Cui Huguo, the person in charge of supervising Qin Shuhan's logging team, heard footsteps behind him. He looked up and saw Song Lan walking over. Without thinking much, he spoke in a declarative sentence.
"Um."
Song Lan smiled and nodded, then stepped forward to greet the other person.
“Your dad and Lao Fu are over there.”
Cui Huguo pointed to two tall, thin figures lifting a section of tree trunk to his right and said, "Compared to before, your father's mental state has improved significantly since your visit. However, I noticed a hint of worry in his eyes. Is something wrong at your home?"
Upon hearing this, Song Lan said, "My dad is probably worried about my husband's health." She didn't elaborate.
Cui Huguo didn't ask for specifics, but he still inquired with concern: "Is your husband feeling any better now?"
"Much better."
Song Lan responded with a smile.
"That's good."
Cui Huguo's usually serious expression softened slightly. He said in a low voice, "There's still some time before you get off work. Do you need me to get your dormitory key from your dad? You can go back to the forest farm first."
"Need not."
Song Lan shook her head.
As Qin Boyan and Song Qinghui walked up behind her, Song Qinghui met Cui Huguo's gaze and took the initiative to greet him.
"This is my husband's younger brother."
Song Lan introduced Qin Boyan to Cui Huguo.
"Um."
Cui Huguo nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
Out of politeness, Qin Boyan greeted the other party.
"Sister-in-law, I'll go help Dad."
“I’ll go help too.”
Qin Boyan and Song Qinghui put the bag on the ground and were about to walk towards Qin Shuhan.
"Wait for me!"
Song Lan called out, indicating that they would go together.
"Sister-in-law, you can rest there for a while."
The implication is that there's no need to go there.
"Yes, little sister, you should rest well."
Song Qinghui also tried to stop it.
Cui Huguo said, "Listen to them. Even if you go, I won't give Lao Qin an extra work point."
Upon hearing this, Song Lan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know."
"The weather is getting colder, especially in winter. The temperature in the mountains is much lower than outside. You can bring more cold and fever medicine and a thick coat. If you have extra quilts at home, you can also bring one."
Cui Huguo kindly offered a reminder.
"good."
Song Lan understood the other person's good intentions, so she nodded and said thank you.
Cui Huguo pretended not to hear her "thank you" and said, "If you dress warmly in winter and don't get cold at night, you won't have any major health problems."
"You're right."
It seems she didn't think things through this time.
For example, a thick cotton quilt—to be honest, she hadn't considered that.
For example, she didn't think of cotton shoes, but she did consider cotton-padded jackets and trousers, thinking of bringing them when she came to the forest farm again.
Song Lan's gaze fell on Qin's father, lingered for a few seconds, and then turned to Fu Wenhan. No one knew what she was thinking, but her gaze lingered on her roommate, Qin's father, for a little longer.
"dad……"
Qin Boyan walked behind his father and called out as the father put down the tree trunk and straightened up. The moment his father turned around and their eyes met, Qin Boyan felt a lump in his throat. He stood there, raised his voice, and called out "Dad" again!
Confirming he wasn't seeing things, Qin Shuhan's throat tightened. After a long pause, a smile appeared on his face, his voice noticeably hoarse: "It's Boyan!"
"Dad, it's me, Boyan! I've come to see you!"
He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then stepped forward and hugged his father tightly: "Dad, I missed you so much!"
Qin Shuhan froze for a moment before slowly hugging his son back. It was his second son, the one who always seemed carefree and irresponsible. However, this son had clearly changed in his demeanor; he was less impulsive and more composed.
Gently patting his son's back, Qin Shuhan felt gratified by Qin Boyan's changes, but at the same time, he felt a pang of sadness, heartbroken for his children—if it weren't for the accidents that happened to him and his wife one after another, and the eldest son's accident as well, this silly boy wouldn't have grown up so quickly.
Qin Shuhan didn't think it was a big deal that his son was a bit unruly. As long as his son was healthy and lived a peaceful life, that was the greatest wish of any parent. However, his children were forced to grow up. If his wife were still alive, she would definitely feel the same way he did, and would also feel sorry for his children.
"Alright, Dad, isn't everything fine?"
The warm, damp feeling on his shoulder told Qin Shuhan that his son was crying. He patted the boy's back gently again and asked, "Did you come with your sister-in-law?"
"Um."
Qin Boyan nodded, then casually wiped away the tears on his face and turned his gaze to where Song Lan was standing.
Qin Shuhan followed his gaze and heard Song Lan calling him. He smiled and nodded, then looked away and said to Qin Boyan, "Go stay with your sister-in-law. Dad is busy right now."
"I'll help you."
Qin Boyan stood still.
"Uncle Qin".
Song Qinghui was talking with Fu Wenhan when he saw Qin Shuhan looking over, so he smiled and called out to him.
"Thank you for coming to see me again with Lanlan and my second child!"
Qin Shuhan spoke sincerely; he was genuinely grateful to the young man before him.
"Uncle Qin, you're too kind. Lanlan is my sister, and our two families are related by marriage. It's no big deal for me to come and see you." As he spoke, Song Qinghui suddenly remembered that Song Lan was in a hurry this time, so she hadn't prepared anything for Qin's father.
He didn't remember, and his mother probably didn't have time to think about it.
After all, the younger sister only stayed at home for a few minutes, so it was inevitable that the family wouldn't expect this.
It's alright, he can always make a special trip another day to bring some vegetables and eggs to his sister's father-in-law.
More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Forest farm.
Song Lan was busy cooking in front of the fire, while Song Qinghui and Qin Boyan worked together to fix the windows.
"Lanlan's cooking is amazing! I'm so lucky to be living in the same room as you!"
Inside the house, Fu Wenhan was chatting with Qin Shuhan. He smelled the aroma of chicken wafting in from outside and couldn't help but sigh.
"We live in the same house and take care of each other in our daily lives. When we have a nice meal together now and then, we can't talk about anything else."
Qin Shuhan's meaning was almost straightforward; he was telling Fu Wenhan that there was no need to be overly polite with him.
"I was just telling the truth!"
Fu Wenhan tilted his head back, forcing back the tears welling in his eyes. Then, he took a deep breath and met Qin's father's gaze again: "To be honest, I really envy you! Your son and daughter-in-law are both filial children. You must stay here and do well."
"the same as you!"
Qin Shuhan said, "Don't think about those unhappy things. If you miss the child, I don't mind if you treat my child as your own." It's never a bad thing to have someone to rely on.
Fu Wenhan immediately became serious: "You said it yourself!"
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