Although Song Yiyan didn't know if Song Yan was the real Song Yan.

But as soon as she saw Song Wu, her heart was filled with a sense of crisis.

In addition, Song Wu does have a scar on her arm.

made Song Yiyan hate Song Wu even more.

So.

Mrs. Song must not be allowed to see Mrs. Song, let alone Mrs. Song to know her.

Mrs. Song and Zheng Mei are different.

Zheng Mei flickered and passed.

But Mrs. Song can't.

Old Mrs. Song is definitely not so easy to fool.

Seeing Song Yiyan who suddenly appeared in front of her, Mrs. Song frowned slightly, and stretched out her hand to push her away, "You're blocking me." ”

Song Yiyan's face darkened.

She knew it.

No matter what she does, Mrs. Song will not approve of her.

Like now.

She wanted Mrs. Song to eat a bite of hot hibiscus cake.

But what about Mrs. Song?

but directly pushed her away.

Is this something a grandmother should do?

Song Baoyi lowered her eyes.

There was a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Old Lady Song looked back into the crowd.

But the girl was nowhere to be seen.

Old Mrs. Song frowned slightly, and looked at Song Yiyan's eyes with a little more disgust.

"Grandma, Hibiscus Cake." Song Yiyan then handed the hibiscus cake to Mrs. Song.

"I don't eat it." Mrs. Song refused directly.

Song Yiyan endured the grievances in his heart, his eyes were slightly red, "Grandma, didn't you like to eat hibiscus cake the most?" ”

"I don't like it now." Old Lady Song said.

Where is now not to like to eat.

Song Yiyan knows very well that Mrs. Song doesn't like to eat hibiscus cake now, but she doesn't like her person.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Song Yiyan's dying-alive appearance and frowned slightly.

Song Yiyan does this every time.

Before she could say anything, Song Yiyan's eyes began to redden.

That look of being wronged, as if she was a vicious grandmother.

This is also one of the reasons why Mrs. Song doesn't like Song Yiyan.

At this moment, Zheng Mei trotted over.

"Yiyan! Where have you been? I've been looking for you inside for a long time! ”

Seeing Zheng Mei, Song Yiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was very afraid.

OK.

Fortunately, Zheng Mei was not by Mrs. Song's side just now.

If Zheng Mei saw Song Wu, she would definitely take the initiative to say hello, and when the time came, Mrs. Song would definitely be suspicious of Song Wu's identity.

No way.

You can't stay here any longer.

What if I meet Song Wu in a while?

Song Yiyan said with a smile: "Just now, there was a child in it who couldn't find his family, so I led him to find his parents." ”

Hearing that it was a child who couldn't find her family, Zheng Mei was a little anxious, after all, she was also the one who lost her daughter, Zheng Mei immediately asked, "Did you find it later?" ”

"Found it." Song Yiyan nodded.

Hearing this, Zheng Mei breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." ”

Song Yiyan continued: "Mom, Xiaonan Street is almost gone, let's accompany grandma to Juxian Building to listen to cross talk, right?" ”

"Okay." Zheng Mei nodded.

Old Lady Song glanced at Zheng Mei, "I'll just go alone to listen to the cross talk, don't follow the two of you." ”

Out of sight, out of mind.

Mrs. Song likes to listen to cross talk very much, and she doesn't want Song Yiyan to affect her mood.

Zheng Mei said with some worry: "Then can you do it alone?" ”

"I didn't break my leg or hand, why not?" Mrs. Song asked rhetorically.

Zheng Mei continued: "Then you should be careful alone, if you have something to call." ”

Old Madam Song nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at Mrs. Song's back, Song Yiyan said with red eyes: "Mom, I'm sorry ....."

Zheng Mei looked at Song Yiyan, "You kid, you are so decent, what do you say I'm sorry?" ”

"It's all because of me, grandma has a bad attitude towards you, maybe ......" Speaking of this, Song Yiyan almost lost his voice, and his tears of grievance were like beads with broken threads.

Zheng Mei knew that Song Yiyan was very aggrieved, so he hugged her in his arms.

"Good boy, this matter has nothing to do with you, your grandmother is that temper."

Song Yiyan continued: "If you hadn't adopted me at that time, maybe grandma wouldn't hate you so much." ”

Song Yiyan's words not only portrayed Mrs. Song as a wicked grandmother, but also portrayed Mrs. Song into a vicious mother-in-law.

"Actually, your grandma is not a bad person, she just wants to get Yan Yan back too much."

When he heard the word 'Yan Yan', a glimmer flashed in Song Yiyan's eyes.

As long as Song Yan is there.

The Song family will never treat her as their own daughter.

Speaking of this, Zheng Mei sighed, "Yiyan, Mom knows that you have been wronged these days, don't worry, you will always be the best daughter in Mom's heart." ”

She can't change Mrs. Song's mind, but she can change herself.

As a mother, she has already lost one daughter, so she will not break the heart of another daughter.

"Thank you, Mom." Song Yiyan hugged Zheng Mei tightly.

As everyone knows.

From an angle that Zheng Mei couldn't see, Song Yiyan's eyes were full of vicious light.

After a while, Zheng Mei let go of Song Yiyan and comforted him in a low voice: "Be good, don't cry, let's go home." ”

"Hmm." The corners of Song Yiyan's mouth raised a strong smile, "Mom, don't worry, no matter what grandma does to me, I won't blame her, she will always be an elder, my dearest and dearest grandmother." ”

Looking at Song Yiyan, Zheng Mei was extremely relieved.

This daughter was not raised in vain.

I hope that Mrs. Song can find out Song Yiyan's goodness as soon as possible.

......

It's been a long time since Song Wu has been shopping so happily.

Especially this kind of quaint street.

The autumn breeze blows, and the yellowish fallen leaves fall on both sides of the street, forming a soft carpet underfoot.

Song Wu stretched out her hand to take a few fallen leaves, and her white fingertips reflected the yellow ginkgo leaves, looking whiter.

Yu Tingzhi followed behind her like this.

Not far and not close.

After a while, he quickened his pace and stood side by side with Song Wu, "There is an antique street in front, do you want to go and see it?" ”

"Okay." Song Wu nodded slightly, and then asked, "You are very familiar with the capital?" ”

Song Wu also came to the capital in her previous life.

However, she came and went in a hurry several times, and did not go anywhere except the laboratory.

For her, the capital has no deep impression, just the name of the city.

Yu Tingzhi: "I grew up here before I was three years old. ”

"So that's the case," Song Wu nodded slightly, and continued: "What are the specialties of the capital?" ”

"Yes," Yu Tingzhi thought for a moment, "The bean juice and rock sugar gourd in the capital are more famous. ”

Having said this, Yu Tingzhi seemed to think of something, and then said, "You wait a minute." ”

"Okay."

Yu Tingzhi turned around and left.

Song Wu stood in place and waited for him.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Song Wu was a little bored, so she picked up a branch and bent down to write and draw on the ground.

Just then, a basketball flew in from not far away.

It landed as fast as it could.

On the side, the little boys who were shooting were dumbfounded.

What to do?

It's going to hit someone!

"Be careful!"

Just when the basketball was about to hit her head, the girl got up directly, reached out and caught the basketball like this.

It's fast.

It's cool too.

It's been a long time since she's touched basketball.

Now with a basketball, I just feel that those green years in the past have returned.

Her left hand turned slightly.

I saw that the basketball seemed to have life in her hands, and it kept spinning on her fingertips.

"I'm sorry for this sister," a boy who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old ran to this side, "we didn't hit you just now, did we?" ”

"Little friend," Song Wu looked at him and chuckled, "You call me sister?" ”

The boy looked at Song Wu.

Fluted.

The girl in front of her is wearing a ball head, her facial features are like jade, she is wearing a loose knitted sweater, a pair of black boots on her feet, and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes are crystal clear.

At most, he will be sixteen years old.

What is the name of a sister if you don't call a sixteen-year-old?

He's eighteen years old.

Song Wu hooked her lips shallowly, walked to the place 20 meters away from the basketball hoop and stopped yesterday, and then looked back slightly, her red lips opened lightly, "Children, basketball should be thrown like this." ”

With that, she threw it lightly.

Syllable.

The basketball is in the middle of the frame.

Very nice shots

The boy looked at Song Wu's movements, and his already surprised look was even more surprised at this time.

Others were also fluted.

Who would have thought that a little girl would throw the basketball into the ball frame with a random throw.

Terrible.

It's amazing.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Song Wu clapped her hands, returned to her original place, and continued to wait for people.

"Sister-in-law."

At this moment, a low male voice sounded in the air.

Song Wu looked back slightly.

I saw a man walking this way with a rock sugar gourd in his hand.

Yu Tingzhi was dressed in a black wind, the hem of his clothes was flying in the wind, and a powerful momentum erupted around his body.

The thin lips pursed slightly, a little too cold.

After a while, he walked up to Song Wu and handed the rock sugar gourd in his hand to Song Wu.

"The unique rock sugar gourd in Beijing, the process is different from other places, you can taste it."

Song Wu stretched out her hand to take it, and the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth was shallow, "You just went to buy this?" ”

"Hmm." Yu Tingzhi bowed slightly.

Song Wu took a bite of the rock sugar gourd.

Went to the nucleus.

One bite is very satisfying, moderately sweet and sour, and with a unique fragrance, it is indeed different from the rock sugar gourd you usually eat.

"How?" Yu Tingzhi's thin lips opened lightly.

"Very good." Song Wu nodded and ate three in one go.

After a while, she handed the rock sugar gourd to Yu Tingzhi, "You also taste one?" ”

Looking at the Bingtang gourd handed to his mouth, Yu Tingzhi lowered it, and a layer of light red appeared at the base of his ears.

Men and women should be treated differently.

The two of them eat a string of rock sugar gourds together, is it a little inappropriate?

But looking at Song Wu, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

Suddenly, Yu Tingzhi bit a rock sugar gourd.

The sweet and sour taste instantly blends on the tip of the tongue.

He never knew that rock sugar gourds could be so delicious.

It's just a human delicacy.

"Is it delicious?" Song Yu looked at him and asked.

"It's sweet." Yu Tingzhi's thin lips opened lightly.

Song Wu continued: "By the way, how about the bean juice?" Isn't it delicious? ”

"The taste is a little strange, and outsiders may not be used to drinking it." Yu Ting's way.

Saying this, Song Wu was very curious, "How strange." ”

Even if the food tastes strange, how strange can it be?

Yu Tingzhi: "Well, it's probably the taste of rancid." ”

"Let's try?" Song Wu proposed.

Yu Tingzhi looked at Song Wu, "Are you sure?" ”

"Hmm." Song Wu was eager to try.

"Okay," Yu Tingzhi bowed slightly, "There's a very authentic Beijing bean juice over there, let's go take a look?" ”

Song Wu followed Yu Tingzhi's footsteps.

This is a time-honored brand in Beijing.

So even if it's not a meal now, the restaurant is still full.

The two waited in line for a few minutes before a seat became available.

Song Wu ordered a bowl of bean juice and looked at Yu Tingzhi again, "Do you want it?" ”

"I want a bowl." Yu Tingzhi continued: "Another hibiscus cake and donkey rolling." ”

The waiter wrote them down one by one.

"Hibiscus cake and donkey rolling are also specialties of the capital?" Song asked asked.

"Hmm."

Soon, the bean juice was served.

Different from the white of soy milk, the color of the bean juice is much darker, even a little black, and it smells weird.

Song Wu frowned slightly.

No wonder everyone says that bean juice tastes strange.

It smells so weird.

Try taking a sip.

The smell that rushed straight to her head almost sent Song Wu away, but she still endured her nausea and swallowed it all.

"This one is so unpleasant!"

There was never any food that Song Wu found unpalatable.

Bean juice is the first one.

Yu Tingzhi also took a sip of the bean juice in the bowl, "It's really not delicious." ”

Song Wu picked up a hibiscus cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sweet hibiscus cake immediately washed away the strange taste in his mouth.

After eating a piece of hibiscus cake, Song Wu picked up the bean juice and drank it all.

Before Yu Tingzhi could react, Song Wu put the empty bowl on the table.

"Don't you think it's unpleasant?" Yu Tingzhi raised his sword eyebrows.

"Although it is unpleasant to drink, a porridge and a meal, it is not easy to think about where to come."

It is shameful to waste food.

Especially for those who have experienced hunger, she will know how to cherish food more than anyone else.

Yu Tingzhi bowed slightly, "That makes sense." ”

Song Wu pinched up another piece of hibiscus cake, "Although the bean juice doesn't taste very good, this hibiscus cake is not bad." ”

"You try donkey rolling, it should be to your taste." Yu Tingzhi used chopsticks to roll a donkey between Song Wu.

After eating the hibiscus cake, Song Wu tasted the donkey rolling again, "Wow, this is also delicious!" ”

"Then you eat more, not enough to order more." Yu Ting's way.

"Okay."

......

Takejo.

Yume's office.

Rebecca took a document and handed it to Yumeku.

"Miss Mengkong, this is all the detailed information of Song Wu in the past eighteen years."

Mengkong took the information and looked at it carefully.

Song Wu's life is very simple.

He lived in Jiangcheng until he was seven years old.

After the age of seven, he was taken to the countryside by Wei Cuihua.

Since then, he has been living in the countryside.

Mengkong looked at Song Wu's information carefully, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's all?" ”

Rebecca nodded, "That's all." ”

Speaking of this, Rebecca seemed to think of something, "By the way, there is also a video of an interview with Song's neighbor in her hometown, do you want to see it?" ”

"Hmm."

Rebecca took out her phone and clicked on the video that was sent at the same time.

There is a group of old people gathered on the screen.

"You ask your sister-in-law?"

"That child is very sensible, and everyone in our village likes her."

"It's just that her fate is not good, and her parents who lack virtue don't want her, but now it's finally bitter."

"My sister-in-law has been diligent since she was a child, helping her grandmother feed the chickens and ducks."

Feed the chickens and ducks......

Hearing this word, Yumekong frowned slightly.

What talent can a person who feeds chickens and ducks have.

Perhaps, it was really she who was mistaken.

"Does she know how to heal?" Yumeku then asked.

Rebecca nodded, "I heard the old man in their village say that Song Wu had a teacher before, but ......"

"Go on." Dream Empty Road.

"But her teacher is a veterinarian."

Veterinarian?

Yumekong frowned slightly.

It seems that there is another way to take the soothing pills.

An apprentice veterinarian who can make soothing pills?

It's simply impossible!

Dangdangdang--

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Rebecca Road.

A young woman walked in through the door.

"Miss Mengkong, the Medicine King has sent someone over to get the soothing pill again."

This is the third time that Yao Wang Fang has come to the door.

It's obvious.

The sincerity of the other party is very strong.

Mengkong is never embarrassed by sincere people.

Since they looked at the thatched house, she deigned to participate.

Yumeku looked at Rebecca.

Rebecca immediately understood what Yumkong meant, looked at the young woman, and continued, "Let him wait for half an hour." ”

"Okay." The young woman nodded, "Miss Yumekong, then I'll go out first." ”

"There you go." Rebecca Road.

After the young woman left, Mengkong continued: "The soothing pill is in the safe in the laboratory, and the password is 562377. ”

"Okay, Miss Yumeku."

As soon as the organizers of the medicine king got the soothing pills, they announced the good news in the entire Chinese medicine community.

Soothing pills reappear in China.

The new medicine king must be Miss Mengkong!

Suddenly.

The Chinese medicine community is boiling.

[Miss Yumekong YYDS! 】

[Ahhh 】

[Hahaha, doesn't a certain miracle doctor claim to be the first? Even her own disciples couldn't make soothing pills, but now they were made by Miss Mengkong, who is ashamed? 】

[Who remembers the name of a certain divine doctor's personal disciple? 】

[Laugh to death!] What does that seem to be called Mo Changchen? 】

[What a shame! 】

[I have to say, Miss Mengkong is really amazing, and Fan'er! ] He is also beautiful, I have seen it once before, and he is simply a nobleman who came out of Western oil paintings! 】

[Miss Mengkong is really amazing, the soothing pills have been developed, so will the beauty pills be far away? ] 】

[I remember that the personal disciple of a certain divine doctor also laughed at Miss Mengkong's Jiuqing Pill for not entering the stream, but I didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon. 】

[One thing to say, the divine doctor is indeed very powerful, and some people don't need to be black for the sake of being black. 】

Ban Jenin also browsed this consultation and liked all the comments in support of Su Wen, and as for those who deliberately smeared Su Wen, he reported them one by one.

No one can slander his goddess.

Then, Ban Jenin turned his attention to the piece of information.

Yumekong has developed a soothing pill?

How is this possible!

There must have been a mistake.

Soothing pills can be described as a miracle in medicine.

He studied the goddess for many years before it was developed.

The dream is so high.

Taking Chinese medicine as a stepping stone to his own fame, how could such a person be bent on fame and fortune to develop soothing pills?

Ben Jenin immediately picked up his keyboard.

[First, our family doctor is very busy and doesn't have time to laugh at anyone. Second, the composition of soothing pills is complex and will never be developed easily. Third, since Mengkong is so powerful, why is it a miracle doctor in our family everywhere? Is it bad to be beautiful alone? 】

[To add: Some people are scheming and hope that the organizers of the medicine king will keep their eyes open. 】

After such remarks came out, those who supported Mengkong immediately jumped to their feet and came out to defend Mengkong.

Subsequently, the organizer of the medicine king also posted a picture of the soothing pill.

At the same time, the organizer of the King of Medicine also officially announced the date of the King of Medicine Competition.

The 18th day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

At that time, the organizer of the medicine king will identify the authenticity of the soothing pills in front of everyone.

Ban Jenin stared at the picture sent by the organizer of the Medicine King.

Frowning slightly.

Judging from the photos, there really is nothing wrong with the soothing pills.

Don't......

Could it be that Mengkong really has this medical talent?

That's impossible!

Ban Jenin opened WeChat, opened the chat dialog box, and carefully edited the information.

Are you there? 】

[Do you have any problems with this soothing pill [picture jpg]? 】

[Come back soon!] 】

[I and the Chinese medicine community need you! 】

【Boom ......】

After the message was sent, there was no immediate reply, and it was all lost.

By the time Song Wu saw the message, it was already the second day.

Today is the eighteenth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

Looking at the photo of the soothing pill, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

This dream is bold enough.

He even took other people's things for himself.

Song Wu replied: [The soothing pill is real, no problem. 】

Ban Jening has been waiting for Song Wu's WeChat.

At this time, when he heard the response of WeChat, he was very excited and immediately turned on his mobile phone.

But when I saw the information, my expression immediately shriveled again.

It's true.

Yumekong's soothing pill is actually real.

[But ......]

Song Wu's message quickly came back.

[But what?] Ben Jenin replied immediately.

Song Wu did not directly answer Ban Jening's question, but replied: [You do what I say. 】

【Okay!】 】

Song Wu sent another string of texts to the past.

Although I don't know what the goddess means, Ban Jenin is still very serious, [Leave this matter to me, please rest assured! 】

After ending the WeChat conversation with Song Wu, Ban Jening immediately drove to the scene of the Medicine King Competition.

The locomotive is so fast that it almost flies on the road!

At the same time.

The scene of the King of Medicine competition.

Yumekong was still wearing a retro European dress as usual, and his full head of golden curls was half-tied up.

At this time, he was sitting in the audience.

The host stood on the stage, "After enjoying a beautiful dance, the next time is the most exciting moment!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience's eyes widened.

I can't wait for this moment.

Because they know.

Soon, it will be the part of the soothing pill to meet with everyone.

At that time, the organizer will identify the authenticity of the soothing pills in front of everyone.

"Aren't there a lot of people who doubt that soothing pills are fake? Wait, Miss Yumekong will slap them in the face with her strength in a while! ”

"I'm starting to get excited!"

"Me too, me too!"

"I think what kind of miracle doctor Su asked, it was simply based on marketing, and it was difficult to reproduce the soothing pills that I was still bragging about before! What now? It's not been developed by Miss Yumekong! ”

"I don't like her either, she always looks like a master of the world, and it will be half a year as soon as she disappears! I think she's forgotten she's a doctor! Don't do your job! ”

Soon, the two hostesses on the stage came out of it with soothing pills.

The soothing pills were served in a small rosewood box.

The host walked over and gently opened the lid, "Here, cameraman, give me a close-up." ”

The videographer immediately cut the shot over.

"! If only I could have a soothing pill! ”

"This host is really grinding! Isn't it okay to just go straight to the instrument? So much nonsense! ”

Mengkong just looked at the stage, not nervous at all.

Because she's so sure.

Soothing pills are real.

Sure enough, when the host pressed the button to start the verification, the instrument did not react otherwise.

"Authentic!"

As soon as the appraisal sound fell, a thunderous applause rang out in the air.

Bang Bang Bang --

"Miss Yumeku!"

"A well-deserved medicine king!"

The host was also excited, almost unable to hold the microphone steadily, "Now I have Miss Mengkong invited to the stage!" ”

Under the gaze of everyone, Mengkong walked to the stage step by step.

The host handed the microphone to Mengkong and asked with a smile, "How did Miss Mengkong make the soothing pill?" Did you encounter any difficulties along the way? ”

"There are definitely difficulties, but they can be overcome." Yumekong replied.

That's a perfect answer.

Overcome difficulties when there are difficulties.

Hearing this answer, there was another deafening applause from the audience.

Cracking sound.

The moderator continued, "Thank you, Miss Mengkong, for your answer, and now I announce ......"

Right now.

The entrance door was suddenly pushed open.

"Wait a minute," the visitor walked step by step onto the stage, "I have a few questions for Miss Yumeku." ”

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