Song Lan didn't quite understand Qin Yaqing's meaning. Was there some problem with working and living at the Hongxing Machinery Factory?
"...Maybe...maybe I missed something when I was listening."
Qin Yaqing spoke up to explain.
"Does Second Sister want to work and live in Beijing?"
Song Lan asked.
Qin Yaqing paused for a moment, then shook her head slightly. She said, "It doesn't matter where I work or live. As long as I can be with my family, that's enough for me."
Upon hearing this, Song Lan looked at the other person quietly for a moment, a smile lingering in her eyes: "Actually, you don't need to worry about it. There will always be a chance to stay in Beijing later."
Even if I don't return to Beijing through the college entrance examination, I can still find a way to transfer my work relationship to the main factory, so there's no need to worry about anything.
"Sister-in-law, please don't misunderstand. I really didn't want to go back to my home in Beijing, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with going to the machinery factory."
Qin Yaqing didn't want Song Lan to misunderstand. To be honest, she was already very happy to be able to leave Qiaoxingtun, that place of heartbreak, and she didn't complain or pick and choose.
"I know."
Song Lan smiled gently and said, "Don't be nervous. We're family, and I'm your sister-in-law. I wouldn't misunderstand you so easily."
Furthermore, even if a conflict arises between us, I will clarify the issue in front of you and clear up any misunderstandings.
She doesn't like beating around the bush or testing the waters when things happen.
If there is a misunderstanding, especially if it is, it should be resolved as soon as possible. Dragging it out will only lead to more misunderstandings, which will not only affect the relationship between each other, but may also cause disunity in the family.
Having pondered this, Song Lan, to avoid Qin Yaqing worrying, changed the subject and asked, "What do you think of that educated youth, Zhou?"
"..."
Qin Yaqing was taken aback by Song Lan's question. She paused for a moment, then stammered, "It's...it's alright!"
"Can't you elaborate?"
Song Lan's beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity: "I think he really cares about you."
"I……"
Qin Yaqing glanced at the other berths and, seeing that no one was paying attention to her conversation with Song Lan, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sister-in-law, my mind is a bit muddled. I'll tell you later... later."
The private room had six berths. Song Lan and her two companions had two lower berths and one upper berth, or more accurately, a middle berth. The remaining three berths were occupied by three men, two of whom were soldiers, and one who wore black-rimmed glasses and looked like a government employee.
"OK."
Song Lan readily agreed, then stood up and asked Qin Yaqing, "I'm going to get sanitary napkins, do you want to come with me?"
After receiving a negative answer from Qin Yaqing, Song Lan walked out of the private room alone.
As Song Lan walked through the corridor toward the restroom, she was unaware that she was being watched.
"She's the one!"
The speaker was a man who was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a decent appearance, a slightly simple look, and dressed in very plain clothes.
"Son, I don't think you're a good match. How about we find someone else?"
Standing next to the man was an elderly couple; it was the man's mother who spoke to him.
She wore a patched gray cotton-padded jacket, her hair was gray and tied in a bun at the back of her head, and she had a kind face.
"What are you yelling about? It's her good fortune that our son has taken a liking to her. Don't let him contradict you!"
The voice came from the man's elderly father, who was holding a two-year-old child in his arms. The child was motionless in his arms, as if he were sleeping soundly, but if you looked closely, you would notice that the child's face was flushed with an abnormal redness.
Furthermore, the child's clothing doesn't seem to have anything to do with this family of three.
After all, the old man holding the child was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket, just like the old woman, with several patches on it.
Although the man's Zhongshan suit was not patched, the color had obviously faded from washing, and the cuffs and collar were frayed.
In contrast, the child being held in the old man's arms was dressed cleanly and neatly, and his cotton-padded clothes looked brand new at first glance.
The key issue is that her little leather shoes are very eye-catching.
If someone were observant, it wouldn't be hard to see that there was something wrong with this family.
The clanging stopped. Outside the train was a station, and an announcement came on. Instantly, a noisy commotion filled both the sleeper carriages and the regular hard-seat carriages.
Passengers getting off the train squeezed towards the door, while those who wanted to go to the platform to buy food or anything else naturally joined the crowded flow.
Fifteen minutes is neither a long nor a short time, and passengers who want to get off are pushing and shoving forward with all their might.
As Song Lan walked out of the restroom, she saw the corridor bustling with people and making a ruckus. She frowned slightly, carefully avoiding bumping into people as she headed towards the private room.
But some children, ignoring the adults calling after them, would run around in the aisle.
Suddenly, a child darted out of a private room and bumped into her leg. If Song Lan hadn't reacted quickly and had a stable stance, not only would she have been knocked down, but the child who bumped into her would probably have fallen down as well.
Fortunately, while she steadied herself, she also managed to support the five- or six-year-old boy who had bumped into her leg.
"I'm so sorry! My child was running too fast and bumped into you. I'm so sorry!"
The little boy's mother picked up her mischievous child and hurriedly apologized to Song Lan.
"fine."
Song Lan shook her head, indicating that she didn't care.
The little boy's mother thanked Song Lan again, undoubtedly to thank Song Lan for catching her child and preventing him from falling.
Song Lan said, "You're welcome," and then prepared to continue on her way.
Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly grabbed her left arm from behind, followed by a slightly aged, angry female voice.
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