"No."
Wu Dong responded truthfully.
"Did you hear that? I only said one sentence."
Song Lan smiled slightly: "Alright, you can continue listening to your radio, Comrade Wu can continue reading, I'm going to the kitchen." As she walked to the door, she couldn't help but wonder: Could someone be hallucinating? Looks like I'll have to give that person a good talking-to later!
Little did she know, behind her, Qin Yanzheng's expression instantly became extremely uncomfortable.
Song Lan left the room and went straight to the kitchen. After her footsteps faded away, Qin Yanzheng asked Wu Dong, "After she said she was going to check the kitchen, are you sure you didn't hear her mention anything else?" Needless to say, the "she" he was referring to was Song Lan.
"No."
Wu Dong put down his book, turned to look at Qin Yanzheng, his eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Comrade Qin, are you perhaps hallucinating?"
"Perhaps."
As he spoke, Qin Yanzheng explained, "I was a little dazed just now." It seemed that he had heard his wife Song Lan's thoughts.
But... but this is a bit too fantastical!
Qin Yanzheng's heart was filled with turbulent emotions.
He had found it strange the last time, but his wife, Song Lan, said she didn't say anything. This time, just now, after confirming with her, he was certain that she hadn't said anything more.
Therefore, his judgment, or guess, was correct: he was able to hear his wife Song Lan's inner thoughts.
After a while, Wu Dong didn't hear Qin Yanzheng speak again. He couldn't help but look away, sit up straight, and pick up the book to continue reading.
It was approaching evening.
When Wang Pujun arrived at Song Lan's house, his hands were full of gifts. As soon as he saw Song Lan, he sincerely thanked her and placed the gifts he was carrying on the coffee table in the living room, insisting that Song Lan accept them.
"You're being too polite!"
Song Lan said helplessly, "I was just helping out with a small favor. Look at how many thank-you gifts you brought. How can I possibly accept them?"
"Not at all."
As he spoke, Wang Pujun pulled out a wad of ten-yuan notes from his jacket pocket and placed them next to the gifts he had brought before Song Lan could react: “Comrade Song, if you don’t accept this, you’re disrespecting me, Wang Pujun.”
"you……"
Song Lan didn't know what to say.
“If it weren’t for you giving my mother acupuncture, her headaches would have continued indefinitely. I’m telling the truth. After all, the doctors at our hospital couldn’t find the cause of her headaches. Even if I took her to a big hospital in the city, they might not be able to find the cause either.”
Besides, going to a big hospital in the city for treatment would definitely cost a lot; we might even have to use all our family savings, and my mother's condition might not improve. Therefore, Comrade Song, you are a great benefactor to our whole family, and it is only right that we give you a gift of gratitude.”
He had actually learned that even large hospitals in the provincial capital didn't have the equipment to diagnose lesions in patients' brains.
This clearly demonstrates that Comrade Song's medical skills are truly remarkable. He relieved his mother's pain, prevented her family from wasting money and becoming penniless, and also put an end to their quarrels.
At this moment, he presented a small gift on behalf of his family as a token of his gratitude.
"Alright, I'll accept the gift, but you can keep the money."
From Wang Pujun's attitude, Song Lan realized that if she didn't accept anything, Wang Pujun definitely wouldn't let it go. Therefore, she decided to leave a thank-you gift.
Unexpectedly, Wang Pujun said, "That money is part of the thank-you gift. My parents asked me to bring it to you. If you don't accept it, I won't be able to explain it to my parents when I go back. In order not to put me in a difficult position, Comrade Song, you should keep it."
With that, Wang Pujun turned and walked towards the living room door: "See you at work tomorrow, I'm leaving!" He waved and strode away.
Song Lan picked up the stack of ten-yuan bills on the coffee table and hurriedly chased after him out of the living room. Hearing her footsteps, Wang Pujun quickened his pace and rushed to the courtyard gate.
"That person really walks fast!"
Shaking her head with a hint of helplessness, Song Lan looked at the large sum of money in her hand. She stood in the yard for a moment before returning to the living room.
"Are they all for our family?"
Looking at the thank-you gifts laid out on the coffee table, Qin Yaxin couldn't hide her surprise: "This is too much... and the money in my sister-in-law's hand, there must be at least a hundred or two, right?"
"More of what?"
Qin Boyan glanced at Qin Yaxin indifferently: "Sister-in-law, you cured Comrade Wang's mother's headache. Moreover, Comrade Wang said that his mother had been examined several times at the factory's staff hospital, but the cause of her illness could not be found."
But not only did the sister-in-law diagnose the cause of Comrade Wang's mother's headache, she also cured her. This is equivalent to giving her a second chance at life. In my opinion, it is not too much for Comrade Wang to give these gifts on behalf of his family.
As for the money that Comrade Wang gave to his sister-in-law, she also said that it was only part of the thank-you gift. Besides, if they went to a big hospital in the provincial capital for examination, the cost would definitely be much higher, and even then, they might not be able to get a proper diagnosis, let alone cure the disease.
In short, I think it's perfectly reasonable for my sister-in-law to accept the gift from Comrade Wang's family.
"I support what my second brother said!"
Tuanzi Xiaowu raised his little hand and said, "The thank-you gift was given by someone else, and it's what my sister-in-law deserves!"
“Comrade Song, I agree with what Boyan and Xiao Wu said. To put it another way, you earned their gratitude through your own abilities, so there’s no need to overthink it.” This was Wu Dong’s voice.
"I haven't even said anything yet, and you've all given your opinions. Now, what am I supposed to say?"
Song Lan shook her head with amusement, then casually pointed to the 150 yuan note in her hand and continued, "This is 150 yuan. What I mean is... we'll keep the thank-you gift on the coffee table, and I'll return the 150 yuan in my hand to Comrade Wang when I go to work tomorrow."
"They definitely won't want it."
Wu Dong spoke with certainty, but after a moment's thought, he added, "If you really don't want to accept it, you can try returning it."
"Why don't you just not pay it back!"
Qin Yaxin blinked. She really wanted to buy a pair of leather shoes, but she hadn't asked for them recently because of her family's situation. Now that she had some unexpected income, it shouldn't be too much for her to ask for thirty yuan later, right?
Thinking this, Qin Yaxin couldn't help but say, "Sister-in-law, I want to buy a pair of leather shoes. I heard from my classmates that they sell for 23 yuan at the supply and marketing cooperative. Can you give me 25 yuan, and I can use the remaining two yuan as my pocket money? Is that okay?"
As the words fell, her gaze fell on the 150 yuan in Song Lan's hand. Just then, Qin Boyan spoke up irritably: "Just a moment ago you were saying that Comrade Wang gave your sister-in-law a lot of thank-you gifts, but now you're asking her for money to buy leather shoes. Qin Yaxin, can you be any more shameless?!"
"Wouldn't it have been better if I'd been out of my mind before?"
Qin Yaxin glared at Qin Boyan and said, "The money was earned by my sister-in-law, it has nothing to do with you. Besides, I asked my sister-in-law for money to buy leather shoes, what does it have to do with you?"
Qin Boyan rolled his eyes: "You're the epitome of vanity. Look at what you're wearing. Those are leather shoes, bought with money you asked Mom for half a year ago. Are they pinching your feet now? Besides, you have at least three pairs of sneakers in your room. Aren't they enough for you?"
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