Song Guoqing didn't finish his sentence, but Song Lan didn't show any displeasure at what he said. She casually ruffled the boy's hair, her bright eyes sparkling with a smile, and slowly said:
"We live in a new society now, and we must eliminate all feudal superstitions. Besides, don't you know whether those so-called curses are effective or not?"
Qin Yanzheng is alive and well!
"I was too attached to appearances!"
Scratching the back of his head, Song Guoqing laughed awkwardly.
"I think you're just a fool, Lanlan. Don't pay any attention to him. Go and warm up on the kang (heated brick bed)."
Li Jumei glanced at her youngest son with disdain, then waved her hand at Song Lan: "Listen to me, it's very cold today. You and your son-in-law take the two little ones and sit on the kang to rest. There's nothing to do in the kitchen."
Upon hearing this, Song Lan remained standing and smiled, saying, "Some of the dishes to be served tomorrow need to be prepared in advance. Let me help you with that."
For hearty dishes like braised pork knuckle, chicken, and ribs that require time to prepare, if you don't make sure to prepare them in advance and just wait until the bride's family arrives the next day to get everything ready, it's bound to cause problems.
"Even if I need to make preparations, I can handle it all by myself. If I really need help, that's why I have Guoqing here."
Li Jumei's implication was clear: she wanted Song Lan to rest.
"I'm not cold, and I'm not tired."
Song Lan smiled and shook her head, saying, "Why don't you go and rest, and I'll tidy up here?"
"Mom, I'll lend my sister a hand, you go and rest!"
Before Li Jumei could speak, Song Guoqing pushed his elderly mother out of the kitchen and said, "There's a saying, 'The student surpasses the teacher.' Mom, I believe my sister's cooking skills are definitely better than yours. Let's give my sister a chance, and you can also enjoy the benefits of her cooking."
I don't understand what you're saying!
Li Jumei glared at her youngest son and said, "Your sister works so hard all day, she should be able to rest properly at our own home, but you still make her busy in the kitchen. How can you be so inconsiderate?!"
"Innocent!"
With a bitter expression, Song Guoqing said pitifully, "It's not that I don't care about my sister, it's that my sister cares about you! Mom, please don't say anything more. My sister and I will take care of things in the kitchen, so you can rest assured!"
He can't cook, but he can still wash vegetables and start a fire.
"Mom, listen to your younger brother. I really want to let you enjoy life at home. Please let me do my filial duty."
Outside the kitchen, Li Jumei heard what Song Lan said and stopped in her tracks, feeling warm and comforted. She said, "Mom knows you are filial."
If her daughter weren't filial, would she bring things back to the village every time she came back, and even give her so much money as pocket money? It's not that she cares about the things or the money her daughter gives her; what she cares about is her daughter's intentions.
To put it another way, as parents, she and her husband never raised their daughter for a single day, but ever since the child returned to the village and recognized them,
She genuinely considers them her parents, and bringing them gifts home each time is only one aspect; the most crucial point is that her daughter cares deeply about their health.
He personally took their pulses, wrote prescriptions, and dispensed the medicine for them, bringing them back to good health.
On the other hand, to be honest, she and her husband didn't really help their daughter much.
Right now, her children don't want her to work hard out of filial piety, and Li Jumei feels she can't bring herself to sit on the kang (a heated brick bed) and enjoy a leisurely life.
If you ask why, it boils down to two words—a guilty conscience!
This was Li Jumei's true thought. She knew she had never attended school; she had only learned some characters in a literacy class in her village in her early years and had heard some principles from the teachers there.
But she was very clear about one thing: giving is mutual. Even if the recipient is one's own children, if parents do not give their true love and care, how can they expect their children to be filial in the future?
So, Li Jumei eventually went back to the kitchen and quickly assisted Song Lan.
Song Guoqing was in charge of starting the fire.
The mother and her two children chatted and laughed in the kitchen, but their work didn't stop at all.
"Is your leg completely healed?"
In the main room, Song Sanhe glanced at Qin Yanzheng's injured leg and asked with concern.
"That's great."
Qin Yanzheng smiled slightly and said, "It will probably take another ten days to half a month before you can run and jump again."
"You walk normally, so you shouldn't have any lasting effects."
The fact that Qin Yanzheng's injured leg has recovered to this extent is definitely good news. Song Sanhe sincerely hopes that Qin Yanzheng won't suffer any long-term effects.
After all, there is a difference between normal people and people with disabilities in this society. Putting aside other things, the gossip and pointing fingers of others can sometimes be really hurtful!
"Won't."
Qin Yanzheng said, "Song Lan's medical skills are very good. She said I wouldn't have any aftereffects, and I believe her."
Doctors at a major hospital in Beijing diagnosed him with a low chance of waking up, and even if he did, the aftereffects would be blindness and no hope of recovery for his injured leg.
And what was the result?
After being taken home by his wife, he woke up after just a few days of acupuncture. After further acupuncture and medicinal baths by his wife, he not only regained his sight but also regained feeling in his injured leg, and is recovering day by day.
Now, he can stand up completely and walk freely.
This shows how good his wife's medical skills are!
"It's good that there won't be any lasting effects, but you'll have to be extra careful about your safety in the future."
Song Sanhe said calmly, "So that Lanlan won't worry about you anymore. Besides, Lanlan is not even twenty years old, and your younger siblings are still young. If something happens to you while you're out there, what will Lanlan and the others do?!"
And then there's your in-laws. They look about my age, and I don't want them to one day bury their child. You really need to take good care of yourself.
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