Ruan Qingling's eyes were clear and charming as she looked at Song Shiting: "We've been married for so long, and I haven't been home even once. I should go and see you."
She had a dream last night, and she still remembered it when she woke up this morning. It was a very strange dream. It was when she was a child, riding bicycles with her grandmother in the park.
Then the dream suddenly changed... and I was being beaten at home.
The girl in her dream was not a reflection of her childhood experiences.
But it felt very real, like it was happening to her, so she felt it must be the female lead's experience.
Why was Zhao Mei in such a hurry to marry her off, and why did she have to marry her off to a remote mountain village? The month after her marriage, Ruan Meiying went to work in Jingcheng.
She felt something was amiss and didn't know what kind of work Ruan Meiying was doing in Jingcheng.
But she wanted to find out for herself.
Song Shiting asked, "Is there anything I need to bring?"
Ruan Qingling thought for a moment and said, "Just buy some things."
If too much is bought, Zhao Mei will benefit.
Song Shiting nodded
"I'll make some arrangements and set a time so we can go together."
Although Zhou Xiangdong has investigated and confirmed there is a problem, they can go directly to the Ruan family to see Zhao Mei's reaction.
Ruan Qingling nodded.
Song Shiting said, "I boiled some eggs and fried some dough sticks."
Ruan Qingling smiled and said, "Very impressive."
She gave him a thumbs-up, moved closer, and stood beside him.
The subtle fragrance instantly overpowered the smell of peanut oil, filling his nostrils.
Song Shiting held up his eyelids and secretly glanced at her.
Her skin was already quite fair, but it seems to have become even smoother recently.
Especially her facial features, they seem to be getting more and more stunning.
Ruan Qingling looked into the pot and asked, "Why did you suddenly decide to fry dough sticks?"
Song Shiting looked away and said, "I have some time this morning and I want to eat fried dough sticks."
Ruan Qingling: "But it's a little incomplete if you have fried dough sticks but no soy milk."
Song Shiting: "I'll fry the dough sticks and then go out to buy some soy milk."
If I make soy milk myself, I really won't have enough time.
After finishing breakfast, Song Shiting went to the bureau.
Having made arrangements, I prepared to accompany Ruan Qingling to the city.
At noon, Ruan Qingling heard that Song Shiting had taken two days off.
She looked at him in surprise.
Song Shiting, however, didn't think it was a big deal.
He wouldn't have treated her badly if she hadn't gone too far when he married her.
The two of them can now get along so peacefully.
He wanted to try his best.
Another point is that Ruan Qingling is the mother of his daughter.
No matter what, he didn't want her to be in any danger.
"Thank you," Ruan Qingling said to Song Shiting.
Song Shiting looked at her.
Her "thank you" sounded unusually distant.
Song Shiting's eyes were somewhat deep as he said, "There's no need for such formalities between us."
It felt like she was trying to sever ties with him.
Ruan Qingling said, "Okay."
Seeing the complex light in his eyes, Ruan Qingling was a little at a loss.
It's as if being polite to him would hurt his feelings.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you anymore." She smiled faintly.
Song Shiting nodded.
"All the letters have been sent out."
If he hadn't helped Ruan Qingling send letters, he wouldn't have known that she submitted articles to so many magazines and newspapers.
I knew Ruan Qingling had been very active lately, but I was still surprised by how fast she wrote.
Ya Ya loves her dad.
But she prefers her little bunny.
Sitting in the fenced-in vehicle, her little hands reached through the fence.
It reached out to the little rabbit.
Song Shiting asked Ruan Qingling, "Are we going to kill a chicken tonight?"
Ruan Qingling glanced at the chicken; the previous one had just been eaten.
She nodded.
Song Shiting still had to go out to work in the afternoon.
There has been no further news of the person who suddenly stole Liu Qin's necklace that night, or the person who tried to deal with Ruan Qingling in the middle of the night.
Song Shiting felt that he had been pursuing them too closely these past few days, which made those two people afraid to come out.
He decided to relax a bit and let the rats out to roam, then he would wait for the right opportunity to catch them.
This afternoon I need to handle an accident and visit the health center to make records.
As soon as I arrived here, I ran into Lao Wu.
Old Wu said, "I've missed you a few days."
Song Shiting looked at him intently and said, "I hope I get better."
Old Wu said, "I hope you get better every day, I would never hope you get worse. The medicine you made for me was taken away by the city hospital, and now I need two more kilograms of the same quality medicine."
Song Shiting said, "It will take some time."
Old Wu asked, "Haven't you been making medicine all this time?"
Song Shiting simply said, "I haven't done it recently."
Old Wu looked at him with a questioning gaze.
"Who makes medicine? Why have you never dared to let me know?"
Song Shiting said, "What do you need to know this for?"
Old Wu said, "Now that I know, I can contact the other party myself without going through you."
Song Shiting bluntly stated, "You won't find her without me."
Old Wu: "Don't be like that, everything can be discussed, you can't do it this way." Song Shiting said: "Nothing is impossible, I think it's okay."
Old Wu said, "Don't be like that, everything can be discussed. I have some good news for you."
Song Shiting: "Let's not talk about the injection anymore."
Old Wu immediately said, "No, it's not about the injection. The health center is recruiting, but there's an exam. There are only two openings. The person who can make medicine must be familiar with medical or pharmacological principles. Such a talented person shouldn't be overlooked. They should step forward and serve the people."
Song Shiting pursed his lips into a straight line.
Ruan Qingling can make medicine and suture.
It wouldn't be bad to have her come to the clinic.
He asked, "What time?"
Old Wu said, "It should be early next month. I just received the news."
Finally, he emphasized: "First-hand information."
Song Shiting nodded and said nothing more.
Old Wu asked, "So, could you introduce this person to me?"
Song Shiting: "No."
Old Wu found it increasingly strange.
Who made him cover it up so tightly?
Unless it has bad ingredients.
But I don't care about that anymore.
As long as you don't mention it, no one will investigate.
"Tell me, is it someone I know, and you're afraid to tell me?"
He thought for a moment, then suddenly asked Song Shiting, "Is she your wife?"
That's spot on.
Song Shiting looked at him.
Old Wu felt he had guessed correctly.
"Is it because of her that you've been unwilling?"
Otherwise, he couldn't think of anyone else!
Old Wu was quite certain and said, "I think that's it. Don't be a chauvinist and don't always think about keeping women at home. It's a modern age, women can hold up half the sky."
Song Shiting looked at him intently: "Didn't you tell me to get a divorce before?"
Before she could finish speaking, Old Wu interrupted her: "No, absolutely not. It was just a misunderstanding back then, but it's over now. Aren't you two living a good life? Just keep living together. Look at you two now, one of you is a policeman. If the other came to work at the health center, wouldn't that be great? I heard she even has a degree?"
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