Her cousin was Song Yueying? It was actually Song Yueying? She was Song Yueying's older cousin! Qi Yanyun's anger vanished instantly, replaced by secret joy.
Slowly sitting up, Song Rumeng bent down to help him, but he refused.
Her attempts to be courteous were met with indifference, leaving Song Rumeng somewhat disappointed. But she didn't give up. "Qi Zhiqing, would you like some water? I'll get you some."
"No need, you don't need to pour me water, I won't drink it." Qi Yanyun moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking up at Song Rumeng, his expression much gentler than before.
It was as if he wasn't the one who had just angrily called Song Rumeng a shameless woman, saying, "She's really shameless."
"Say it again, what's your cousin's name?" Qi Yanyun asked, trying to confirm if she had mistaken someone else.
Two days ago, he didn't want to work in the fields and used feeling unwell as an excuse to rest at home. The older educated youth thought he was really sick and went to call the village doctor to see him.
The village doctor who came to treat him was Song Yueying. He didn't know that Song Yueying was a village doctor. He was pleasantly surprised and happy to see Song Yueying.
Song Yueying was not happy to see him, and even had an apprentice treat him. In the end, she had the old educated youth bring him back two bowls of unpalatable medicinal soup.
He didn't want to drink the medicine, but the old educated youth kept saying things like "good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease," and patiently persuaded him for a long time.
To avoid being discovered that he was faking illness, he had no choice but to drink the two bowls of medicine. Then he started having diarrhea, which lasted for a day and a night, and he only felt a little better yesterday.
His legs were still weak today, and his stomach was still a little uncomfortable. He didn't believe that Song Yueying had caused his diarrhea, because Song Yueying didn't have that ability.
"Song Yueying," Song Rumeng repeated without suspicion, adding a few words about Song Yueying as she went along, "My cousin is the village doctor in our brigade, but..."
"Actually, it's nothing much, it's just that she has a bit of a bad temper, which makes the villagers very distressed."
“These are all harmless things; my cousin has a kind heart.”
"Although she would scold the villagers who came to her for treatment, it was all for their own good."
Song Rumeng had her own plans. The worse she made Song Yueying sound, the less likely Comrade Qi would be deceived by Song Yueying's appearance when he saw her.
The name was correct, and she was indeed the village doctor; her cousin was Song Yueying. Qi Yanyun smiled. He had been searching for a reason to see Song Yueying, and fate had delivered his cousin to him.
Okay, okay, that's great!
Seeing Qi Yanyun smile at her, Song Rumeng was captivated again, her heart skipping a beat. She thought to herself, "Qi Yanyun smiling at me means he must have feelings for me."
"Moon Shadow... uh..." Qi Yanyun stopped speaking, coughed lightly, and changed the subject, "Comrade Song, what did you just say your name was?"
Song Rumeng frowned. She thought she had just heard him say the name Yueying. No, she must have misheard. He was a new educated youth; it was impossible for him to...know Song Yueying.
No, he knows Song Yueying. A couple of days ago, Song Yueying came to the educated youth center to treat a new educated youth, and she was treating him.
"Song Yueying, you're trying to ruin my plans again!" Song Rumeng thought to herself, seething with hatred, but she still answered Qi Yanyun's question, "My name is Song Rumeng."
“Qi Zhiqing, you can call me Rumeng.”
Qi Yanyun said gently, "We only met today, so it's not good to call you by your name. It would ruin your reputation. I'd rather call you Comrade Song."
"Qi Zhiqing, you're being too formal," Song Rumeng said with a smile. "You came to our village to support our rural development, so we're all comrades-in-arms."
"You weren't assigned to any other place, but instead came to our village, which means we are destined to meet."
Song Rumeng was practically saying that she wasn't afraid of a bad reputation, but only of not being able to get involved with you.
Fate? Who has any fate with her? Humph! Qi Yanyun sneered inwardly, ignoring the question, and asked, "Comrade Song, are you and your cousin on good terms?"
“Very good, my cousin and I have a very, very good relationship.” Song Rumeng said “very good” twice in a row.
Firstly, he was afraid that Qi Yanyun wouldn't believe him, and secondly, he wanted to lower Qi Yanyun's guard.
"You two are such good friends, do you often work in the fields together?" Qi Yanyun asked again.
Song Rumeng shook her head and said, "No, I'm the only one who works in the fields. My cousin is the village doctor. Village doctors treat the villagers and don't have to work in the fields."
"Your cousin is a village doctor! Has she always been the village doctor?" Qi Yanyun coaxed, trying to get more information about Song Yueying from Song Rumeng.
As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated." He needs to gain Song Yueying's forgiveness in order to better control her.
If he had known earlier that Song Yueying was capable, he would never have given up on her or let her return to the countryside.
I heard from that old educated youth that Song Yueying's man has come back from the dead. Currently, the only man who can be considered Song Yueying's man is her cousin.
His cousin died a year ago.
He couldn't believe his cold, aloof cousin could come back to life. If it wasn't his cousin, then who was this so-called man of Song Yueying?
Could it be... that the higher-ups not only sent him, but also someone in a similar situation to him to approach Song Yueying?
“Of course not,” Song Rumeng explained. “My cousin’s husband died a year ago, and her in-laws didn’t want her anymore, so she came back to our village.”
"At that time, the village doctor was seriously ill and had to go to the city for treatment."
“The village is leaving, and there will be no village doctor in my brigade. My cousin volunteered because she knows medicine.”
"I don't know what method she used, but she got the original village doctor to recommend her to the brigade leader. That's how my cousin became the village doctor for our brigade."
Song Rumeng's words revealed a lot of information, and she believed that if Qi Yanyun wasn't stupid, he would understand what she meant.
"I see." Qi Yanyun nodded, then asked, "Did you know your cousin could make pills?"
"Pills? What pills?" Song Rumeng asked with a puzzled look.
Seeing that Song Rumeng's confusion didn't seem feigned, Qi Yanyun frowned. "Your cousin can make the pills to treat the illness. Did you know that?"
"I..." Song Rumeng was about to say that she didn't know when she suddenly remembered that she was a beautiful woman standing in front of him, so why did he always ask about her cousin?
This thought made Song Rumeng wary. Could it be... could it be that he and Song Yueying had met more than once, just that day when they went to the doctor?
Qi Yanyun knew Song Yueying before... that's impossible, right?
But Song Yueying's husband's name was Qi Yanjue, while this new educated youth's name was Qi Yanyun. They shared the same surname Qi and the same middle character, only the last character was different.
Could it be that the two of them are really in a relationship?
By the flickering light of the kerosene lamp, Song Rumeng carefully examined Qi Yanyun. She was shocked by what she saw.
The newly arrived educated youth does indeed bear a striking resemblance to Qi Yanjue.
"Do you know Qi Yanjue?" Song Rumeng suddenly asked.
Qi Yanyun's heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out, "I don't know him."
"Really? You really don't know Qi Yanjue?" Song Rumeng didn't believe him. She looked suspiciously at Qi Yanyun's face, which was somewhat similar to Qi Yanjue's.
“You and Qi Yanjue look somewhat alike. You both have the surname Qi, and your given names are only one character different.”
The more Song Rumeng talked, the more she felt that her relationship with Qi Yanjue was not just that of acquaintances, but definitely had something more to it.
"I don't know him. I don't know the person you're talking about." Qi Yanyun stuck to her previous statement and refused to change her story. "There are many people in the world who look alike."
"There are many people with the same name, and even more people with similar names."
Song Rumeng thought about it and realized that what he said made sense. Maybe she was just being too sensitive, which was why she thought that way.
She picked up the aluminum lunchbox she had brought, opened it, and revealed the dumplings inside. Song Rumeng handed it to Qi Yanyun, smiling as she said, "Qi Yanyun, these are dumplings I brought for you."
"Try it and see if it suits your taste."
Qi Yanyun looked at the dumplings in the aluminum lunchbox, smelled them, and his mouth inevitably watered. He figured it must be because of the medicinal soup he had drunk a couple of days ago.
Even now, he has no taste in his mouth.
Turning her face away, Qi Yanyun gritted her teeth and refused, saying, "Comrade Song, we're not in a relationship, it's inappropriate for you to bring me dumplings. If I eat your dumplings..."
"Others will definitely gossip if they see this, and our reputations will be damaged."
He really wanted to eat those dumplings, but he couldn't show it; he even had to pretend to refuse, so as to demonstrate his gentleness and thoughtfulness.
He always considers the reputation of lesbians and can manipulate a woman's heart in an instant.
“I’ve always said we’re revolutionary comrades, so eating a bowl of dumplings is nothing. Qi Zhiqing, why are you still so awkward?” Song Rumeng said with a hurt expression.
"You must not consider me a comrade-in-arms, that's why you're being so distant with me."
As she spoke, Song Rumeng couldn't help but bite her lip, her eyes reddening.
She desperately wanted to pounce on Qi Yanyun and do *that* with him. But what if the other educated youth returned and saw her and Qi Yanyun sleeping together…
Even if Qi Yanyun is unwilling, he'll have no choice but to accept it. He'll have to marry her obediently, or she'll throw a tantrum and threaten suicide.
If that didn't work, she threatened to sue him for molesting her.
But she can't do that yet. Qi Yanyun is still wary of her and hasn't eaten the dumplings she brought.
“Qi Zhiqing.” Taking a deep breath, Song Rumeng looked at Qi Yanyun and choked up as she said, “Do you hate me? You must hate me.”
"You must hate me to refuse to eat the dumplings I brought."
A few teardrops still clung to Song Rumeng's face, and her eyes were slightly red. In the flickering light, she looked like a flower drenched by the recent downpour.
Fragile and shaky, it evokes pity.
"I don't hate you." Even if he hated her, Qi Yanyun wouldn't say it now. Because she was still holding the dumplings he wanted to eat.
Moreover, he would use Song Rumeng's identity to get closer to Song Yueying, so he would never say that he disliked Song Rumeng.
He was extremely adept at feigning affection towards women.
Song Rumeng pushed the aluminum lunchbox in her hand forward a bit. "I don't believe what you're saying. If you really don't hate me, then eat the dumplings I brought."
"This..." Qi Yanyun glanced at the dumplings in the aluminum lunchbox with feigned difficulty. Then he looked at Song Rumeng, sighed, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll eat, I'll eat."
Song Rumeng cheered up, and when she saw Qi Yanjue take the aluminum lunchbox, she smiled even more happily.
Why was she so happy when he agreed to eat the dumplings she brought? Qi Yanyun was a little puzzled, the aroma of dumplings filling his nostrils, tempting him to taste them.
That slight puzzlement vanished from her mind, and Qi Yanyun began to eat her dumplings.
Song Rumeng naturally sat down next to him, watching him eat dumplings with a smile.
The rain outside was getting heavier, but the temperature inside was getting higher and higher.
The rain stopped in the early morning, and when the sun came out in the morning, the rainwater on the ground evaporated very quickly.
After washing up, Song Yueying sat at the square table, her hands supporting her on the surface. She watched Qi Yanjue serve her noodle soup while listening to him tell her about her mother's whereabouts.
After listening, she couldn't help but frown and ask, "Did my mom really tell you that?"
"Yes." Qi Yanjue nodded and said, "I told her that it rained last night, so the mushrooms in the mountains won't grow so quickly. We won't be able to find many mushrooms in the mountains today."
"But she wouldn't listen, insisting on going into the mountains to pick mushrooms to cook for me," Song Yueying replied naturally.
"It seems you understand Mom's personality very well." Qi Yanjue smiled and placed a bowl of noodle soup in front of her. "It's a little hot, eat slowly."
After giving her his instructions, Qi Yanjue continued the previous topic, "That's exactly what Mom said."
Song's mother's original words were, "My little Yingzi likes to eat mushrooms, so I must go into the mountains today to find mushrooms and cook them for her."
"Our mom, our mom," he said so fluently! Song Yueying glanced at Qi Yanjue speechlessly, "My mom hasn't had any more episodes lately, so let her do whatever she wants."
As I said before, as long as Song's mother is happy, that's all that matters.
When she first transmigrated, Song Yueying realized that Song's mother was a loving and caring mother. Song Yueying decided to treat her well and take care of her in her old age, in place of the original owner.
Ever since she dreamt that the original owner of the body had completely left, and as Song Yueying spent more time living with her mother, she genuinely began to treat her mother as her own.
"Your attitude towards Mom seems to have changed somewhat," Qi Yanjue said. He was observant and could naturally sense that Song Yueying's attitude towards her mother had changed.
"Really?" Song Yueying had no doubt that he could sense the change in her feelings towards her mother.
It's normal that he could discover that she wasn't the original Song Yueying, and he could discover other things as well.
"Yes." Qi Yanjue nodded heavily, looking directly at Song Yueying. "You used to be good to our mother, but you never spoiled her like this."
He used the word "indulgence" very well. Song Yueying didn't say anything, but just looked at Qi Yanjue. She felt that he probably had more to say.
Qi Yanjue didn't keep her waiting long, and said very bluntly, "To be precise, before you only wanted to treat her well and respect her, but you didn't really treat her as your mother."
“Now, you spoil her like this because you truly consider her your mother.”
"I guess she did something to make you truly accept her as your mother."
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