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After breakfast the next day, Luo Jinhuan went out as usual again. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Song Zi'an and Zhao Dabiao went to Grandpa Song's and Grandma Song's house to attend classes as usual.

They don't have any days off, and in order to catch up, they have to go to class on Sundays, unless there is something special that will suspend the class as a last resort.

Song Yiyi returned to his house and discussed with Song Zemin to make some pills for the master to prepare, lest he go to Ji Province and Hei Province in the future and cut off the medicine, which would affect the healing effect.

Song Zemin rolled his eyes indecently, and said sourly: "Hmph, what's the effect, it's just better to slow down! He doesn't care about himself, he's running around, what kind of hurry are you!"

Song Yiyi felt that during this time, she had been busy with other things and had less communication with her father. Although you don't need to ask for warmth all day long, you still have to care more about your father.

After all, his leg recovery is slow, his movement has been inconvenient, and his mother is not by his side, as a kissing daughter, he should be given emotional comfort!

However, these days, I am patronizing and busy with my own affairs, which is really deserved.

Song Yiyi stepped forward and gave Song Zemin an affectionate hug: "Dad, you will always be the first in my heart! Well, and Mom!"

In his previous life, Song Zemin was very fond of his only daughter, and he cherished it even more in this life. He didn't care if his behavior just now was a little naïve, he had always believed in the harmony of his relatives, so even in front of the daughter of the younger generation, there was no need to hide his thoughts! What's more, this daughter had a thinking that was not inferior to that of an adult!

Song Yiyi's hug instantly put Song Zemin in a strong family affection.

The father and daughter are already connected by blood, and the little jade cake is integrated into the body, and they are even more connected!

Song Zemin hugged his daughter with his backhand, he has a beloved wife and a beloved daughter, what do you want in this life! In this life, he must grow old with his wife, guard his daughter together, and teach his son to stand up to the door and live happily!

Song Yiyi, who withdrew from her father's arms, sat down next to him: "Dad, is your leg better?

Song Zemin said helplessly: "I dropped another half an inch, and it has reached the edge of the knee." ”

Song Yiyi stared at her father's leg, and couldn't wait to see the little blood clot: "It's a pity that my jade girl recipe hasn't been upgraded yet, otherwise I can give my father an injection! Where is it still used to suffocate in the house, for several months!"

Looking at her daughter's frowning brows and blaming herself, Song Zemin was a little distressed: "Yiyi, it's okay, it's not bad for the past few months, it's not a good thing to escape the turmoil by recuperating at home." ”

"Moreover, I just used this time to nourish the meridians and viscera of the whole body, which is not a bad thing, but a good thing!"

Song Yiyi pouted: "Dad, this jade girl trick is too difficult to upgrade, I won't spend my whole life, and I can't practice to the best!"

Song Zemin touched his daughter's head: "Yiyi, it is up to people to make things happen, and it is up to heaven to achieve things! As long as we work hard, we can reach whatever level we can achieve." We're already lucky to accept what life has to offer, aren't we?"

Of course, Song Yiyi understood that it was useless to dwell on this kind of thing, so she proposed to ask her father to prepare for her and make the medicinal materials needed for pills.

Song Zemin didn't agree, but tilted his head to look at his daughter: "I didn't tell you that there is a house in my personal space where medicinal materials can be concocted and processed?"

Song Yiyi's eyes widened, and she grabbed Song Zemin's sleeve, who was holding Qiao, and shouted happily: "This is great! Dad, when did you find out?"

Song Zemin smiled and said with some excitement: "Last night! However, my current mental power level can't control that workshop." ”

didn't use Song Yiyi to comfort him, he comforted himself: "I already feel that in a few days, I may be able to rise to the third level." At that time, I will be able to directly operate the herb processing workshop and process all kinds of Chinese patent medicines!"

Song Yiyi immediately looked forward to it: "Dad, come on! In the future, I won't have to work hard to make medicines, think about it!"

"However, for now, Dad will give me these medicinal herbs, and I will make some pills by hand first. ”

"And ha, Dad, you help me make some useful medicinal wine in the space, and after half a month, I will bring it to Godfather." ”

Song Zemin scraped his daughter's straight little nose with his index finger: "Yiyi, you instructed your father, prepared medicinal materials for your master, and made medicinal wine for your godfather, aren't you afraid that your father and me will be sad?"

Song Yiyi immediately curry favor with him: "No, what kind of person is my father, that is a wise man and hermit with a broad mind and a far-sightedness, where can he be as knowledgeable as those ordinary people!"

Song Zemin scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! Your father and I are also an ordinary man now." ”

Song Yiyi half-raised her little face and said coquettishly: "I'm also an ordinary man, and so is my mother, hehe, this is good!"

Immediately, she began to talk to Song Zemin again: "Actually, Dad, you should be happy, if I am polite with you, buy things for you from time to time, and consider etiquette before doing anything, do you think that is still a relative?"

However, godfathers and godmothers are different, the etiquette that should be talked about has to be said, and when you visit someone, you should give gifts. ”

Song Zemin rubbed his daughter's hair: "Brother Jiang really likes you, and as time goes by, his family will treat you as a real family! At that time, there will be no need to talk about those vulgar etiquette, so Yiyi doesn't need to worry." ”

Song Yiyi's face was indifferent: "Dad, I will do to others as others treat me!" My feelings are given to my relatives and family, and there is nothing extra to squander." ”

Song Zemin smiled clearly, why shouldn't he be.

Song Yiyi continued: "Master, you are really kind to us, and it can be seen that he regards me and my brother as his descendants. Sometimes I think that I have never seen that grandfather who is so stupid and filial that he cruelly abandons his own daughter, so I will regard Master as my own grandfather. ”

While the father and daughter were talking in their hearts, Song Zemin gave Song Yiyi the same thing, picking the medicinal materials needed from the space.

When the medicinal materials were complete, Song Yiyi took all the tools of the medicine to the kang tail, put them away, and started her work.

Song Zemin, on the other hand, sat on the kang, probed his divine sense into the space, and at the request of his daughter, found the brewery from a row of warehouses and processing workshops, and began to make wine with the grain collected in the warehouse.

Then soak the required herbs in the wine, seal them, and place them in the warehouse.

Song Zemin's spiritual power was exhausted several times, and he ran the Hanyi Treasure Book, and continued after it was full......