Song Lan glanced at Qin Yaxin, then turned to look at Song Guoqing. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Or perhaps, in your hearts, I'm not good enough?"
"No, no, no, sister-in-law, you're so kind! It's just that I have a low threshold for laughter and shouldn't have lost my composure. I'm so sorry!"
Qin Yaxin shook her head repeatedly, her attitude of admitting her mistake was too good.
"Sister, please forgive me. I'm just naive and have a low threshold for laughter, just like Sister Yaxin. Please forgive me, Sister!"
Song Guoqing tried his best to show that he sincerely admitted his mistake, but when he thought of Song Lan's boasting, he couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't that he disagreed with what his sister said; he just found it funny.
"Little sister, you're very funny!"
Song Qingbin smiled and shook his head, saying, "You can make everyone laugh with just a few words, which is quite different from your personality."
"Brother, if you say that, do you know what kind of personality I have?"
Song Lan's tone was full of curiosity.
"Your first impression is that you are a very intelligent and calm girl. Even though you smile when you speak, the calmness and wisdom in your eyes are impossible to ignore. Moreover, you give the impression that you can remain calm and composed no matter what happens, just like you would not change your expression even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you. I wonder if you think I am right or wrong?"
Song Qingbin's eyes were full of smiles. After listening to him, Song Lan became a little embarrassed. She said, "My personality is not as good as you say, big brother. For example, I can be irritable. If I get really angry, I might whip someone. You can ask Yaxin if you don't believe me."
He glanced at Qin Yaxin, which made the other person shiver involuntarily.
“Brother Song, my sister-in-law is not joking.”
Before Song Qingbin could even ask Qin Yaxin, she took the initiative to offer a response.
"Even a clay figure has some temper. If we, as people, don't have a bit of a temper, wouldn't we just become pushovers?"
With a smile in his eyes and mouth, Song Qingbin nodded as he spoke: "It's good to have a temper. Little sister, remember this: if anyone dares to bully or humiliate you, raise your little leather whip and lash them out."
Song Lan laughed out loud: "Big brother, you actually believed what I said? Haha..."
"Of course I believe you! You're my little sister, so I'll believe whatever you say unconditionally!"
Song Qingbin responded in a very serious manner.
Song Lan had just stopped laughing when she heard this, and couldn't help but laugh again. After a moment, she said, "I'm touched by you, brother!" Her eyes were filled with emotion. "But I'm not a saint, and I might be wrong sometimes. You don't have to believe everything I say."
Song Qingbin: "That won't do. Our parents have said at home that you are very smart, and that all the other people in our family combined are not as smart as you. They told me, your second brother, and my younger brother to listen to you more often, which will not do us any harm."
Song Guoqing: "Sister, I can testify that what my brother said is true, and Mom and Dad did say that at home!"
"Oh dear! This flattery is making me a little reluctant to take it off!"
As soon as Song Lan uttered her words, coupled with her deliberately funny expression, Song Qingbin, Song Guoqing, and Qin Yaxin all burst into laughter.
"Sister-in-law, you're so funny!"
Qin Yaxin laughed and said, "If I told my older brother what you just said, along with your little expression, I guarantee my older brother would be absolutely shocked!"
Am I still your sister-in-law?
Song Lan pretended to be serious and glanced at Qin Yaxin: "If that's the case, then don't ruin my image in front of your older brother."
"You've always been my sister-in-law!"
As Qin Yaxin spoke, she couldn't help but burst into laughter again. She thought to herself, "My sister-in-law is so funny! Haha... what do you mean 'if'? Did my dear sister-in-law suddenly have a mental blank and forget her current identity?"
—The eldest daughter-in-law of the Qin family, Qin Yaxin's sister-in-law!
They chatted and laughed all the way to the town. Just like last time, they watched Song Guoqing enter the town's middle school. Afterward, Song Lan and Qin Yaxin said goodbye to Song Qingbin. The two sisters-in-law rode their bicycles and arrived home in no time.
Since he had nothing to do at home, Qin Boyan had already prepared dinner when Song Lan and Qin Yaxin entered the courtyard.
"Is Dad alright?"
Watching Song Lan go to her older brother Qin Yanzheng's room, Qin Boyan turned his gaze to Qin Yaxin, only to hear her reply, "I'm fine!"
Where is Uncle Fu?
Thinking of Fu Wenhan, Qin Boyan couldn't help but ask Qin Yaxin again.
"That's fine too."
Qin Yaxin turned on the tap, washed her hands, and then her face. She said, "It seems like there's smoke coming from our chimney. You haven't already made dinner, have you?"
"You're smart."
Qin Boyan's expression was slightly arrogant: "I'm not like you, you have to be turned over with a shovel before you'll move."
"If you want to say I'm lazy, just say so, but whether I admit it or not is up to me."
Qin Yaxin snorted and said, "Haven't you heard the saying 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation'? I'm not the same person I used to be, so please stop looking at me with old eyes."
Unexpectedly, Qin Boyan rolled his eyes: "You're only slightly better than you were in the capital, yet you dare to use 'a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' to describe yourself?"
"Nothing can be accomplished overnight. Since I have made some changes, it means I am making changes. One day, my changes will surprise you!"
Qin Yaxin raised her chin, glared at Qin Boyan, and walked back to her room.
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“I told Dad that your eyesight has been restored, and he was very happy to hear that.”
"It's all thanks to you!"
"You can't say that. Without your cooperation, even if I had the ability to heal you, it would all be for nothing."
Song Lan smiled as she looked at Qin Yanzheng with clear and pure eyes. Suddenly, she noticed a look of doting affection in Qin Yanzheng's smiling black eyes, and her heart began to pound faster.
She casually avoided the other person's gaze, trying her best to remain calm.
What is Qin Yanzheng doing? His eyes suddenly filled with doting affection, it's terrifying... No, I have to get out of his sight quickly, otherwise, judging from the temperature on my face, she'll definitely notice something's wrong!
Suppressing her discomfort, Song Lan turned her gaze back to Qin Yanzheng: "I'll go make dinner."
"Second brother has finished."
Qin Yanzheng sat in his wheelchair by the desk by the window. The light was good there. He had a book about three fingers thick lying face down on his knees. It was easy to see what he was doing before Song Lan appeared.
At this moment, the doting and smiling look in his eyes became even more obvious. He pointed to the chair next to him, and his cold, deep but gentle voice came out of his mouth: "Sit down and chat for a while."
"No, thank you... You can continue reading. I... I won't bother you anymore!"
Song Lan made an excuse to leave.
"You're nervous."
Qin Yanzheng's tone was certain.
"Really? I don't think so!"
Song Lan looked completely innocent.
What do I have to be nervous about? You're not a tiger, you can't possibly eat me, can you?
Hearing her thoughts, Qin Yanzheng found it amusing and said, "I'm not a tiger that eats people."
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