"I'm not joking, I'm telling the truth."
Song Lan smiled, her tone also full of laughter: "There's a saying, 'True gold fears no fire,' and another, 'Good wine needs no bush.' In my heart..."
Brother, you are like pure gold and fine wine; sooner or later you will meet that person who understands you perfectly, and it shouldn't be long.
"Hearing what you said makes my face feel hot!"
Although Song Qingbin said that, he was clearly comforted. He smiled and his voice sounded much more relaxed: "It's alright, brother is fine, you don't need to worry."
Song Lan: "My older brother is a real man, why would I need to worry about him? I was just chatting with you casually, please don't overthink it!"
Upon hearing this, Song Qingbin laughed out loud: "Little sister, you are so thoughtful and understanding!"
"Oh, no, I'm just an ordinary person. I really don't deserve to be called considerate or understanding."
Hearing Song Lan say that, Song Qingbin laughed again: "You're so lively, I bet your brother-in-law is very happy at home every day."
"You'll have to ask your brother-in-law. I don't know."
Song Lan smiled, and seeing that there was a fork in the road ahead, she steered the conversation back to Han Bailan: "Big brother, don't forget to call Mom and Dad when you get to work."
"..."
Song Qingbin paused for a moment, then nodded slightly: "I know."
"The matter seems to have been resolved, but it's better to be safe than sorry. The sooner you cancel the engagement with the Han family, the sooner you can put your mind at ease."
Han Bailan isn't mentally sound. It's not impossible that she might suddenly change her mind after one night, no longer wanting to marry Zhao Jing, and claim that the child in her womb is Song Qingbin's.
After all, she already knew that the person she liked didn't have feelings for her, and that the two of them were only able to get together because she threatened him with the child in her womb. Such a marriage was doomed from the start.
If someone were to suddenly have a brain fart and think that Song Qingbin is a good person and worthy of entrusting one's life to, and then shamelessly turn around and bite back, things would really get very serious!
"Uncle Han knows the truth, so he shouldn't... he shouldn't betray his conscience and cheat me."
In Song Qingbin's eyes, Han's father was an upright man and a trustworthy elder. He did not believe that the father would let Han Bailan pin the blame on him.
“Brother, people have varying degrees of closeness and distance, not to mention that people’s hearts are hard to fathom. When it comes to matters involving one’s own interests or the interests of one’s family, it’s hard to guarantee that someone who seems good in every way won’t make the wrong choice.”
After a brief pause, Song Lan added, "It's not that I'm judging others by my own petty standards, but while one shouldn't have the heart to harm others, one must be wary of them."
I understand what you mean.
Song Qingbin could tell the difference between good and bad. He was moved and knew that Song Lan had said those words for his own good.
"It's good that you understand, brother."
Reaching the fork in the road, Song Lan took the handlebars from Song Qingbin and said goodbye: "Kindergarten has let out, I have to hurry to the fifth and sixth grades, so I won't say any more to you, brother. Goodbye!"
Song Qingbin nodded and reminded him, "Be careful on the road."
Song Lan hummed in agreement and rode off into the distance.
On the Zhao family's side, after Song Lan and Song Qingbin left, Han's father naturally didn't linger at the Zhao family's house. He followed behind Zhao Jing with a gloomy face, watching the other party make phone calls to his family at the supply and marketing cooperative.
As for Han Bailan, she did not accompany them. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she rode her bicycle back to the Han family first.
Upon receiving a tearful phone call from her son, Zhao Jing, who had gotten into serious trouble in town and needed family intervention, Zhao's mother immediately contacted Zhao's father after hanging up.
Because they only had one son, Zhao Jing was the apple of his parents' eye. Therefore, when Zhao's father heard from Zhao's mother on the phone that their son had gotten into trouble in town, he was extremely anxious and rushed home from work as quickly as possible. He and Zhao's mother then rode their bicycles to town.
The main gate of the supply and marketing cooperative.
"Xiao Jing! Xiao Jing, what's wrong with you?"
Instead of returning to their home in town, Zhao's parents rode their bicycles directly to the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative. This was the meeting place Zhao Jing had told his mother over the phone. Upon seeing the injuries on Zhao Jing's face, his mother quickly put up her bicycle kickstand, rushed forward anxiously, her hands trembling as she cupped her son's face in her hands, her eyes reddening, and asked:
"Who hit you? Tell Mom, which bastard beat you up like this?"
Seeing his son's horrific state, Zhao's father's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Who beat you up?"
"I made the call. If you two have any complaints, feel free to take them out on me."
Zhao's father had only been working in the county town for a few years, so he had lived there for many years and knew Han's father. When he heard Han's father's voice, his expression softened involuntarily, but Zhao's mother's face remained gloomy, and she didn't even look at Han's father.
"Oh, it's Lao Han. I was so busy looking at my Xiao Jing that I didn't see you. Please forgive me."
Both being middle-aged, Zhao's father naturally didn't believe that Han's father would beat Zhao Jing for no reason. Furthermore, based on Zhao's father's understanding of Han's father, he felt that Han's father was upright and gentle, and would never lay a hand on a junior.
Unless his son Zhao Jing did something wrong that offended Han's father, causing Han's father to be furious and have no choice but to beat Zhao Jing.
"Since you two are both here, why don't you come to my house and sit down for a talk?"
As he spoke, Han's father put his hands behind his back and took the lead in walking forward.
What would I do at your house?
With a face full of anger, Zhao's mother said to Han's father's back, "You are an elder, even if my son has done something wrong, do you have to beat him up like this?"
Besides, even if my son does something wrong, my husband and I will discipline him. Who gives a stranger the right to lecture him?
"You think I want to teach your son a lesson?!"
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