Minxia was very conscientious about being a personal assistant. Previously, she couldn't help Song Yan carry things because she had things on her bicycle and was afraid they would get stolen.
This was the last package, so Di Minxia quickly grabbed it and followed behind Song Yan.
Upon entering the Quan family home, Song Yan introduced himself.
At home were Grandpa Quan's second son and his wife.
Coincidentally, the woman was the same one Old Master Quan's second daughter-in-law, the same woman he had seen at the Wen family's door. She had short, shoulder-length hair and wore a dark blue dress. Just an ordinary woman.
It just so happened that Old Man Quan wasn't home. Song Yanjie's visit was merely to express his goodwill; he didn't necessarily intend to give it to Old Man Quan in person.
Song Yan planned to leave as soon as he put his things down. Quan's second wife spoke up, "You said you were coming to see our old man, but you're leaving without even seeing him? You're so insincere!"
Looking over, Song Yan thought, "Today, I'm going to find a stink bug while eating sunflower seeds!"
Song Yan: "I really don't know whether I'm sincere or not. When did it become your turn to judge?"
"They only brought this much; the Zeng family isn't that stingy. It's just that the person in charge now is stingy!" said Quan's second wife.
Quan Er was surprised by his wife's words; after all, she had come to their door with gifts. "How dare you speak like that?"
"You'd better apologize to Comrade Song right now!" He kept winking at his wife. He had already sent his youngest son to call his grandfather.
If the old man were to hear his wife speak like that, she would be asking for trouble.
Quan's second wife felt she hadn't said anything wrong. What exactly did Song Yan bring when he arrived at the door?!
He was carrying a small net bag. It contained nothing more than pastries and the like—how much could it be worth? Plus a bottle of wine. And it wasn't even the original bottled wine with a label.
It was a saline bottle, the kind of glass bottle used for injections in hospitals, filled with bulk liquor. Giving someone a bottle of bulk liquor as a gift—it's a wonder they're even giving it away.
Quan's second daughter-in-law: "I'm not greedy for things. Whether it's a lot or a little, it's the thought that counts. Our family doesn't need anything!"
But she'd already been to everyone else's house before finally coming to ours. Look how late it is!
If she truly respected Dad, would she have made him wait all morning?
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