"Can you really save Yueyue?" Fang Nanyi asked Song Shan in a low voice.

"Maybe!"

Song Shan took a long breath and replied in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Fang Nanyi's eyes widened brightly, his anger was burning, and he asked very dissatisfiedly, his voice was a little high.

"I can save the Blood God Tree, for the Blood God Tree, it's just a planting problem, I can solve it, but I may not be able to save her!"

Song Shan raised his head, glanced at the white Mengyue, and said, "She may not be willing to continue to live with the Blood God Wood!"

"Why?"

Fang Nanyi was puzzled.

"Mr. Song!" At this time, Meng Yue walked up, with a hint of stubbornness in her expression, her eyes were clear, she stared at this Song Mountain, and said, "I want to know, can you tell me about the Blood God Tree?"

Her voice was melodious and determined.

Tian Daochang is a person she has respected for many years, and she has never doubted it, so even if she has some doubts in her heart, she has never asked, but today Tian Daochang is too abnormal, she really wants to know what the origin of this blood god tree that can save her life.

How did such a miraculous effect come about?

She was eager to figure it out.

I don't want to live like this.

"You won't want to know!" Song Shan replied after a moment of silence.

"I want to!"

Meng Yue responded in a low voice.

"I'm hungry!"

Song Shan glanced at Meng Yue, he was a little curious, what kind of environment could raise such a pure pair of eyes, so he inexplicably didn't want to defile the world seen by these eyes: "Everyone who comes to the door is considered a guest, Miss Meng can't let me work hungry!"

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Fang Nanyi originally wanted to hear it, and she was also curious about the origin of the Blood God Wood, but when she heard Song Shan say this, she was immediately furious: "Why don't you eat you to death!"

"The people take food as the sky, and there is still a mistake in eating!" Song Shan looked at Fang Nanyi with dissatisfaction, and also put an advertisement for himself, saying: "If you want to talk about eating, you have to ask me, our abundant food is absolutely natural and pollution-free, high nutrition, pure taste, and our abundant vegetables, fresh, all year round, you can have whatever you want......"

"Yueyue, leave him alone, he is a farmer in the northwest, all he thinks about all day long is either eating or planting, and he is hopeless!"

Fang Nanyi hated itchy.

"It's my fault!"

Meng Yue was made such a fuss, and some of her attachments were temporarily let go, but she was in a much more cheerful mood, smiled, and said: "Mr. Song came all the way from the northwest, and I didn't even entertain him, so I was a little upset, so I told Mama Ye to cook!"

"Mama Ye!"

"Miss!"

"You ask Bao Shilou to prepare some dinner and bring it to us!"

"Yes!"

"Does Mr. Song have a favorite local cuisine?"

"I don't pick!"

"Mama Ye, then you can let the cabinet cook some home-cooked food!"

"Okay!"

After Mother Ye went out, Meng Yue was going to put this Blood God Tree into the secret cabinet and lock it again.

"No need to lock it up!"

Song Shan waved his hand and said, "Put it here, bask in the sun, and give it a little photosynthesis, which is good for its growth."

"But if it's put here, it's going to hurt people!"

"No!"

Song Shan said: "The wood fragrance emitted by the Blood God Wood itself does have some side effects, it can make people unconscious, and it can destroy people's nerves at worst, but blood and sunlight can suppress the wood fragrance, and the side effects have disappeared, you see, this big beauty has been jumping around here for so long, there is nothing wrong!"

"It seems to be!"

Fang Nanyi said: "I felt fragrant before, and I was a little dizzy, but soon there was nothing to do!"

............

In the evening, the sun sets.

In the dining room of the small villa, an oval dining table is placed with a lot of delicacies, three people, ten dishes and one soup, which is definitely a luxury performance, and each dish has a unique beauty.

"Where did this takeout come from, go to their store another day to try it, it's delicious!"

Song Shan rarely has such a big appetite, and his mouth is full of oil residue.

This dish is really made into an artistic sense, especially the taste, which can be regarded as a real enjoyment of life, and I feel that what I ate in the past is just to fill my appetite.

"Also take out!" Fang Nanyi despised Song Shan and said: "This is the skill of the chief chef of Bao Shi Lou, four of the top ten chefs in China today are from Bao Shi Lou, Bao Shi Lou is a time-honored brand in Yanjing, even if it is booked, it must be several days in advance, and it is full every day, how can there be time to deliver takeaway!"

"And then they can send it here?"

Song Shan asked puzzled.

"Yueyue is the owner of Bao Shi Lou!" Fang Nanyi said: "Bao Shi Lou is a national chain, or a high-standard chain store, there are only seven stores in the country, any one can take care of you!"

"Nanyi, what nonsense are you talking about!" Meng Yue was a little shy, and gently slapped Fang Nanyi: "It's still the same as before, open-mouthed, I don't know how to lose and grow wise, if you are careful, can you be driven out of Yanjing by them!"

"That's the old lady's willingness, it's up to them, and they still want to drive me away, dream!"

Fang Nanyi said arrogantly.

"There's a story!"

Song Shan looked at Song Shan with frowns.

"What's the matter with you, eat your stuff!" Fang Nanyi glared at him coquettishly.

"Hey, they're all rich women!" Song Shan said with emotion.

"If Mr. Song likes to eat these dishes in the future, I can instruct Bao Shilou to send them to you every day, and we are preparing to open an eighth branch in Xijing!" Meng Yue said softly.

"That's a lot of trouble!"

Song Shan rubbed his hands and said, "Miss Meng, if you don't give me a VIP card, I can just go to spend every day, and I don't have to send it home!"

"You're really embarrassed to speak!" Fang Nanyi snorted angrily.

"Bao Shilou does not have a VIP card, our understanding of food has been handed down since ancient times, and we treat everyone equally!" Meng Yue smiled and said: "But I can give Mr. Song a special discount, Mr. Song does not need a VIP card, as long as you go to Bao Shilou, no matter which one, you can go through!"

"This is good!" Song Shanmei smiled: "Brush your face to eat, I like it the most!"

"Yueyue, you haven't been so good to me, why should you give him this preferential treatment!"

Fang Nanyi was a little unbalanced in his heart.

"Because Mr. Song can save my life!" Meng Yue replied bluntly.

"Yes, this guy is still useful now, after he saves you, I'll deal with him!" Fang Nanyi said with some itchy teeth.

"Fang Da Beauty, you threaten me in front of me, it's not good!"

Song Shan was speechless.

A meal, but I ate it with relish, even Mengyue, who had not had an appetite for several days, also ate a few more bites at this time, on the one hand, the dishes of the Bao Shilou are indeed deciding dishes, and on the other hand, the atmosphere is good.

......

At night.

"Where do we live?" Song Shan sat on the sofa, watched it get dark outside, and asked Fang Nanyi in a low voice.

"Of course I live here with Yueyue, but you ......"

Fang Nanyi glanced at Song Shan, whose stomach was swollen after eating, and said, "Just go to the road outside and take a look, there is your place there!"

"Mr. Song, Mama Ye has already arranged the guest room, don't listen to Nanyi's nonsense!"

Meng Yue said with a smile.

She felt that she smiled a lot today, and she rarely felt so relaxed.

"This woman is not like this in the northwest, why did she come to Yanjing, she either picks her nose or picks her eyes!" Song Shan muttered in a low voice: "The ancients did not deceive me, but women and villains are difficult to raise!"