Lin Yufang couldn't sleep, so she went out.
As soon as she came out, Song Xingming naturally followed.
Ruan Qingling had just come out to get some water when she saw the two of them and asked in surprise, "Aunt Lin, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Lin Yufang didn't mention that she felt extremely anxious as soon as she lay down; she only said, "The scenery here is beautiful."
Beautiful scenery, can't sleep?
What scenery can you see at night?
This isn't some futuristic metropolis; it also features a series of neon light shows.
In the dim light, Ruan Qingling could tell that something was wrong with her eyes and brows.
Are you feeling unwell?
Lin Yufang didn't know what to say, so she nodded.
Ruan Qingling had told her that after taking the medicine, her body would change rapidly, but this slow change...
However, the poison in her body was acting up, and coupled with her current restlessness, the discomfort would be even more pronounced.
Just as Lin Yufang was about to ask what to do, Song Shiting returned, and she suddenly stopped talking.
After a whole night, Song Shiting finally finished recording his statement.
Upon entering, Song Shiting saw three figures and scanned their faces.
Ruan Qingling asked, "Why are you back at this time? Did something happen?"
Song Shiting: "Mm."
Lin Yufang said, "It's getting late. Have you had dinner yet? The food I left for you is cold. Would you like me to cook another one?"
She had unconsciously put herself into the role of a mother.
Song Shiting said, "No need."
Ruan Qingling could tell that Lin Yufang had something to ask, but since Song Shiting had just returned, she knew that if she didn't give her a definite answer, Lin Yufang wouldn't be able to sleep.
So Ruan Qingling asked Song Shiting, "Aunt Lin came all the way here to see you. Are you free tomorrow?"
This couldn't have come at the worst possible time!
Song Shiting thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow afternoon is fine, I'll borrow a car then..."
Song Xingming said, "Don't worry about the car, I'll have an old friend come and pick us up."
The matter weighing on Lin Yufang's mind was finally resolved.
He immediately nodded and said, "Okay."
Only Ruan Qingling and Song Shiting remained.
Ruan Qingling turned on the light in the kitchen.
Song Shiting sat down, already very tired.
Ruan Qingling took out a bowl of chicken soup and said, "This is for you."
Song Shiting watched as Ruan Qingling placed the bowl in front of him with her fair hands.
I stared at her hands, somewhat stunned.
Ruan Qingling asked, "What happened over there this afternoon? Why have you been working without eating?"
Song Shiting said, "There's a case in town where a boy's genitals were cut off by his neighbor."
Ruan Qingling: "..."
What kind of person is so despicable?
They're targeting children!
She asked Song Shiting, "Is the other party difficult to deal with?"
Song Shiting briefly explained the situation.
As for what kind of dark force the other party was, Song Shiting didn't tell Ruan Qingling, for fear that she would worry.
Ruan Qingling said regretfully, "It's not a matter of time, it's that using salt to preserve it is too unethical. Otherwise, it could still be salvaged."
Song Shiting looked up at Ruan Qingling.
Under the lamplight, her face shone with a serene beauty.
Song Shiting couldn't imagine what it would be like for Ruan Qingling to perform that kind of surgery on someone, even if the person was a child.
Before even drinking the soup, Song Shiting took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.
Ruan Qingling looked at him in surprise: "How do you have so much money?"
Song Shiting said, "The money from the business."
Ruan Qingling: "..."
He barely had time to participate, yet he still managed to get a share of the money?
Did you receive the most or the least money?
Song Shiting picked up the bowl and said, "Generally, the distribution is based on labor, and everyone receives a different amount of money."
"Then what kind of labor do you use?"
Song Shiting looked at Ruan Qingling, whose clear and beautiful eyes were fixed on him.
He said, "Use your brain."
Ruan Qingling smiled.
Manual labor certainly cannot create more wealth.
In a group, those who can use their brains will definitely earn more.
I never imagined he could earn money through mental labor in addition to physical labor.
Ruan Qingling suddenly reached out and hugged Song Shiting's neck.
Song Shiting looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened for a moment.
Ruan Qingling quickly kissed him on the cheek, and when Song Shiting's eyes darkened, she said, "Hurry up and eat. You have to drink all the chicken soup so you can do physical work later."
Song Shiting knew what kind of physical labor she was referring to, and with a flick of his wrist, he downed the drink in one gulp.
Yaya wasn't around at night, and the bed was big enough.
Both of them had a great time.
Ruan Qingling dared not utter a sound, fearing that the soundproofing was inadequate and would disturb the people next door.
Unfortunately, their room was right in the middle.
...
The next morning, Song Shiting got up to make breakfast.
Lin Yufang saw it and was taken aback for a moment.
She didn't sleep well last night, so she got up early.
I didn't expect to see Song Shiting boiling water in the kitchen as soon as I woke up.
He came home so late last night, but got up early this morning to work again?
Has it always been like this?
But she dared not ask these questions aloud.
She had already made a decision in her mind: after today's test, she would definitely have someone investigate how he had survived before.
Song Shiting said, "If you don't like the porridge we have in the morning, you can go to the town streets to find something you like to eat."
Lin Yufang nodded.
The more she looked at Song Shiting, the gentler her gaze became.
She said, "You want to cook porridge, right? I'll cook it. My porridge is delicious."
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