CHAPTER 357: CHAPTER 296 THE FOURTH WATCH OF DRAGON BOAT FESTIVAL

Before Old Sir Qin could speak, Mr. Qi was already opening his mouth, "Qin Ye’s Wife, don’t call me Elder Qi, just call me Grandpa Qi! Of course, you can also call me Grandpa directly."

He still hoped she would call him Grandpa directly, which was tantamount to her becoming another granddaughter to him.

Rong Yan: ...

Early in the morning, and I’m gaining another grandpa?

Polite without losing her smile, "Grandpa Qi, Grandpa, please have a seat while I wash my face."

Even fairies need to wash their faces.

Just then, Qin Ye came over, bringing them two cups of tea, "Elder Qi, Grandpa, please have some tea."

His appearance happened to dissolve Rong Yan’s awkwardness, and she quickly went to the nearby restroom to wash her face...

"This tea is quite good," Mr. Qi said after taking a sip, his eyes lighting up a bit.

"Of course it’s good; my granddaughter-in-law is the one who found it," Old Master Qin also benefitted from getting a can given by his granddaughter-in-law.

"By the way, Qin Ye, when are you going to work?" Old Master Qin asked his grandson, who was standing beside them.

Qin Ye: "I’m leaving in the morning."

Old Master Qin: ...What’s the difference between saying that and saying nothing? Didn’t you hear that I was asking for the specific time?

"Then let Qin Zhen take you there."

Qin Ye directly refused: "No need." He didn’t mention that someone would be coming to pick him up.

Old Master Qin understood the special nature of his unit, so if he didn’t want Qin Zhen to take him, there was no need to insist.

Meanwhile, Rong Yan quickly finished washing up.

Seeing her come out, Old Master Qin no longer focused on Qin Ye’s affairs.

"Granddaughter-in-law, Old Man Qi came over early in the morning just to bring you these gifts," he said, pointing at a pile of presents on the stone table.

Rong Yan had already seen them upon coming out.

"Grandpa Qi, what are you doing? You really don’t need to do this."

She knew at a glance that these things were worth a lot of money.

Elder Qi took out a paper wrapped package from his pocket, which seemed quite thick.

"Qin Ye’s Wife, this is a little token from our family, please accept it."

He walked up to Rong Yan and directly stuffed the paper package into her hands.

Rong Yan: ...

Now there was a problem.

Should she accept it?

Of course she should.

But politeness was still necessary.

"Grandpa Qi, there’s really no need."

"Qin Ye’s Wife, you must accept this," he insisted, as this was what his family had agreed upon last night.

They were definitely going to give money.

How could they expect someone to work for nothing?

And the most important point was... with such impressive medical skills, their family wanted to foster a good relationship.

Rong Yan was about to refuse again.

At this moment, Old Master Qin also stood up and walked over, "Granddaughter-in-law, since it’s the consultation fee from the Qi Family, you should take it."

Rong Yan: ...

It really highlights how crucial it is to have a clear-headed old master at home.

Seeing her hesitation, Elder Qi quickly added, "Qin Ye’s Wife, listen to Grandpa, you must take the money. We want you to take another look at Qi Quan as well!"

If she could save a life, their family now trusted her.

Moreover, he had heard about those nourishing pills that Old Man Qin’s family was taking... they were concocted by this young lady.

This meant she was also quite skilled in traditional Chinese medicine.

Rong Yan naturally took the money as smoothly as flowing water... the amount felt no less than a thousand yuan.

Her expression became a few degrees more sincere, "Grandpa Qi, if Qi Quan didn’t have a fever last night, then there should be no problem. Just wait for him to wake up around five in the afternoon, and later on, I will prepare some medicinal pills for him to take in combination with his diet. Plus, with his youthful body, he should be back to his energetic self in less than half a year."

Mr. Qi was filled with surprise and delight when he heard the news.

He knew that bringing the money over was the right choice.

Indeed, it was.

Just yesterday, he had asked Doctor Zhang, given his grandson’s serious injuries, it was certain that there would be significant impacts on his health, which would require careful nurturing for at least a year or two.

At that time, his heart was incredibly heavy.

After all, his greatest wish was to see his grandson enlist in the military, and his grandson was also interested.

If his physical condition were to prevent that... it would really be such a pity.

Now, the weight in his heart had finally been lifted.

"Then I’ll have to trouble you, and on behalf of the Qi Family, thank you!"

Rong Yan playfully responded, "Grandpa Qi, no need for thanks, I did receive a fee for the treatment, after all."

To others, the money might seem enormous, tremendously so.

Some might even think she’s quite greedy.

But... she assured the worth of the money, as the medicinal pills she produced were made from herbs grown in her space, one of a kind in this world and absolutely exclusive.

Old Sir Qi burst into laughter upon seeing her like this.

Old Master Qin saw that the affair was satisfactorily concluded and felt very pleased in his heart.

"Old Man Qi, they have matters to attend to, so let’s head back first."

The couple was about to part; they needed to leave them some time to say goodbye.

"Alright. Let’s go then."

Rong Yan quickly said to Qin Ye, "Qin Ye, go pick a few watermelons to send off with Grandpa Qi."

"There’s no need..." Old Sir Qi started to refuse with a wave of his hand.

However, Old Master Qin intercepted, "The melon is delicious; take it with you! If you don’t, that’s when you’ll regret it!"

He had no idea the transplanted watermelon could be that tasty.

Old Sir Qi: ...

How could the old man—Aren’t all watermelons the same? At most, they’re just a bit crisper. Can they taste so different they’re out of this world?

Still, with Old Man Qin insisting, he somehow didn’t refuse.

He thought that perhaps the young lady was simply honoring the custom of reciprocal courtesy.

Qin Ye picked four and loaded them into a carrying basket, "I’ll take you there."

"That’s fine." Old Man Qi didn’t refuse, knowing he couldn’t carry four watermelons by himself.

After all, he was getting on in years.

Once the elders left, Rong Yan headed to the kitchen; she was hungry and needed to have breakfast first.

After finishing her meal, she took out the paper-wrapped money.

Upon counting it, the amount was exactly what she expected... not a penny more, not a penny less, exactly a thousand.

Qin Mei sat nearby watching, her eyes sparkling, "Sister-in-law, you’re so amazing."

To make in one go what others might earn in several years.

Suddenly it felt like... her big brother might not be worthy of her sister-in-law, what to do?

Rong Yan smiled and replied, "You’ll be amazing too. Keep practicing your painting, and one day become a great artist whose work is worth a fortune."

At these words, Qin Mei’s breath caught for a second.

A painting worth a fortune? Really?

Just imagining that scene... well, she found it hard to envision.

Her dream was... to earn thirty a month when she grew up, and she’d be content.

Thankfully, Rong Yan was unaware of this thought in her mind, otherwise, she would surely have tried to elevate her aspirations.

Satisfied with thirty a month?

Once you grow up, salaries will certainly be more than that.

"Here, take this," Rong Yan said, taking out a ten yuan note.

Qin Mei shook her head quickly, "Sister-in-law, I don’t want it, I still have plenty of money." The money that her sister-in-law and aunt gave her was saved up—she hadn’t spent a dime.