After parting ways with Sister Wang, Wei Shengli walked beside Wang Pujun and casually said something.
"It is indeed very big."
Wang Pujun deeply agrees.
Wei Shengli: "This shows that Comrade Song's wife holds an unusual position in the factory."
Wang Pujun: "What you really want to say is that their position is not only not low, but probably very high, otherwise, their family wouldn't be able to live in such a big courtyard."
Upon hearing this, Wei Shengli paused briefly, then smiled and said, "Okay, that's what I really think."
"What's the use of thinking more? It just shows that Comrade Song's wife is capable, unlike us, who can only see the end of our lives."
Wang Pujun sighed.
"Have some ambition, will you? Maybe one day you'll be the next Section Chief Liu."
Wei Shengli nudged Wang Pujun with his elbow and said with a smile, "There's a saying: A soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier. We need to have ideals, don't you think?"
"Okay, I wish you all the best in advance that your dream comes true."
Glancing at Wei Shengli, Wang Pujun said, "I'm going back. Take care." Ahead was a fork in the road; the two didn't live together, but at opposite ends of the road.
See you Monday.
Wei Shengli waved back.
Wang Pujun grunted in response and said nothing more before turning onto the left-hand path.
"Did you administer acupuncture to anyone in the security department?"
When Song Lan returned to the kitchen and heard Wu Dong's question, she gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Sister Wang has migraines. I heard her mention it to Deputy Section Chief Fang at work the other day, so I took her pulse and promised to treat her with acupuncture another day. I happened to go to work early this afternoon, so I treated Sister Wang with acupuncture and solved her migraine problem."
"You're just asking for trouble."
"Sister Wang's migraine is just a minor ailment and didn't cause me much trouble."
"But you've brought yourself new patients."
"...I didn't expect Comrade Wang to come to my house to see me, but since he knows from Comrade Wei that I treated Sister Wang and that he came to ask for help out of filial piety, I can't just refuse him now that I know."
"But if you do this... once the word spreads from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, it will only make you suffer."
"Whether Comrade Wang's mother can be cured is still uncertain, and it is too early to consider other options."
Song Lan smiled, but her hands continued moving.
We're out of steamed buns at home, so we need to steam a batch.
However, Song Lan didn't forget to take the time to get a medical license. After all, in this world, having a medical license would make it safer to treat people privately.
Perhaps because of something at school today, Qin Boyan and Qin Yaxin arrived home half an hour later than the previous two days. When they saw the pickled fish on the dining table, their eyes lit up. After washing their hands, they sat down at the table without saying a word.
"Did anything happen at school?"
Song Lan asked before picking up her chopsticks.
"No."
Qin Boyan shook his head.
"Don't you think you're a little late coming back today?"
Song Lan asked again.
Upon hearing this, Qin Boyan slapped his forehead and hurriedly said, "My second sister was on duty today. She was cleaning after school, so I waited for her outside the classroom for a while. I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I should have told you as soon as I got back."
"It's okay, eat up."
She was just worried that something might have happened between the two of them at school, which would have caused them to come home a little late after school.
Five or six minutes later, Qin Boyan saw Song Lan get up and couldn't help but say, "Sister-in-law, this pickled fish is so delicious, why don't you eat more?"
"If you like it, eat more. I'll go feed your older brother some fish soup."
The crucian carp soup that Song Lan made for Qin Yanzheng was drying on the cutting board. Song Lan went to the kitchen first, and a moment later, she brought a bowl of milky white and fragrant crucian carp soup to Qin Yanzheng's room.
"I'll do it myself."
Slowly extending his hand, Qin Yanzheng said, "You go eat yours, I can manage on my own."
"Let me feed you."
Song Lan didn't hand the bowl to the other person. She said, "The temperature is just right, there are no bones in it, it tastes fresh and fragrant, and the soup is thick. You have to finish it. It's very nutritious."
Did you leave any for yourself?
Qin Yanzheng asked.
"There's a big bowl of sauerkraut fish on the table, which I made with sea bass. However, I saved some crucian carp soup for Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu." Hearing Song Lan say this, Qin Yanzheng frowned slightly: "Why didn't you save any for yourself?"
"I'm perfectly healthy, I don't need it."
Song Lan smiled as she fed Qin Yanzheng almost half a bowl of water, but Qin Yanzheng refused to drink any more, saying, "You drink the rest."
"How do you know there's anything left in the bowl if you can't see it?"
Looking at the nearly half-eaten crucian carp soup left in the bowl, Song Lan said helplessly, "If you want to recover as soon as possible, will you listen to me?" As she spoke, she continued to feed Qin Yanzheng, but Qin Yanzheng did not cooperate.
"Qin Yanzheng, are you trying to make me angry?"
Song Lan deliberately added annoyance to her tone.
Are you angry?
Qin Yanzheng's heart tightened. He didn't want her to be angry, especially if it was because of him that she was angry.
"You already know, why are you asking?"
Song Lan said, "As long as you obediently drink the rest of the fish soup, my mood will improve, and my anger will naturally subside."
"You...I..."
Qin Yanzheng was at a loss for words.
"Stop with the 'you, you, me, me,' just drink it. If you finish it, I'll make you some pig's feet soup tomorrow."
Seeing the man open his mouth, Song Lan fed him while talking, and then she saw his face gradually turn red.
She blinked, quickly understood the reason, and couldn't help but smile.
I'm sorry!
She's so thin-skinned, even more easily embarrassed than she is, a woman from ancient times. Well, Song Lan seems to have forgotten that she spent six or seven years in the army with a group of rough men.
They've probably all forgotten how to blush.
After finishing the last sip of crucian carp soup, Qin Yanzheng was about to say something when Song Lan took a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth. Instantly, the temperature on Qin Yanzheng's face, which had finally calmed down, soared again.
He subconsciously raised his hand and surprisingly grabbed Song Lan's wrist.
"Let go, I'm wiping your mouth."
Song Lan spoke up.
“I can do it myself.”
As he said this, Qin Yanzheng hurriedly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.
His ears were red, and his neck and handsome face were also noticeably red.
Song Lan wasn't much better off.
The moment Qin Yanzheng grabbed her wrist, her face flushed instantly. When she came to her senses, she felt incredibly uncomfortable, and her heart rate became erratic, making her wonder if she had contracted some kind of acute illness.
"I haven't finished my meal yet, so I won't stay here with you any longer."
She got up and quickly left the room, afraid that if she stayed any longer, she wouldn't know what to do.
"Sister-in-law, your face is so red!"
When Tuanzi Xiaowu saw Song Lan, she immediately said something.
"You've got the wrong idea, hurry up and eat."
Song Lan lowered her head and picked up the porridge to drink.
"My eyes are wide open, sister-in-law! Your face is so red, just like a red apple!"
Little Five couldn't tell that his sister-in-law Song Lan was blushing with shyness. He only knew that his beloved sister-in-law's face was red, and he was certain that he was not mistaken.
"Sister-in-law, your face is indeed very red. Could it be that my brother has bullied you?"
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