The task progressed much more smoothly than expected, and of course Lin Ming was not in a hurry to urge people.

When encountering such an assertive man, I'm afraid that it will be useless for him to urge.

After the two sides talked, they lost the interest in chatting, and without waiting for Song Chunan to catch up, Lin Ming quickened up the pace of eating and left after eating.

Song Chunan unhurriedly fed her daughter two more bites, and heard her say that she was full, so she moved the bowl over and cleaned up the rest of the noodles and side dishes.

Song Chunan went to buy another meal, specially explained that there was less salt in the dish, and was going to take it back to Sijiu.

While waiting for the meal, the two of them walked around the cafeteria hand in hand to eliminate food.

Song Chunan bent down from time to time and lowered his head to whisper to his daughter, discussing the origin of Lin Ming.

"Maybe it's from my teacher's side. ”

Song Ci has his own analysis, but it is not good to say much about the public at this time, only the conclusion.

Coincidentally, Song Chunan thought the same way.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly and smiled, and said in unison:

"Prick the needle. ”

There is no one else in this tacit understanding.

Song Ci grinned happily.

is worthy of her father, like the roundworm in her belly, with a heart.

Song Chunan pinched her little face and thought more.

"Your Maomao's brother's affairs are more important, it should be more convenient for Torin Ming's relationship to be transferred to the hospital, and the conditions over there should be better, so let's do it together by the way." ”

Song Ci has no opinion:

"Okay, listen to Daddy. ”

Song Chunan still felt a little uneasy:

"Still not right. No matter how clever you are, Teacher He, you can't count that you have learned the thirteen needles of ghost medicine.

If you really want to find someone to treat your illness, why don't you find Old Man Zang?"

Song porcelain spreads hands indifferently:

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, anyway, I have the ability, I am a material that can be made, and the organization must want to train me, so I have it.

It's a big deal, I showed my ability to press the bottom of the box, increased the chips, and others were even more reluctant to move me, it's okay. ”

"Don't. Song Chun'an panicked to cover her troublesome little mouth.

This is no joke. The daughter's less scientific abilities are still rotten in the belly of her own family.

Song Ci patted his old father's arm comfortingly, and said in an urn voice:

"I'm talking about medical skills. Dad, I won't hide it from you, my current ability to prick needles is good, no worse than the ghost doctor's thirteen needles.

Ordinary people don't want to offend doctors, everyone eats whole grains, who doesn't get sick?"

Song Chunan was really a little worried.

"Girl, do we have to be cautious and understand? The Great China is full of natural resources and talents, why can't there be a few capable people?

I heard that there are people who can eat iron, who can pull trains with their ears, and who can tell fortunes.

When we go out, we must learn to be low-key, modest and cautious. Who knows who you accidentally stepped on, whether you stepped on a scumbag or a human male, and you will suffer if you don't make trouble. ”

Song Ci saw that the old father became more and more anxious the more he talked, and he hurriedly promised:

"I don't mess with my father. But don't worry too much, people like this must have been recruited to work for Guo Jia, and they won't bully ordinary people, so they use a cattle slaughtering knife to kill chickens, right.

By the way, Dad, maybe my superiors noticed my talent, so they called me to go to the assessment, wanting to train me as a seed player as soon as possible. Is it possible?"

Song Chunan listened to the novelty of his daughter's idea, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt like it, and couldn't help nodding:

"It may be that you, Teacher He, have heard some rumors, and you are recommended behind your back. That shouldn't be a bad thing. ”

The old father looked at his daughter with complicated eyes, and his brows furrowed.

"If you are really selected, you will definitely have to live in a group dormitory for closed training, and you won't be able to go home a few times a year, you are still so young......"

Song Ci saw that the eight characters had not yet been written, her father was depressed first, and had no choice but to coax him:

"Why don't you two have another one? while you're young. ”