Chen Dongsheng's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. He really wanted to ask: Are you sure you're not showing off?
Zhao Yunzhen and their superiors, who were standing next to him, all pursed their lips and suppressed a smile.
It seems that Qin Yanzheng and Chen Dongsheng are at odds, which is undoubtedly very strange and puzzling!
"Comrade Qin is very fortunate to be able to marry such an outstanding female comrade as Comrade Song Lan."
"Comrade Chen is right, I also feel very fortunate."
Qin Yanzheng's dark eyes were filled with laughter and tenderness as he said, "Sometimes I can't help but think, must I have accumulated good karma for eight lifetimes to be so fortunate as to marry such a wonderful girl as my wife!"
Chen Dongsheng's lips twitched again. He wanted nothing more than to grab Qin Yanzheng's shoulders and shake him: "That's enough! Nobody's going to take Comrade Song Lan away from you!"
If Qin Yanzheng knew what he was thinking at this moment, he would definitely say: Who said that? With my lover's talent, looks, and character, there are plenty of other men who want to steal her away from me!
As for you, you might be one of them!
A bonus eye roll.
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The main gate of the town's middle school.
After watching Song Guoqing walk into the school gate, Song Lan and Song Qingbin pushed their bicycles side by side toward the grain station.
"Brother, has your fiancée contacted you recently?"
"No."
"And what about you? Didn't you go to his house for a visit?"
"Right now, I just want to call off the engagement, but I don't have time to try and get closer to them."
However, Uncle Han did invite me to his house for dinner. Thinking it wouldn't be good to refuse too many times, I only went once out of five times. But I always brought something with me; I didn't just go to eat for free.
"That's good, so that you won't be gossiped about after you and Comrade Han Bailan break off your engagement."
"That's what I think too."
"Didn't Comrade Han Bailan's parents say anything to you?"
"Let's just chat about everyday things."
"Not going to mention your relationship with their daughter?"
"Hmm, let's not talk about it."
"And what about Comrade Han Bailan? Did she show any unusual reaction when she saw you at home? Or did she try to talk to you privately?"
"Her attitude was very normal, just like when we first met. But I noticed unintentionally that she would sometimes space out while eating, and I didn't know what she was thinking."
After listening to what Song Qingbin said, Song Lan felt that Han Bailan was probably already involved with the man mentioned in the original book.
Great, now all we have to do is wait for them to catch us in the act!
Thinking of this, Song Lan activated the consciousness system.
"System, are you there?"
[Host, this system is here. What do you need from me?]
"I asked you to keep an eye on Han Bailan, have you noticed anything unusual?"
[This system is aware of the unusual behavior of Han Bailan, whom the host mentioned, which involves spacing out, whether at work or not.]
Whether commuting to or from get off work, or resting at home, I often find myself completely spacing out.
As for what she's thinking, this system has no idea. Does the host have any further questions?
"It's gone."
[Since the host has nothing else to do, this system will get back to work!]
"Go."
Song Lan responded, then said to Song Qingbin, "Comrade Han Bailan probably really has someone she likes, brother. From now on, you should do what you've done for the past two weeks..."
There's no need to do or say much more. When the time is right, your marriage to Comrade Han Bailan will naturally fall through.
"Okay, I'll wait for that day!"
Song Qingbin nodded.
Fifty meters ahead, on the left side of the street, is the grain station.
"Would you like to come over to my older brother's dorm for a bit?"
Is it convenient?
"It's a single room, and I'm the only one living there."
"Oh, I see. Then I'll go and familiarize myself with the place. If I can't find you at the grain station in the future, I'll look for you in your dormitory."
Song Lan said with a smile.
Song Qingbin said with a gentle expression, "My dormitory is very simple. There is only a bed, a desk, a few clothes racks and a washbasin stand."
"It is indeed quite rudimentary."
Song Lan asked, "Why isn't there a wardrobe?"
“I have a wicker trunk where I keep clothes that I don’t usually wear. Besides, I go home almost every weekend, so I don’t bring thick winter coats to the grain station.”
Song Qingbin spoke slowly and deliberately. Upon hearing this, Song Lan asked, "Does this area get a lot of snow in winter?"
"Slightly more than in the capital."
Song Qingbin replied, pushed his bicycle ahead, and led Song Lan through the side gate of the grain station into the courtyard.
"If it snows this weekend, stay in your dorm and don't even think about going back to the village."
"Set up the kickstand," Song Lan said casually.
Feeling warmed by his sister's concern, Song Qingbin smiled and replied, "Okay." Then he said, "My parents actually told me not to go back to the village when there are strong winds, rain, or snow. I remember that!"
Song Lan: "Your parents are thinking about your safety."
"I know."
Song Qingbin smiled.
He opened the dormitory door and casually placed the keychain on the table.
"Please have a seat. I'll go to the cafeteria to get some hot water and I'll be right back."
Picking up the bamboo-cased thermos from the ground, Song Qingbin's figure disappeared outside the door in the blink of an eye.
Song Lan looked around Song Qingbin's single dormitory room.
The room is about fourteen or fifteen square meters, not big, but not small either. The furnishings are simple, but it is very clean.
Moreover, the things were arranged neatly, which shows that Song Qingbin likes cleanliness and tidiness and has a well-thought-out plan.
Once such a person sets out to do something, there's nothing they can't accomplish. It's no wonder that in the original story, her older brother became the richest man in the province.
"I'll go wash the enamel mug."
Song Qingbin returned with the thermos, then picked up the enamel mug from the table and went to the water tap outside.
A short while later, he returned.
"Brother, we don't have any tea leaves here, so we can only give you plain water. But when you come down, I'll prepare some white sugar in the drawer so you can have some sweet water to sweeten your mouth."
Song Qingbin poured half a cup of hot water and put it on the table to cool. He said, "Let it cool for a while before drinking, or it will be too hot."
"I'm not thirsty, you can drink it later, big brother." Song Lan smiled and said, "Also, big brother, don't treat me like a child, thinking of preparing sugar just for me to sweeten my mouth."
However, it's essential to keep a packet of white sugar in the drawer, so that the older brother can occasionally drink some sugar water to replenish his body's sugar levels.
"White sugar is precious. Why would a grown man like you drink that? Besides, you're in good health and don't need any sugar supplements."
"I'll bring you a packet of sugar later."
"No, please don't. It's not like I can't afford it. I just think it's unnecessary."
Song Qingbin waved his hand repeatedly.
Song Lan didn't say anything more about the sugar; she just kept it in mind and would pack a bag for her brother tomorrow.
There are currently two packets of white sugar and one packet of brown sugar in the cabinet in the living room, as well as two tubs of malted milk powder and other nutritional supplements.
As she pondered silently, Song Lan couldn't help but think of the elderly man surnamed Shen she had treated today, as well as the other elderly people in the room.
She had an idea in mind; she would go to the supply and marketing cooperative in a little while.
The elderly men didn't look to be in good health.
She'll help if she can, considering it a way to build good karma.
What's more, she can earn merit points for saving people!
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