After reading Qin Boyan's letter and putting it back together, Qin Shuhan opened Qin Yaxin's letter, took out the letter inside, and said, "Lanlan used to be a quiet and gentle girl. At home, she rarely looked up or spoke."
But today she was noticeably more talkative, with a confident yet calm gaze, and she handled things with great tact. In short, the difference between her and the person I knew before was enormous.
At this point, Qin Shuhan suddenly stood up: "How could this be?!" He was agitated, and his hand holding the letter was trembling.
Fu Wenhan sensed something was wrong, quickly sat up, and asked with concern, "What happened?"
With tears welling up in his eyes, Qin Shuhan's gaze was filled with anxiety and unease: "My eldest son is seriously injured and has been in a coma for a month now... and he still hasn't woken up..."
The letter fluttered to the ground, and Qin Shuhan felt his vision go black. He grabbed the table beside him, his voice hoarse: "Why didn't Lanlan tell me about something so big? I asked her if my eldest son had contacted the family recently, and she said no. She even comforted me, saying that it's normal for him to be busy with work and not contact the family."
Fu Wenhan put on his shoes, bent down to pick up the letter from the ground, and began to read it carefully.
After a long pause, he asked, "Didn't you finish reading it?"
Qin Shuhan snapped out of his reverie and looked at Fu Wenhan: "I've read half of it."
"Can't you just watch it properly?!"
Shaking his head, Fu Wenhan handed the letter to Qin Shuhan: "Keep reading. If you ask me, the reason your eldest daughter-in-law kept it from you is simply because she didn't want you to worry, lest you panic and do something rash."
As for what your second daughter mentioned in her letter, it was just her venting to you. Besides, didn't she clearly state that your eldest daughter-in-law has a way to cure your eldest son? Don't you have any confidence in that?"
"I……"
Qin Shuhan's lips twitched, but he hesitated to speak. He lowered his eyes and continued reading the letter until he finished reading the last word before he spoke: "Although Lanlan has learned traditional Chinese medicine from her grandfather, given her age, she probably hasn't learned much. Can she really cure my eldest son?"
Expressing his concerns, Qin Shuhan continued, "Even doctors in major hospitals..."
"Old Qin, don't underestimate the traditional Chinese medicine skills of our ancestors, and don't underestimate your eldest daughter-in-law's abilities. From what I've observed, that girl isn't one to boast."
Moreover, the confidence in her eyes radiated from within. I believe she wouldn't speak without reason. You're someone's father-in-law; you should have some faith in your own child. Otherwise, don't blame me for looking down on you, old man!
Qin Yaxin's letter clearly stated that Song Lan personally said she could cure their eldest brother. After reading the letter, Fu Wenhan couldn't help but believe that Song Lan could do it.
reason?
It was the impression Song Lan left on him, her confidence, and the composure she exuded in her words and actions that gave her this trust.
“I’m just too worried about my eldest son, but you’re right. Since Lanlan could make that promise in front of her younger siblings, she must… she really can cure my eldest son…”
Qin Shuhan could only console himself with this thought at this moment.
"It seems you still don't quite trust your eldest daughter-in-law!"
Fu Wenhan shook his head again and said, "How about we make a bet and see if your eldest daughter-in-law can eventually cure your eldest son?"
"Is this necessary?"
Qin Shuhan refused: "If you, an outsider, can believe in my Lanlan, I have no reason not to."
Fu Wenhan smiled and said, "That settles it. Let's just wait and see. Anyway, it's not like your eldest daughter-in-law won't come to visit you again."
...
As Song Lan and Song Qinghui walked down the mountain, chatting idly, they were completely unaware that Qin Yaxin had revealed in a letter the secret she had kept from her father-in-law, Qin Shuhan.
However, even if he knew now, Song Lan would probably only be stunned for a moment, and would not feel uneasy or panicked.
Because she was absolutely certain she could cure Qin Yanzheng!
"Are you really going back to the machine factory this afternoon?"
"Yes. I reported for duty yesterday, so I took today off."
"Can I come to the machine factory to find you?"
"Of course. You're my second brother, you can come to see me whenever you want, even if you stay at my house for ten or eight days, there won't be any problem."
"If I lived and ate at your house, my parents would definitely beat me to death."
With food supplies scarce, he wouldn't do anything that would annoy others.
"Are you worried that I can't afford to feed you?"
"..."
"Looks like I was right, Second Brother. Don't worry, as long as you come to my house, I promise you won't eat me out of house and home!"
“Your grain is subject to rationing, so I can’t add to your burden.”
"Who said they wanted to fight me?"
Song Lan smiled at Song Qinghui: "If you want to learn kung fu, you have to lay a foundation first. How can you learn if you don't come to my house?"
"Before you leave this afternoon, could you teach me a few simple moves and tell me some things to pay attention to? I'll practice them at home for a while, and then I'll come to the machine factory to have you inspect them. Is that alright?"
With Song Qinghui looking at her expectantly, how could Song Lan refuse? She said, "Okay, when we get home, I'll first teach you how to do the horse stance. Until I return to the village next time, you can do the horse stance every morning and evening. I'll tell you how long each time. Also, get up early and run around the village to improve your physical fitness."
After a slight pause, Song Lan asked, "By the way, Second Brother, what have you been doing these past few years since you graduated?"
Upon hearing this, Song Qinghui immediately blushed and stammered, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Song Lan: "Earn work points at home with your parents?"
Song Qinghui shook his head.
Song Lan: "Do you have a job in town like your older brother?"
Song Qinghui shook his head again, then blushed and said, "I don't have a good reputation in the village."
"What reputation?"
Song Lan was curious.
"Everyone says I'm a good-for-nothing, just wandering around aimlessly all day."
Upon hearing this, Song Qinghui felt utterly ashamed, but not wanting to be looked down upon by his younger sister Song Lan, he couldn't help but defend himself: "Actually, I don't want to wander around aimlessly either, but I really don't want to work in the fields to earn work points. However, I have been looking for work."
There's a specific job available for everyone, and finding work is really difficult, which is why he's still wandering around aimlessly.
"Factory recruitment requires exams, including written tests and interviews. If you really want to find a job, you might as well pick up your old textbooks and study them again."
"good."
"It would be best to find another set of high school textbooks. If we can't borrow them from the village, we can try looking at the scrap metal recycling station in town."
"I see."
Song Qinghui nodded, clearly having taken Song Lan's words to heart.
Song Lan suddenly asked, "By the way, has Second Brother ever thought about joining the army?"
"I've thought about it, but we haven't seen any conscription in five or six years."
Song Qinghui responded.
"Work out hard and learn martial arts from me. Maybe one day you'll hit the jackpot."
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