Song Lan smiled and said, "Okay, you are brother and sister, don't quarrel all the time, it will affect your relationship." After a slight pause, she continued, "Just be aware of what I just mentioned. Remember, no matter how your eldest brother tries to trick you, you must try to deal with it and don't mention it in front of him!"

"I see."

Qin Boyan nodded.

Qin Yaxin also nodded.

"Okay, you guys go to bed early. I'll go check on Xiaowu and Xiaoliu."

Getting up from the chair, Song Lan walked out of Qin Boyan's room.

Qin Yaxin was in no hurry to leave.

The footsteps outside the door disappeared, and she said, "Second brother, actually, my sister-in-law didn't mention that specifically, and I can't remember to bring it up in front of you."

"I have the same opinion as you. However, the fact that my sister-in-law deliberately mentioned this to us tonight shows that she really cares about my brother. She is worried that one day we might chat with him and accidentally mention the disgusting things her adoptive parents did."

Qin Boyan frowned slightly: "You must remember what your sister-in-law said. If your brother asks you, you must think carefully before you speak."

"I know, I know. I don't want my brother to know the ugly faces of that family!"

Thinking of what Luo Yueqin, Song Ning, and Song Jiaojiao said when they asked Song Lan to divorce, Qin Yaxin couldn't help but feel angry. She felt that Song Lan's adoptive parents were all snobbish. Seeing that the Qin family was no longer prosperous, they wanted to cut off their relationship...

As her thoughts turned to this, Qin Yaxin suddenly thought of something and said, "Could those rumors be related to my sister-in-law's adoptive parents? They want my sister-in-law to divorce my brother, and then marry her to the Qian family so that they can get benefits from the Qian family?"

Qin Boyan: "It doesn't matter whether there is a relationship or not, don't tell your guess at home."

Qin Yaxin rolled her eyes: "Am I a fool? If I tell you this, do you want me to crawl back to the capital and settle the score with that family?" Without waiting for Qin Boyan to react, Qin Yaxin turned around and went back to her room.

"Dog temper!"

Qin Boyan muttered something, closed the door, and lay back on the bed.

noon the next day.

When Song Lan got off work and walked into the courtyard, Wu Dong was just pushing Qin Yanzheng to the door of the living room. He saw the large net bag in Song Lan's hand and was puzzled: "What is this..."

"Sister Wang gave it to me."

Walking into the living room, Song Lan put the net bag on the coffee table and said, "It's a thank-you gift. Sister Wang stuffed it into my hand when I got off work. I couldn't refuse it. She also gave me another 100 yuan. I was really uncomfortable at the time."

"Did Comrade Wang accept the money?"

Wu Dong asked.

"No."

Song Lan shook her head and continued, "I specifically called him aside and told him that I didn't want the 150 yuan, but Comrade Wang just turned around and left, saying, 'If Comrade Song doesn't want it, you can deal with it yourself.'"

Speaking of which, Sister Wang had been thinking about giving Song Lan a thank-you gift since Song Lan cured her headache, but because she had to work during the week, she couldn't spare the time to go to the town supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. She could only wait until the weekend to ride her bike to the town.

Although Sister Wang's headache was not as severe as Wang Pujun's mother's, it also tormented Sister Wang for a long time. Similarly, Sister Wang went to the staff hospital to see a doctor, but nothing was found. She could only take the painkillers prescribed by the doctor to relieve the pain.

After Song Lan took her pulse that day and performed acupuncture treatment the next day, Sister Wang's headache disappeared immediately.

Song Lan did not prescribe medicine for Sister Wang because it was not necessary. When she was giving Sister Wang acupuncture, she used her soft internal force to heal her, which is something that ordinary Chinese medicine doctors cannot do.

After all, internal strength is not easy to cultivate, and it is even more difficult to use when applied to traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, in Sister Wang's opinion, it was necessary to thank Song Lan. Therefore, when she saw Song Lan refusing to accept the thank-you gift and the red envelope of 100 yuan she gave her, she couldn't help but deliberately put on a stern face and asked Song Lan if she thought it was too little.

Wu Dong: "I told you yesterday that Comrade Wang would definitely not accept the money, but you didn't believe it at the time."

"It's not that I don't believe it, but I think it's not right to keep the money."

Song Lan explained with a smile.

"You have received rewards for your efforts, and you have a clear conscience!"

This is Qin Yanzheng's voice.

"Now I have to accept it even if I don't want to." Song Lan was quite helpless. She said, "I just took the pulse, gave an acupuncture, and wrote a prescription. In my opinion, this is just a small favor. There is no need for them to pay or send gifts of thanks."

In the original world, she, her grandfather, and their fellow disciples in the Valley of Divine Doctors never charged patients for consultations or acupuncture treatments when they went out for free medical treatment. They only charged for the cost of the medicinal materials.

Unexpectedly, the people she treated were so enthusiastic. Not only did they pay for the consultation, they also gave them gifts of thanks.

It seems... she needs to get used to it slowly, otherwise, the people she cured would feel guilty.

"Okay, I listen to you."

She indeed had a clear conscience.

First of all, she didn't want any gifts or money.

Secondly, she wanted to refuse it, but the other party insisted on giving it to her. He was even worried that she would not accept it and his expression became unhappy, thinking that she thought it was too little.

This is definitely a misunderstanding!

Song Lan collected her thoughts and put the malted milk, canned fruit, canned meat, and a bag of sugar in the net bag into the cabinet. She said to Qin Yanzheng and Wu Dong, "Let's have cold noodles for lunch today."

Qin Yanzheng: "I can do anything."

Wu Dong gave the same answer.

"I'll steam the portion for you a little thinner." Song Lan said this to Qin Yanzheng.

Hearing this, Qin Yanzheng said "hmm".

The two kids were just taken home by Wu Dong, and now they are blowing bubbles in the yard. Needless to say, the bubble water was made by Wu Dong using laundry detergent.

"Sister-in-law, look at how big the bubbles I blow are!"

Holding a small glass bottle of detergent water in one hand and a thin bamboo tube in the other, Tuanzi Xiaowu dipped the bamboo tube in the detergent water, and then blew gently at the other end of the tube with his mouth. Immediately, bubbles flew all over the sky, and under the sunlight, they were colorful and beautiful.

"very beautiful!"

Song Lan praised, and seeing the sweet and soft little girl looking at her eagerly after she had just blown out a few bubbles, she immediately smiled and praised: "Our Xiaoliu is so good, the bubbles she blew are so big and beautiful!"

When the little girl was praised, she immediately blushed with shyness.

"You guys just play in the yard, sister-in-law will go steam some cold noodles for us."

Millet porridge with cold noodles must taste delicious.

Before going to work in the morning, Song Lan soaked some red beans in a bowl. She planned to make red bean and millet porridge at noon and add a few dates to it. Perfect!

"Sister-in-law, I'm back!"

Qin Boyan rode his bike directly into the yard and shouted at the kitchen door without waiting to get off the bike.

"Sister-in-law."

Qin Yaxin jumped off her bicycle at the gate, walked into the yard, and called Song Lan at the kitchen door: "Sister-in-law."

"You're back. Go wash your hands. We'll eat soon."

The cold noodles were already steamed, and Song Lan was cutting them on the chopping board. She looked back at Qin Yaxin and said with a smile, "Let's have cold noodles with millet porridge for lunch."

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