"it is good."

Qin Shuhan wore glasses on his nose and had an intellectual temperament. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Has Yan Zheng contacted his family?"

"No. Dad knows that Yan Zheng is busy with work and it's normal for him not to contact home."

The tone was relaxed and with a smile. It was obvious that Song Lan was afraid that her father-in-law would hear something unusual and then think too much.

"Too."

Qin Shuhan nodded. He understood what Song Lan said. After all, his eldest son's work was extremely confidential. Even as a father, he didn't know much. He only knew that once he was busy, he would not contact his family actively, and he might not receive any news about him for a year or two.

We walked and chatted along the way and finally entered the gate of the forest farm.

When Song Lan saw Qin Shuhan's residence, it would be a lie to say that she was not touched.

Simple and dilapidated!

The house was made of adobe, with cracks on the walls and a thatched roof. The window frames were shaky and I was afraid that they would fall to the ground if a gust of wind blew past.

The room only had a broken rectangular wooden table with only three legs. On both sides of the wooden table were two single beds made from one-meter-wide wooden boards.

Toiletries were placed in the washbasin, which was placed under the table.

It’s okay to not have a thermos now because of the weather, but when the temperature drops completely, it will be difficult to even have a sip of hot water, not to mention the need for hot water for washing.

When Song Lan was looking around Qin Shuhan's residence, Qin Shuhan had already started to get busy. He took out a cloth bag from under the bed, then reached in and grabbed a few handfuls of black flour into the bowl, and then planned to cook on the stove built outside the thatched hut.

"Dad, what are you..."

Noticing Qin Shuhan's actions, Song Lan looked at him and couldn't help but ask.

"Sit down and take a rest. Dad will cook for you."

Qin Shuhan smiled gently and said, "I have some leftover wild vegetables I picked yesterday. I'll put them in the pot later. You can also taste Dad's cooking skills."

"Dad...you wouldn't eat vegetable porridge for three meals a day, would you?"

Song Lan knew that her father-in-law was probably not having a good life in the forest farm, but she didn't expect that his life was so difficult that he could only afford three meals a day. No, she was afraid that he couldn't even meet the standard of three meals a day. He could only have two meals a day and had to live on vegetable porridge.

The most important thing is that this dish is cooked with black noodles.

No wonder he has lost so much weight in just a month. It can be said that there is almost no flesh on his face.

Song Lan's eyes were slightly sour, and she opened her mouth to say something else, but Qin Shuhan seemed to have guessed what she was going to say, and smiled and shook his head, saying: "How can we eat vegetable porridge three times a day? Dad occasionally cooks some noodles for us. Look, we just finished the last bit of noodles yesterday, and we didn't have time to ask someone to help buy some from the town supply and marketing cooperative at the foot of the mountain."

She knew that these were words of comfort from the other party, not wanting her to worry, but because of this, Song Lan felt even worse. She said, "I am not well prepared this time. Next time I come to visit Dad, I will bring you a thermos and some food."

"no, I'm fine.

Qin Shuhan waved his hand: "Dad won't starve here, just take care of yourself and your family, don't worry about Dad, and don't come here often."

He knew that his wife had passed away, and his eldest son was busy working away from home, which meant that the entire burden of the family fell on his daughter-in-law's shoulders. As an elder, he could not help share the worries, so how could he add to her burden?

Besides, he didn't want to bring trouble to the little girl and his children at home.

Yes, in his heart, the child in front of him was just a little girl. Even though she was his eldest daughter-in-law and the eldest daughter-in-law in the family, she was only two or three years older than the second child in his family. She had not grown up yet!

Since he knew it in his heart, he naturally couldn't add another burden to her already thin shoulders!

What's more... What's more, he won't starve to death in the forest farm. As long as he completes his tasks well on weekdays, he can get the rations he deserves. He doesn't need any help from his family at all!

"I see."

Although she responded like this, Song Lan actually didn't take Qin Shuhan's words seriously. She had already decided to come to the forest farm again during the weekend to rest.

Anyway, she was here, even if she was an elder, could they chase her away immediately? Or throw away the things she brought?

"You have to be obedient, or Dad will be angry."

Qin Shuhan emphasized that he was afraid that Song Lan might say one thing and mean another.

"Don't worry, I always listen to my elders."

Song Lan smiled, took out the things she brought and placed them on Qin Shuhan's bed: "Dad, these four letters are written to you by my second brother."

Handing the letter to Qin Shuhan, Song Lan continued, "The weather is getting colder. This time I brought you two sets of thick clothes, autumn clothes, and a wool vest. In addition, I also brought you these commonly used medicines..."

Picking up small gourd-shaped porcelain bottles, pointing at the names of the medicines labeled on them, Song Lan introduced them to Qin Shuhan.

"Okay, Dad will remember it."

Qin Shuhan put away all the medicine bottles, and then he heard Song Lan say, "This is malted milk, remember to make a cup every day. As for the White Rabbit candy, you can hold it in your mouth or dissolve it in water. After all, you are doing physical work and need more nutrition. Otherwise, you will easily get tired."

A can of malted milk, a bag of White Rabbit candy, a bag of white sugar, two bottles of canned fruit, and a bag of snacks.

Looking at these big and small bags, Qin Shuhan didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It didn't cost much, Dad, you don't need to feel bad."

Song Lan's tone was relaxed. She smiled and said, "This peach tastes really good. Dad can give some to the uncle who lives in the same room with us to try."

"Lan Lan..."

Qin Shuhan looked at Song Lan quietly. When Song Lan made eye contact with him, he said, "Dad is doing well here. Don't put all the burdens on your shoulders, especially don't buy food and drinks for Dad. Do you understand?"

"I don't want anything to happen to you, Dad. You are the head of our family. If something happens to you, what will we do? You don't know that Xiaowu and Xiaoliu are always complaining about me at home.

They said they missed their father. When I came to the forest farm this time, they actually wanted to come with me, but I didn’t let them. After all, school has officially started and it would be bad to delay their studies.

But I promised them that I would bring them with me. When they really meet you, they will be upset to see that you are as thin as you are now, or even thinner than now. "

Hearing Song Lan say this, Qin Shuhan's mouth twitched, ready to respond, but unexpectedly, Song Lan's voice once again spilled out of his lips and teeth: "Once they let go of something, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to sit in the classroom and study peacefully."

"..."

Qin Shuhan didn't know how to respond.

Song Lan: "Dad, the country needs a lot of talents to develop. I believe you will return to your original position and the university will resume normal enrollment.

Opportunities are for those who are prepared. Once this opportunity comes, if my second brother and his friends don’t study hard because they have something else on their mind, won’t they regret it in the future? ! "

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