My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 527 The highlight of this life is right here (extra update)

Chapter 527: 527 The highlight of this life is right here (extra update)

Lin Tang didn’t stand on ceremony and said, "Alright, I’ll make a list. You can start by helping me collect the herbs on it."

Influenced by the calmness on her face, Song Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart, and nodded earnestly.

"Good, rest assured."

After the agreement, Lin Tang took out paper and pen and hunched over the table in the courtyard, meticulously writing down the list of medicinal ingredients.

Mrs. Yang watched her and glared at Xiao Heping without good humor.

She lowered her voice, still without good humor, "Look at you, no matter what happens, there’s always a solution."

"If you’d told me about it earlier, you would have been well by now, wouldn’t you?"

"Even if your father is gone, you still have your mother, don’t you? Is there anything that can’t be talked about?

You’re my son for a day, and for a lifetime.

A mother doesn’t mind worrying for her son for a lifetime, so don’t keep things to yourself if something happens in the future.

The more you hide it, the more worried I am, understand?"

This speech almost treated Xiao Heping like a child.

Xiao Heping was patient and softness crept onto his usually stern face.

He nodded obediently, "Understood."

In front of the only relative he had left, his aura was fully retracted, leaving behind only warmth.

Lin Tang swiftly completed the list of medicinal ingredients, "Done."

Song Yi carefully took the paper in his hands and glanced over it briefly.

Sappanwood, sweet flag, chicken-blood vine, Ze Lan, Chuan Qiong...

There were at least dozens of herbs.

Mrs. Yang took the list from Song Yi’s hands, glanced over it, and didn’t understand.

She had learned to read from the late Mr. Xiao, but she was taught traditional characters, which made it difficult for her to understand the simple vernacular written by Lin Tang.

After a brief look, she handed the paper back.

"Xiaosong, you keep it. I’ll trouble you with the herbs on the paper."

Song Yi snapped to attention, his expression as serious as if he had received a mission.

"Rest assured."

Xiao Heping turned his gaze to Lin Tang and said steadily, "Thank you for the trouble. If there’s any difficulty, just say so."

Lin Tang happily agreed, "Sure!"

Once the serious business was finished, Xiao Heping and the others left.

Lin Tang hurriedly bolted the door, casually washed her face, and went to take a nap.

Skipping the nap was not an option, otherwise she’d be without energy in the afternoon.

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Song Yi came from the Army, and his efficiency was truly formidable.

By the following afternoon, he had delivered the medicinal ingredients.

Lin Tang looked at the familiar cart full of herbs, her jaw almost dropping.

"Why so much? Is this for setting up a small workshop?"

Song Yi called the youths from the Shuangshan Brigade to move the herbs and took a moment to tell Lin Tang, "The leader said you can’t have too many herbs. You can slowly use up this surplus, and we’ll schedule regular deliveries for you."

Xiao Heping’s original words were, that Tangtang is a rare medical talent, her conditions for researching medicine are limited, and we could create conditions for her. Let’s not talk about the difficulties first, ensuring the supply of medicinal herbs is possible.

Song Yi deeply agreed with this.

Lin Tang hadn’t expected to receive such benefits and her eyes lit up.

"What a wonderful thing, please thank Uncle Heping for me."

A sunny and handsome smile appeared on Song Yi’s face, with the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing two cute little canine teeth that made his adorable round face even more charming.

Lin Tang saw such an adorable boy for the first time in this era and took a few extra glances.

"Comrade Song, if I may ask, how old are you this year?"

Song Yi was a little surprised and responded, "Twenty-two, why do you ask? Are you going to set me up with someone?"

His tone was filled with bright anticipation.

"No," Lin Tang denied, and then saw Song Yi’s expression visibly wilt.

She couldn’t help but laugh, "Isn’t Mrs. Yang already trying to find you a match? What’s wrong, hasn’t she found someone yet?"

Ever since Mrs. Yang put the word out, the village aunties were all aware, eagerly vying to introduce him to potential matches.

An arranged date every other day, the schedule was jam-packed.

Song Yi gave a bitter smile.

"Don’t tease me!" he said helplessly.

He clearly stated he wanted to find a literate and virtuous girl, but what were the village aunties introducing to him?

Putting aside everything else, many of the girls spoke with strong local accents, their speech unclear and unintelligible to him. How could he spend his life with someone if he couldn’t even understand what they were saying?

Having met a few potential matches, he’d convinced himself his fate hadn’t arrived and his enthusiasm had faded.

Lin Tang, who had not spent much time with the Shuangshan Brigade, wasn’t familiar with these matters.

She was curious, "Was there not even one that you fancied?"

Song Yi looked at Lin Tang with complicated feelings and thought, how could there be none?

He found Lin Tang’s cousin Lin Xiaojing straightforward and agreeable, so he asked about her through others, but she wasn’t interested at the moment.

He wasn’t either, but the trouble was that the female comrade had no intention whatsoever!

Song Yi tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Perhaps it’s just not my fate yet."

The old saying goes, fate brings people together no matter how far apart they are, and without fate, they do not come to know each other even when face to face; surely it must be that his fate hasn’t arrived, that’s why he can’t seem to settle down yet.

He wasn’t in a hurry anymore; being anxious was useless.

He let it go.

Lin Tang feigned an enlightened expression and said, "I see."

With so many people in the world, truly finding the right one is not easy.

After delivering the herbs, Song Yi left with his group. Lin Tang quickly locked the door and started processing the herbs.

With nobody else at home, she took out a herb cleaning and drying all-in-one machine and a surge protector from the System Space.

She plugged in the machine, turned it on, and the machine started working. Lin Tang only had to put the herbs inside, and they were processed in half an hour.

Technology changes life, and she wholeheartedly agreed.

After she completed the initial work, Lin Tang entered the Pharmacy with the necessary herbs.

She was so busy that she even forgot to take a lunch break.

Until the alarm, which she’d exchanged from the System Space, suddenly started giggling—a creepy chuckle, heh heh heh... which could probably scare someone off the bed if it were heard in the dead of night.

Lin Tang reached out to silence the alarm clock, rubbed her tired eyes, put down the potion she had just made, and stretched her waist.

In the university of the future, one exam at the end of the first year was to have students recreate this potion.

So, it was easy for her.

If it weren’t for the lack of an assistant and having to do everything herself, she could have finished in ten minutes.

Seeing that it was nearly time for work, Lin Tang cleaned up the Pharmacy and went to her job.

When she arrived at the Technology Department, her colleagues were all there.

Old Yang, upon seeing that everyone had arrived, put on his glasses and stood up.

"Comrades, quiet down for a moment, I have something to say." His excitement was plain for all to see on his face.

Lin Tang and others could tell it was good news from his demeanor, so they straightened their backs and looked at Old Yang expectantly.

"I’ve received a phone call, Vice Minister Jing is coming soon to inspect our factory..."

As soon as he said this, the room erupted into excitement.

"Really? When is he coming?" Qiao Cheng asked on behalf of everyone.

Vice Minister Jing was a leader with direct access to higher authorities; his visit to their factory was a tremendous honor.

It might just be the highlight of their lives.

Old Yang, a particularly kind-hearted leader, understood the excitement of his comrades.

He raised his hand to quiet the crowd, his face full of smiles, "It will be in these few days. Everyone should tidy up their desks.

It doesn’t need to be as neat as Comrade Xiaolin’s, but at least it should be presentable.

You wouldn’t want to leave the leader with a sloppy impression, would you?"