Money makes the world go round, and besides, as Song Jiaojiao said, she's beautiful, wouldn't that Er Gouzi be dazzled by her? In that case, wouldn't he listen to everything she says?
Yuan Xiaoya was proud of herself for being rich and beautiful, which would help her easily get rid of Yang He and prevent her Dongze brother from being seduced by her.
Song Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Yuan Xiaoya say, "Tell me the specific plan. I hope to get rid of that bitch as soon as possible!"
"I'm thinking about it."
After replying, Song Jiaojiao pretended to be deep in thought.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Xiaoya suddenly asked, "Have you figured out why Song Lan is here?"
"I don't know yet, but I sent a letter home, and I think they'll reply in the next couple of days. My parents should tell me the reason in their letter."
Thinking of Song Lan, Song Jiaojiao felt a surge of irritation. She glanced at Yuan Xiaoya and said, "Although my second sister is already married, I think Chen Zhiqing is clearly regretting it."
Get jealous! It would be best if you could make the male lead's white moonlight disappear!
As time goes by, she doesn't believe that Chen Dongze won't forget that woman, Song Lan... Even if he can't forget her, she's already gone. What can he do besides think about it?
Furthermore, time is the best healer of forgetting, and with her by his side in the future, there will absolutely be no problem in her replacing Song Lan in Chen Dongze's heart!
Conversely, as long as Song Lan exists, Chen Dongze will think about her every day, and even hope that she can get a divorce so that they can rekindle their old relationship.
Maybe they'll resort to some shady methods for love!
What if Chen Dongze succeeds unexpectedly?
Song Jiaojiao certainly doesn't want that day to come!
Hongxing Machinery Factory.
After lunch, Song Lan asked the two little ones to go for a walk in the yard to digest their food, while she prepared to go to the kitchen to wash the pots and pans and dishes. Unexpectedly, before she could even get up, Qin Yaxin said, "I'll go wash them."
Without asking Qin Boyan for help, Qin Yaxin stayed obediently in the kitchen, carefully and meticulously washing all the tableware and tidying up the kitchen perfectly.
"Good performance."
Just as Qin Yaxin was finishing up, Qin Boyan's voice drifted in from the kitchen doorway.
"Are you very free?"
Because her second brother had given her a scathing scolding at noon, Qin Yaxin was still angry. Based on this, she didn't want to pay any attention to her second brother, Qin Boyan, so she threw out a remark without even looking at him.
"Yes, I have a lot of free time. Are you jealous?"
Qin Boyan leaned against the door frame, laughing nonchalantly, "After eating, I don't have to wash the dishes, and I can see someone who is unwilling but has to wash the dishes. To be honest, I'm quite happy!"
"You're just looking for trouble."
After wiping the stove clean, Qin Yaxin carefully washed the rag in clean water, wrung it out, folded it into a square shape, and then picked up the kitchen sink and walked out of the kitchen.
She acted as if she didn't see Qin Boyan and simply brushed past him.
“I’m not like you, always looking for trouble. I just came to see if you’ve washed the dishes properly.”
Seeing Qin Yaxin pour out the used water and carefully rinse the kitchen sink under the tap, Qin Boyan's indifferent voice rang out. Upon hearing this, Qin Yaxin chuckled and said, "If you're not comfortable with that, feel free to wash it again."
Returning to the kitchen, putting down the sink, and turning to walk out again, Qin Yaxin went straight back to her room, still seemingly unaware of Qin Boyan.
"Sister-in-law..."
Qin Boyan awkwardly touched his nose. He went to the living room, called out to Song Lan, and said, "You just saw it, didn't you? Qin Yaxin was very rude, she actually treated me like I wasn't there."
"I didn't notice."
Song Lan smiled and then said, "But I don't think so, otherwise, how could Second Sister have answered you?!" Before Qin Boyan could say anything more, she stood up and said, "Alright, go back to your room and rest for a while. Around two or three o'clock, I'll teach you calligraphy."
"Is your sister-in-law going to teach us calligraphy?"
Qin Boyan was surprised.
"Yes. I started learning calligraphy from my grandfather when I was less than five years old. And since you have nothing else to do at home on Sundays, you can learn with me too."
With a smile in her eyes, Song Lan said softly, "I remember every time I practiced calligraphy, my grandfather would always nag me. He said that calligraphy can cultivate one's character, refine one's temperament, and purify one's soul. It has a great artistic beauty."
My sister-in-law thought you should all learn it when you have time; there's no harm in it.
"Xiao Wu probably won't be able to sit still."
In fact, Qin Boyan wanted to say that he couldn't sit still, but to avoid upsetting his sister-in-law, he chose to bring up his younger brother, Xiao Wu.
Upon hearing this, Song Lan gave a half-smile and said, "It's you who can't sit still." She used a statement-like tone.
"How is that possible?"
Qin Boyan chuckled, scratched the back of his head, and stubbornly said, "I am the most reliable and conscientious. I can sit still for two or three hours without any problem, let alone an hour."
"I'll remember that. Go and rest. I'll see your composure in two hours."
With a wave of her hand, Song Lan dismissed Qin Boyan from leaving.
When Qin Boyan left, he didn't forget to take the two little ones with him.
...
In the late afternoon, Qin Boyan, Qin Yaxin, and the two children were all practicing calligraphy in the living room.
Without a doubt, Song Lan prepared the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. After teaching her the correct way to hold the brush and explaining how to write, she went about her own business.
Okay, she said she was busy with her own things, but actually she went to massage Qin Yanzheng's injured leg.
"I'll continue the massage before you go to bed tonight."
After finishing the massage, Song Lan looked up at Qin Yanzheng and asked, "Would you like me to turn on the radio for you?"
Wu Dong is reading a book.
Qin Yanzheng's meaning was self-evident; he didn't want to disturb Wu Dong's reading.
"fine."
That was Wu Dong's voice. He was sitting at his desk. After hearing Song Lan's words, he put down his book, reached out and turned on the radio. Immediately, songs started playing from the radio.
"Go ahead and do your thing."
To avoid making Song Lan feel bored by his side, Qin Yanzheng said something without thinking.
"good."
Song Lan responded, and then said, "I'll go check the kitchen."
The pig's trotters were stewing in the casserole, and Song Lan wondered if the broth had overflowed. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but recall what Qin Yanzheng had just said and muttered to herself: Was he trying to get rid of me after I'd served my purpose? No, he hadn't even crossed the river in front of him yet... I know, he probably felt uncomfortable, so he wanted to send me away.
Qin Yanzheng: "I didn't..." Before he could finish speaking, Song Lan's voice came out: "You didn't do anything?" Her tone was full of confusion.
"...Did you say anything before I spoke?"
After a long silence, Qin Yanzheng spoke up to confirm his judgment.
I said I'd go check the kitchen.
Song Lan responded.
That's it?
Qin Yanzheng asked.
Did you hear me say anything else?
Song Lan looked puzzled.
Qin Yanzheng immediately shook his head.
"..."
After quietly observing the man for a while, Song Lan felt completely bewildered, but for Qin Yanzheng's sake, she turned her gaze to Wu Dong: "Comrade Wu, did I say anything else?"
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