Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

Song Lan asked with a smile.

Qin Yanzheng: "When I was in college, a classmate and I learned some Chinese massage techniques from our elders. One time, we all felt tired after physical training, so that classmate gave us a massage for a while. To be honest, we all felt that the massage was very effective."

"The massage technique is in place and can really relieve physical fatigue."

With a smile on her face, Song Lan relaxed her whole body, enjoying the man's service. She suddenly asked, "After Comrade Chen and the others left in the afternoon, you asked Dad that question. Did you have any idea?"

Hearing this, Qin Yanzheng paused and said, "Do you want me to ask Dad if he knows Mr. Wang Changping?"

Song Lan said "hmm".

"I just think what Comrade Chen said is a bit too coincidental. Although there are many people in this world who look alike and have no blood relationship but live in different places, the moment Comrade Chen arrived at our house and saw Dad,

I felt that Dad was about 60% similar to an old man they knew in their compound, and they also said that if that old man Wang was 20 or 30 years younger, Dad would probably be about 80% similar to him, so I couldn't help but think about it a little more."

Qin Yanzheng's tone was calm. After listening to his explanation, Song Lan asked again: "Did Dad really never mention Grandpa in front of you brothers and sisters?"

"No."

After thinking carefully for a moment, Qin Yanzheng shook his head and said, "I have never seen my grandparents since I can remember. I asked my father when I was young, but he talked to me the most about my grandmother. As for my grandfather, he only briefly mentioned that he had passed away when he was young. That was what my grandmother told my father."

Song Lan pondered for a moment and said, "That is to say, Dad has most likely never seen Grandfather, and therefore has no impression of him."

"maybe."

Qin Yanzheng said: "My intuition tells me that there should be some kind of connection between my father and that old man Wang, but my father denied it personally today, which means that even if the two know each other, he doesn't want to mention each other at home."

"Then let's respect Dad's wishes and not mention Mr. Wang at home anymore."

Song Lan said softly, "Dad has you children, and he will have many grandchildren in the future. He will never lack relatives around him in this life."

"you're right."

Qin Yanzheng's clear and magnetic voice was mixed with a smile: "I can see that in Dad's heart, you, the daughter-in-law, are much more important than us as his children. Every time I see Dad showing you a loving smile, to be honest, I can't help but feel jealous!"

"Are you so petty?"

Song Lan laughed out loud: "Dad treats me well, the most fundamental reason is nothing more than that I am your wife, do you have to be so petty and jealous about this?"

"I am Dad's eldest son, he should treat me best."

Qin Yanzheng said this deliberately. Hearing this, Song Lan raised her eyebrows: "Really? You mean Dad shouldn't be too nice to me, and at the same time, in Dad's heart, my importance shouldn't be greater than that of you brothers and sisters?"

"..."

Seeing his wife's raised eyebrows through the dressing mirror, Qin Yanzheng clearly had a sense of crisis, but he still wanted to fool her. He said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't think so."

"I think that's what you think, Qin Yanzheng. When I'm angry, I can't be appeased."

Song Lan pretended to be unhappy, and her face turned cold almost instantly.

"No, daughter-in-law, please don't be angry, I'm just teasing you! You are more important to your father than I am to you, I am so happy, how can I be jealous about this?!

Moreover, Dad treats you well, and you are more important to Dad than me, the eldest son, because you are a good daughter-in-law and sister-in-law. Unlike me, the eldest son in the family, I was not there when Dad, my brothers and sisters, and this family needed me the most.

Just from this point of view, Dad treats you better than me, and since I am not as important as you in Dad's heart, I have no right to make a comment."

Qin Yanzheng spoke seriously. After listening to what he said, and seeing his particularly serious expression in the dressing mirror, Song Lan finally couldn't help but let out a low laugh: "I'm just teasing you, there's no need to take it seriously."

Unexpectedly, as she finished speaking, Qin Yanzheng also laughed softly and said, "I know."

"why are you laughing?"

Song Lan was puzzled.

"Am I smiling?"

Qin Yanzheng stopped laughing and pretended to be serious. He cleared his throat and said, "You heard wrong. I didn't laugh."

"There's nothing wrong with my ears."

Song Lan replied.

"Then what do you think your husband is laughing at?"

Qin Yanzheng had a smile on his face, his eyes were gentle and doting, and he asked back.

"how could I know."

Facing the man in the mirror, Song Lan rolled her eyes.

"You want to know, right?"

Qin Yanzheng went to the bathroom to put the towel away. When he came back, he took a comb in his hand to help Song Lan comb her long hair. He said, "I feel very lucky to have met you. I'm glad that my wife is talented, beautiful, kind-hearted, humble, and treats me and my family sincerely. Thinking of this, thinking of your kindness, I couldn't help but..."

Song Lan's face flushed at this time. She glanced at the man coquettishly: "Am I as good as you say?"

"You said it a thousand times better than I did!"

Qin Yanzheng combed the girl's long hair to make it smooth. The next moment, he put the comb on the dressing table, then stretched out his long arms and picked up Song Lan horizontally.

"Put me down quickly!"

Song Lan tried to break free.

Qin Yanzheng didn't give her this opportunity. He carried her to the bed and said softly, "Wife, the night is short, we should rest!"

"How can I rest if you hold me in your arms? Let go, Qin Yanzheng, did you hear me? Qin Yanzheng, um..."

Before Song Lan could finish her words, the man kissed her red lips and they both fell on the soft and comfortable big bed.

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The next day.

The lunch time passed quickly. Song Lan, Qin Yanzheng, Qin Yaqing and others had lunch with Qin's father. After Qin's father rested until about 1:30 in the afternoon and went to work, the group carried the things that Qin's father asked them to take away into the car, and then, reluctantly, they drove all the way back to the Red Star Machinery Factory.

As evening approached, the car slowly drove into the old residential area for employees of the machinery factory.

As soon as they entered the house, Qin Yaqing, Qin Boyan and Qin Yaxin started to get busy without Song Lan's instructions.

Clean the house inside and outside, wipe the wardrobe, tables, chairs and benches, wash the pots and pans in the kitchen, and relight the heating stove.

Even the two little ones were not idle, rushing to do the housework within their ability.

Everyone in the house was busy in an orderly manner. In less than half an hour, the house at the machinery factory returned to its lively appearance before the New Year.

"It's the weekend in three days. I don't know if I can rest normally then. If I can, let's go back to the village to wish my parents a happy new year. Also..."

The family had a casual dinner. It was already around eight o'clock in the evening. As husband and wife, Song Lan and Qin Yanzheng had to live together.