After washing her hands, Qin Yaxin went to the kitchen to ladle millet porridge into a bowl.
Qin Boyan was in charge of serving the bowls.
Qin Yanzheng did not return to his room; instead, he sat in his wheelchair and ate with everyone around the dining table.
However, he didn't let Song Lan or Wu Dong feed him; instead, he ate the cold noodles himself, holding the bowl.
Considering Qin Yanzheng's low level of physical activity, Song Lan prepared a small portion of cold noodles for him, with a light flavor, making it easier for Qin Yanzheng to digest.
The millet porridge was cold on the table. After Qin Yanzheng finished the cold noodles in his bowl, before he could say anything, Wu Dong took the empty bowl of cold noodles and put it on the table.
"Should we have porridge later or now?"
Wu Dong asked Qin Yanzheng, and Qin Yanzheng replied, "Give it to me now if the temperature is right."
"The temperature is just right."
As he spoke, Wu Dong picked up the bowl of millet porridge in front of Qin Yanzheng and said, "I'll put it in your hand."
Qin Yanzheng nodded.
"Sister-in-law."
Suddenly, Qin Bo summoned Song Lan.
"What's wrong?"
Song Lan looked up at the other person.
"I'd like to go with you to visit Dad at the forest farm this weekend."
From his earliest memories, his father was a gentle and refined man who rarely smiled. In old terms, he was a "weak scholar." But now he was doing such rough work as logging in the forest. He wondered if his body could handle it.
Qin Boyan was a little worried.
"Sister-in-law, I also want to visit Dad!"
Tuanzi Xiaowu shouted out.
"...Sister-in-law, Xiao Liu wants to too."
The little girl's eyes were also full of longing.
"Can't we go together?"
Qin Yaxin asked.
"It takes a long way to get from Shisong Village to the forest farm, and you have to cross mountains. It's a long walk through the forest. I personally think it would be inconvenient if you all came with me."
With a smile, Song Lan said softly, "But you can visit Dad separately. This weekend, my second brother will come with me, then my second sister will go next, and then my fifth and sixth brother will go in turn. Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"
"Do as you say."
Before Qin Boyan and the others could speak, Qin Yanzheng made the decision. Then he said, "Dad must be very busy at the forest farm. If you all go together, will you help Dad cut timber or will you just cause him trouble? Listen to your sister-in-law and take turns visiting Dad. If you really have anything to say, write a letter and have your sister-in-law deliver it to you."
"Okay, I have no objection."
Qin Yaxin made a statement.
"Sister-in-law, could you please take a family photo to Dad? I think he must miss all of us a lot while he's at the forest farm, especially his youngest son!"
A childish voice spilled from Tuanzi Xiaowu's mouth. As he spoke, his bright black eyes darted around, revealing a mischievous glint in them. Song Lan smiled and nodded, "Okay, sister-in-law, make sure to pack up the family photo before you go."
Since marrying into the Qin family, Song Lan has not yet taken a family photo with the Qin family.
In other words, Song Lan, the eldest daughter-in-law, is not included in the existing family photos of the Qin family.
Tuanzi Xiaowu: "Sister-in-law, when Dad comes home and Big Brother is better, let's take a family photo again, no, we should take one every year!"
Song Lan smiled and replied, "Okay."
...
Wei Shengli went to work as usual in the afternoon, but about fifteen minutes before the end of the workday, he suddenly said to Song Lan, "Comrade Song, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Comrade Wei, I remember telling you more than once that you can just call me Xiao Song in everyday life."
The two were currently on their final patrol when Song Lan heard Wei Shengli's voice. She paused slightly, turned to look at him, smiled, and said something before continuing on her way.
"You are older than me; I am just a newcomer in terms of experience; besides, we are comrades, and it would be an honor for me if you could use my help. How could I possibly accept your 'begging'?"
"We all address each other as 'comrade,' which is a sign of respect. Comrade Song, please don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it."
Wei Shengli smiled and continued, "If I were to call you Xiao Song, regardless of what others might think, in my own opinion, it would be disrespectful and somewhat arrogant, which wouldn't be good!"
"Fine, I can't argue with you."
Song Lan shook her head helplessly.
Having been in this world for some time and having absorbed the original owner's memories, she knew that terms like "Xiao Song" were either used by elders to address younger people or by company leaders to address their subordinates.
As Wei Shengli said, colleagues do address each other as "Comrade So-and-so" or "Comrade So-and-so".
Wei Shengli smiled and said, "Comrade Song, it's not that you can't argue with me, it's just that you're being too modest!"
"Why are you praising me now?"
Song Lan shook her head again, smiling, "There's no need for that. Otherwise, I won't know what to say to you, Comrade Wei, from now on." Before Wei Shengli could speak, Song Lan's clear and pleasant voice, tinged with a faint smile, rang out again, "Tell me, what favors does Comrade Wei need from me?"
Actually, she had a pretty good idea of what kind of people would ask for her help with: treating their illnesses.
After all, everyone in the security department knows she is skilled in medicine.
"Here's what happened: My sister has been married for seven or eight years, but she hasn't been able to get pregnant. In the last two years, this has become a major worry for her. Every time she comes back from her husband's family home, she cries nonstop in front of my mother."
Our family initially thought... we wondered if there was something wrong with my sister or brother-in-law, but they both went to a major hospital in the provincial capital for checkups, and the diagnoses showed that they were both perfectly healthy.
But year after year passed, and my sister still hadn't given us any good news. Just two weeks ago, to avoid holding my brother-in-law back, she filed for divorce. When my parents found out...
I'm extremely worried. My brother-in-law and I have been married for seven or eight years, and he has deep feelings for my sister. He's refusing to agree to a divorce. Faced with this situation, my sister has decided to move back into my house and is giving my brother-in-law the silent treatment, forcing him to agree to go to the civil affairs bureau with her to complete the divorce procedures.
Yesterday, the two of them had another big fight at my house. After my brother-in-law left, my sister cried her eyes out. I could tell that she didn't actually want to divorce him, but she couldn't have children and didn't want him to be childless, so she forced herself to harden her heart and separate from him.
As Wei Shengli finished speaking, he sighed deeply, a hint of heartache involuntarily creeping onto his face. This heartache was undoubtedly for his eldest sister. Noticing his low spirits, Song Lan spoke up: "Comrade Wei wants me to take your sister's pulse." She wasn't asking; she was stating a fact.
"Um."
Wei Shengli nodded and said, "Your medical skills are amazing. You not only cured Sister Wang's migraines, but also Aunt Wang's headaches. So... so I would like to trouble you to take a look at my sister when you have time. If necessary, I can ask my brother-in-law to come to my house, and you can check on his condition then."
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