"You know Xiao Yu?"
Fu Jinheng looked surprised.
"Um."
Song Lan nodded slightly, and then heard Fu Jinheng say, "You're right. That's exactly what I think, which is why I don't approve of my sister pursuing Xiao Yu. But you should have seen before that my opposition is useless."
He sighed and continued, "But thankfully she came to her senses and decided to give up her feelings for Xiao Yu, otherwise, who knows what other trouble she would have caused. But then again, after learning about her decision, I inexplicably felt that her trip to your village was a good thing."
Song Lan listened quietly without interrupting.
"After all, some things you have to experience for yourself to understand that the advice around you is right and that it's time to let go, so you don't get too caught up in it and push yourself into a dead end."
After listening to what Fu Jinheng said, Song Lan smiled and said, "Yes, there are all kinds of people in this world. Some people are too stubborn when facing problems. They won't shed tears until they see the coffin, and they won't give up until they reach the Yellow River."
Is my sister really that stupid?
Fu Jinheng suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Song Lan was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "How am I supposed to put it?! Liking someone is everyone's right, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
Wang Jingjing likes Xiao Yu, but she hasn't done anything drastic. Moreover, after realizing that the two of them couldn't be together, she made the right choice. It's not hard to see that she is a rational and intelligent woman. Dr. Fu, even though you are her brother, you can't say bad things about Wang Jingjing behind her back!
The most crucial point is that your "badmouthing" is unfairly accusing Comrade Wang Jingjing.
Fu Jinheng laughed out loud: "I didn't expect to become the bad guy in your eyes." Fu Jinheng naturally understood Song Lan's teasing, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, he felt that the distance between the two of them had been shortened.
"Dr. Fu, you've misunderstood. I never said you were a bad person."
Song Lan smiled and shook her head.
Song Qingbin walked ahead, listening to the conversation between the two without interrupting.
When the three of them reached the foot of the mountain, looking at the fork in the road not far ahead, Song Lan glanced at Fu Jinheng and said, "Dr. Fu, would you like to come to my house for a while?"
Is it convenient?
Thinking there was nothing to do back home, Fu Jinheng hesitated for a moment, then looked into Song Lan's eyes and asked, "What's inconvenient about that?!" Song Lan smiled and said, "What's inconvenient about that?!"
However, Fu Jinheng then asked, "I took the bus to the foot of the mountain and then walked to the forest farm. What about you?"
“I rode my bike to our village early in the morning, but thinking that it was inconvenient to ride a bike to the forest farm, I left my bike at home and walked there with my older brother.”
At this point, Song Lan understood the suspicion Fu Jinheng had mentioned. She smiled and said, "Dr. Fu, don't worry about how to get back later. After we leave my house, I'll have my older brother ride your bike and I'll ride my younger brother. It won't take long for us to get to town."
Fu Jinheng: "Does Brother Song work in town?"
"Um."
Song Lan nodded and said, "My eldest brother works at the town's grain station, and as for my younger brother, he studies at the town's middle school. He comes back to the village every Saturday and returns to school on Sunday."
"But it's not appropriate for me to go to your house empty-handed!"
Fu Jinheng shook his head in the end; he didn't want to do anything impolite.
"Aren't you being too polite?!"
Song Lan looked helpless and said, "You're my friend, why don't you stop by my house for a bit? Do you need me to bring a gift?"
After a brief pause, Song Lan's smiling voice rang out again: "Or do you think my family is snobbish, and that they turned you away because you didn't bring a gift to the door?"
No, absolutely not!
Fu Jinheng shook his head and waved his hands, explaining hurriedly, "I just think it's impolite."
"Alright, we're all family, what's there to be impolite about? Besides, my parents know Uncle Fu. Let's go, we'll just sit for a while and then we'll leave."
Since Song Lan had already said all that, Fu Jinheng couldn't refuse any longer. He said, "Alright, then I'll go and bother Uncle Song and Aunt Song."
...
Back in the village, Song Lan chatted with Song Sanhe and Li Jumei for about half an hour. During that time, Fu Jinheng joined in for a few words, but he spent most of the time talking to Song Qingbin.
"Take good care of yourself and don't worry about your dad and me. We have nothing to worry about at home. As long as you're doing well, your dad and I will be smiling every day."
At the courtyard gate, Li Jumei's eyes were full of affection. She casually tucked a stray strand of hair that had fallen to one side of Song Lan's face behind her ear and said, "Those things you asked your father and me to bring back before..."
That very night, your father went to see Old Xiao, who then took him to Old Shen's residence and taught them the instructions and other things you had given him.
"Thank you, Mom! And thank you, Dad!"
The gifts given to Elder Shen were nothing special; to put it simply, they were a few doses of herbal decoction, some tonics, and a few bottles of commonly used pills.
It wasn't that Song Lan was overly kind; she just thought she could help if she could. She could tell that the other elderly people living in the same thatched hut as Old Man Shen were all of good character.
As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul. When she was taking the pulse of Old Shen that day, she saw nothing but concern in the eyes of the other old men, nothing else.
Moreover, the fact that Old Master Xiao could associate with Old Master Shen and the others shows that he approves of their character. Otherwise, given Old Master Xiao's experience and righteous nature, he would never have associated with Old Master Shen and the others.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Li Jumei glared at Song Lan and said, "We're your parents, we're just helping you carry some things. Is it necessary to be so formal with us?"
"It was my fault."
Song Lan smiled and quickly apologized.
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