Song Xiuxiu and Song Pingping, the two sisters, arrived together.
Madam Rong was the one who opened the door.
When she saw the two sisters, she was especially happy.
You see, her daughter seed to have no close girl friends, and Qin i even less so.
At the mont, the ages of the two sisters happened to match that of her daughter and Qin i.
She was very hopeful that the young girls could play with Qin i.
"Auntie, hello!"
"Hello, co on in quickly, Yanyan is waiting for you!"
Song Xiuxiu and Song Pingping could feel that the auntie before them was particularly happy and very hospitable.
It wasn’t at all like that Li Juan... Li Juan’s mother had been cursing all afternoon! It seed she was talking about how Madam Rong had threatened to cut her with a knife.
The sisters entered.
After closing the door, Madam Rong turned to them and said, "Have a seat for a mont, I’ll go call Yanyan."
She then shouted, "Yanyan, co out. Your friends are here."
Her use of the word "friends" made Song Xiuxiu feel unexpectedly honored and also very happy.
After all, to be friends with soone as impressive as Rong Yan...
Rong Yan was just about to co out when she heard the shout and knew it was the Song sisters.
So she ca out.
"Rong Yan."
"Sister Rong, hello!"
The sisters called out to her in turn.
Rong Yan smiled at them, "You’ve co at just the right ti. Let’s go to that room."
The room she was heading to was the one Qin i lived in... it was quite spacious and bright, with a large table, perfect for painting, reading, and writing.
The two hurriedly followed.
Qin i brought stools for them.
"Sit down!" Rong Yan also found a spot to sit down. Then she waved Song Pingping over, "Pingping, co here, I’ll start by teaching you a basic..."
Song Pingping quickly approached and sat on the other side of the table.
Then she took out her own paintbrush and paper.
"I’ll draw sothing simple for you... then watch carefully..."
Rong Yan started to demonstrate.
Song Xiuxiu also leaned over to watch.
But as soone who was quite unsophisticated, she had no interest in painting whatsoever.
After watching briefly, she sat a little further away.
Song Pingping, however, watched very closely and with great seriousness, but when it ca her turn to paint... "Sister Rong, I can see how to do it, but when I try to paint, it just doesn’t work out, as if my hand isn’t my own, what should I do?"
Rong Yan: ... "Take it slow, don’t rush. It’s always like this when you’re just learning... keep practicing, and if you have any questions, you can ask or ii."
Song Pingping nodded hastily, "Okay, Sister Rong, I got it."
At that mont, Madam Rong ca in with a plate of cut waterlon.
"Here, have so waterlon to cool off!"
Song Xiuxiu quickly stood up, "Auntie, you’re too kind, there’s no need for you to cut waterlon for us, we’re not thirsty or hungry..."
Being treated to food right away, they would feel hesitant to co over in the future.
"Waterlon doesn’t count for much. Anyway, it’s hogrown, so don’t be shy. Alright, you girls go ahead and talk, I’m heading out." Madam Rong said and left.
She wouldn’t join in on the young people’s conversation. Otherwise, the sisters would probably feel awkward with her around.
With her leaving, Song Xiuxiu indeed relaxed a lot, "Auntie, you’re so nice!"
"Mm, my mom is indeed great. Co on, eat the waterlon! If you don’t eat it now, it won’t taste as good later."
Song Xiuxiu: ...
So what if the taste is a little off? Such a precious waterlon, even if it had been left out for two or three days, she would still be willing to eat it.
Rong Yan, seeing her not reaching for the waterlon, simply passed two yuan worth over to her and then gave one yuan worth to Song Pingping.
As for Qin i, there was no need to call her, she would eat on her own.
The four of them started eating the waterlon.
Song Xiuxiu originally wanted to eat fewer pieces, but the taste was really too good, and she unconsciously ate a few more pieces.
Song Pingping did the sa.
The four people finished a whole waterlon.
Rong Yan asked the two younger ones to continue painting, while she herself called Song Xiuxiu to another hall.
"That Li Juan’s mother...has been cursing at ho nonstop, saying her sister-in-law took a knife to her."
Hearing this, Rong Yan’s eyebrows involuntarily raised.
Her mom hadn’t even told her about such an important matter.
It seed Li Juan must have said sothing when she returned from the hospital in the morning.
"That Li Juan’s mother also said you stole Li Juan’s job at the hospital, which is just laughable. What job does she have? And in a hospital no less... She hasn’t even started at a technical secondary school..."
Rong Yan: ...
"She said I stole her hospital job?"
That bla is too big to pin on .
Song Xiuxiu nodded, "Yeah! She’s been talking about it nonstop! Really sick. Even when she does co out of dical School, it’d be impossible for her to beco a nurse at the main hospital. I’ve heard they’re very strict with recruitnt there, not sowhere people like her could get into."
"Besides, her aunt doesn’t have a good relationship with her, and they are disconnected by one household. People are really annoyed by their family."
Rong Yan: ...
That Li Juan really likes to talk nonsense, her issues are serious.
"Just ignore her."
"Her mom got chased by her sister-in-law with a knife and beca timid, only daring to scold in her own ho."
Rong Yan’s eyes grew cold; if they dared to curse vilely again, she would only have to pay them a visit. Otherwise, letting that mother and daughter keep cursing like that just wouldn’t do.
They live in the sa lane; without a show of force, they probably wouldn’t shut up.
"Sister Rong, was it you who found the doctor for Sun Xiaoyu?"
"Sort of." Counting as selling herself out also counted.
Song Xiuxiu was quite a talker and quite gossipy.
Especially good at chatting.
Rong Yan was mostly just listening.
Just as Song Xiuxiu was getting excited in her chatter, Song Pingping ca over.
She looked hesitant.
Rong Yan, seeing her expression, asked, "What’s wrong?"
"...Sister Rong, I, I don’t want to learn painting anymore, it’s too hard, I can’t learn it."
Rong Yan’s mouth twitched, wasn’t this giving up a bit too soon?
"You can try to paint for a few more days. Once you get the hang of it, it’ll beco easier."
Song Pingping shook her head, "I don’t want to paint anymore, I can’t learn it, it’s too hard. Sorry, Sister Rong..."
"Are you sure? Really not going to learn?" asked Rong Yan.
"Not learning," Song Pingping shook her head like a rattle drum.
Seeing that she really didn’t want to learn, Rong Yan nodded, "Alright then!"
She was not one to force others.
Song Pingping, hearing those words, visibly relaxed.
"Sister Rong, can I still play with ii even if I don’t learn to paint?"
"Of course, you can. You two can discuss it yourselves, no need to ask . I won’t restrict your friendship."
Song Pingping imdiately ran off happily.
Only then did Song Xiuxiu comnt, "I knew she would only be interested for three minutes."
So, with Song Pingping not learning, she wouldn’t go criticising her.
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