"That's different. The village chief's is the village chief's, and mine is mine."
"this……"
Lu Lan was confused, but he didn't seem to be in any trouble.
"Auntie, just take it! If you don't, I'll eat it as a snack."
Song Chi tore the package apart, quickly unscrewed the cough syrup and handed it to Lu Lan, "Auntie, drink a small capful, and drink it three times a day after meals."
This time, Lu Lan couldn't refuse even if he wanted to, because Song Chi had already opened the letter.
She knew that Song Chi went to get medicine for her because he saw her coughing all the time, and his eyes were very red.
Ever since her husband went to jail, the whole village seemed to have isolated their family. No one wanted to talk to her or get close to her.
"Thank you, Song Zhiqing, thank you."
Lu Lan wiped his tears and his voice choked.
Song Chi felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect that the characters that the author only mentioned briefly in the article had such a hard life in their world.
Lu Yanchen, who was standing at the door of the kitchen watching this scene, turned around silently and went back to pick firewood to help Song Chi boil water for a bath.
He sat quietly in a chair, staring at the stove in a daze, slowly exhaling smoke.
He has been able to fight and risk his life since he was young. It's not that he wants to do so, but if he doesn't, he won't be able to protect his frail mother and his newborn brother.
"Are you heating my bath water?"
Song Chi entered the clean kitchen and stood there staring at Lu Yanchen.
Lu Yanchen hurriedly exhaled the last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the stove, and said lightly, "The well water is cold, you are not suitable to wash directly."
"I thought so too. I was just about to go into the kitchen to see how to boil water for a bath, but I didn't expect you to boil it."
After Song Chi finished speaking, he squatted beside Lu Yanchen, holding his chin with his hands and staring at the stove fire. The firelight reflected on his red face, which looked very beautiful.
Lu Yanchen kept staring at Song Chi, taking in Song Chi's cute and bored pouting look, and was unknowingly fascinated by him.
Will it be easy and worry-free to live with this type of person?
"Is there something on my face?"
Song Chi, with his hands on his chin, tilted his head and looked at Lu Yanchen intently, wondering why he was suddenly staring at him.
"Nothing."
Lu Yanchen withdrew his gaze indifferently. He and Song Chi were not from the same world, so how could they live together?
After boiling the water, Lu Yanchen helped Song Chi carry it into the house and left without looking back, sleeping in the same room with Lu Xiao.
But he couldn't fall asleep and kept staring at the beams.
Lu Xiao was sleeping very soundly, smacking his lips and scratching his body from time to time, which seemed to be caused by mosquito bites.
Lu Yanchen, with his arms resting on the back of his head, thought of Song Chi. The meat was so tender that it was bound to be targeted by mosquitoes, but what did it have to do with him? Why should he worry about it?
As the night grew deeper, just when Lu Yanchen was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Lu Yanchen opened his eyes and vaguely heard the sound of sniffing. He immediately got out of bed and walked quickly towards the door.
As soon as the door opened, it was Song Chi as expected.
Her little face, neck, and arms were all covered with mosquito bites. She held the teddy bear in her arms and looked up at him crying in grievance, "There are so many mosquitoes. They are about to carry me back to their nests and suck me up. It hurts so much."
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