Seeing that the car was about to continue moving forward, Wei's mother quickly stopped chatting and said something to the young driver.
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Song Lan had no idea that two jeeps from Beijing had come to a stop in front of her house, and naturally she didn't know that the people in the jeeps were there to see her.
"Auntie!"
Inside the Xiao family's thatched cottage, Grandpa Xiao and his wife were chatting about the entanglements between Grandpa Chen and the Xiao and Chen families. Outside, Grandpa Xiao was sitting in a bamboo chair, basking in the sun with his grandson and grandson Xiao Yu in his arms.
The little baby Chenchen was a clever child. She was sitting in her father Xiao's lap, turning her little head, looking around curiously. Before she knew it,
He saw Song Lan walking over carrying a bulging travel bag, and immediately called out to Song Lan in his childish voice, while struggling to slide off Xiao's father's lap.
"Chenchen!"
Song Lan smiled broadly as she responded to the fair-skinned baby with delicate features.
In fact, four generations of the Xiao family have almost all used the same face.
Xiao's father looked very much like the old master Xiao, and Xiao Yu also looked very much like Xiao's father.
As for little Chenchen, she is a miniature version of Xiao Yu.
Without a doubt, the Xiao family's genes are very strong, and they are being optimized with each generation.
Indeed, even though Mrs. Luo, Mr. Xiao's wife, has white hair and the marks of time on her face, it is still easy to see her beauty in her youth.
Moreover, the old lady's temperament emanated from her very being; she was gentle, elegant, and scholarly, truly a very cultured old lady.
As for Xiao Yu's mother, Song Lan had never met her, but the fact that she could give birth to such a handsome son as Xiao Yu showed that she herself was quite beautiful.
However, his character is another matter!
Song Lan also didn't know what Xiao Yu's ex-wife, Chenchen's biological mother, looked like.
However, judging from the appearance of the little baby Chenchen, it probably won't be too bad.
Okay, even though her appearance is just average, she is completely outmatched by Xiao Yu in terms of genes.
This led to the creation of a miniature version of Xiao Yu, namely, the little baby Chenchen.
"Xiao Song is here. Come in and sit down."
Mr. Xiao stood up, holding his grandson, and smiled at Song Lan.
"good."
Song Lan smiled and nodded.
"Grandpa Xiao, Grandma Luo, I've come to see you!"
Upon entering the thatched hut, Song Lan greeted the two elderly people and then said, "Let me take your pulses first to see how your health has been lately."
"Your Grandpa Xiao and I are in good health, all thanks to the medicine you gave us to help regulate our bodies. Thank you so much, Nanny!"
Grandma Luo's smile was genuine, and her words came from the heart. Every time she saw Song Lan, she liked her more and more.
But he always felt regretful and thought more than once how wonderful it would be if his eldest grandson could be one against Song Lan.
That's what she thought, but Old Madam Luo knew it was impossible, because Song Lan was already married, and she had heard about it from Xiao Yu.
Therefore, they felt even more regretful that the Xiao family had missed out on such a good granddaughter-in-law, and that Xiao Yu had missed out on such a good partner!
"Grandpa Xiao is indeed in good health."
After taking Grandpa Xiao's pulse, Song Lan smiled and said something, then immediately took Grandma Luo's pulse.
A moment later, she said, "Grandma Luo is still a bit weak and needs to rest carefully for a while longer."
After a pause, Song Lan got up and opened the travel bag that Xiao Yu had casually placed on the table.
"As usual, I brought some rice, flour, and cooking oil, and I also brought a can of malted milk powder."
After taking out the rice, flour, oil, and malted milk powder, Song Lan continued to take out more things, saying, "These are milk powder and White Rabbit milk candy for Chenchen."
"Thank you, Auntie!"
The little baby was so happy that his eyes curved into crescent moons.
You're welcome!
Song Lan smiled, took out a set of children's clothes from her travel bag, unfolded them for the little baby to see, and asked, "Auntie made these for Chenchen by hand, do you like them?"
I love it!
The little baby nodded his head emphatically.
The clothes are brown with a small lapel.
The overalls are blue.
While making clothes for her two little ones, Song Lan also made a set for her baby Chenchen.
"Lanlan, you've really gone to too much trouble!"
Grandma Luo said with deep emotion, "I won't say thank you, but please don't spend so much money in the future."
After all, you have your own family. If taking care of our whole family causes you to have conflicts with your family, how could we feel at ease?
"Don't worry, my husband is a very good person, and his monthly income is much higher than mine. Our family doesn't need my salary."
Song Lan said, "I'll try to bring you two thick quilts later. It's getting colder and colder, and it wouldn't be good if you caught a cold."
You should also prepare cotton-padded clothes.
It looks like I'll have to make a few more trips to the black market.
After chatting with Grandma Luo, Grandpa Xiao, and Xiao's father for a while, Song Lan was about to say goodbye when suddenly hurried footsteps came from outside the thatched house.
"Old Xiao! Old Xiao, are you there?"
"It's Old Li. He must have run into some trouble."
Grandma Luo said something to Grandpa Xiao, then turned her gaze to Xiao's father: "Go out and see if your Uncle Li has something urgent to attend to."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Xiao turned around and left the room in a few steps.
Grandpa Xiao and Xiao Yu followed them toward the door.
At this moment, Song Lan picked up the baby Chenchen and saw Xiao's father hurriedly walk into the house.
"Mom, Uncle Shen is coughing up blood. Uncle Li said he's probably not going to make it and asked if we have any medicine to try and see if we can make another effort!"
Upon hearing Mr. Xiao's words, Old Mrs. Luo frowned slightly: "You can't just eat anything."
You have to use the right medicine for the right condition, otherwise, if you take the wrong medicine, it could really be fatal!
"Should I go take a look? Is it nearby?"
Song Lan then spoke.
"It's not far, at most fifty meters from here, but... won't this cause you trouble?"
Xiao's father hesitated, speaking to Song Lan while keeping an eye on his mother's expression.
Before Old Mrs. Luo could say anything, Song Lan said, "It's alright. I'm going to rescue people, not to do anything illegal."
Put the baby on the ground.
"Chenchen, stay home and listen to your great-grandmother. Your aunt is going to do some chores with your grandfather. She'll come back and hug our little darling later."
"OK!"
The little baby nodded obediently.
Song Lan didn't say anything more and quickly walked out the door with Xiao's father.
She carried a military green canvas bag slung across her body, containing a military water bottle, which served as a convenient cover for retrieving her needle case and necessary medicine from the bamboo building in her spatial dimension.
Grandpa Xiao and Xiao Yu had already gone to the thatched hut not far away with Uncle Li.
"Lanlan is here!"
When Grandpa Xiao saw Song Lan, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that with Song Lan around, they might be able to save a life.
On a wooden plank bed covered with dry grass, an old man lay with his eyes closed. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would probably be considered dead.
reason?
The old man's face was almost lifeless.
"Old Shen, hang in there, you'll be alright!"
"Yes, Lao Shen, you have to hang in there!"
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