Shen Yubei could see what Song Ci was thinking, and when she saw her muttering, she wanted to laugh.
"Why, no confidence, what is this?"
Song Ci said: "I have confidence, but I am not blind."
"oh?"
"Teacher, those who participate in this competition and can enter the finals, who is not a music genius and a music idiot who has practiced for more than ten or twenty years? Compared with them who are equally good, how can it be so easy to win the championship? "
Song Ci would not be so stupid as to think that she was number one in the world.
Shen Yubei nodded Song Ci's forehead, and he said, "But how many people have worshiped me, Shen Yubei, as their teacher?"
Shen Yubei sat down on the floor by the window directly, and said: "After I became famous, there are five hundred students who want to join my name, but I have chosen you."
Turning around, looking up, looking at the slim and beautiful girl behind him, Shen Yubei smiled calmly, his voice was not loud, but full of domineering meaning: "Song Ci, just because I, Shen Yubei chose you, you are qualified to win the championship. "
At this moment, Shen Yubei was arrogant and radiant.
"The teacher was the champion back then, and you, as an apprentice, naturally can't be inferior. Who doesn't know that I, Shen Yubei, have taken in a beloved apprentice. I have been hiding it for so many years, and I look forward to you officially becoming a teacher."
"Song Ci, don't let me down."
It's fine if he doesn't say it, but Song Ci suddenly felt a lot of pressure when he said it.
Shen Yubei was the star that Song Ci looked up to since she was a child.
She lowered her eyes and looked calm. Just sitting there quietly, Shen Yubei, who had an air of superiority, immediately became ambitious. "Okay! Tuer will definitely come back with a championship trophy and put it here for the teacher to watch."
"Well, that's about the same."
After the two had finished chatting about their business, Shen Yubei finally talked about personal matters, "Then what, I have something to ask you."
"Um?"
Shen Yubei coughed uncomfortably, and said, "It's dangerous to be pregnant in your fifties, isn't it?"
Song Ci's eyes widened. "Miss is pregnant?"
Shen Yubei's cheeks turned red, and he nodded, "Well, I'm pregnant, almost three months." Shen Yubei was a little worried, and he said, "Obviously I have taken measures, but..." But Di Rongrong still pregnant.
Shen Yubei frowned, a little puzzled, not understanding how this child got here.
Of course he believed that the child was his, but he doubted the quality of the condom. "Song Ci, don't buy XX brand condoms in the future, the quality is not good."
Song Ci smirked, and told the truth: "Perhaps, it's my mistress who wants it herself." If my mistress wants a child, she just pops a box of condoms, and if the right day comes, it's easy to get pregnant.
Shen Yubei was slightly taken aback, "You mean, Rongrong..." Shen Yubei didn't finish his sentence, but judging from his expression and reaction, it was obvious that he understood Song Ci's meaning.
Song Ci nodded, "Yes."
Song Ci had already heard from Han Zhan that Di Rongrong had lost a daughter when she was young, and she told Shen Yubei what she thought: "My wife lost a child before, she must like children in her heart Yes. She used to be with Huo Jing'an, she lost hope in life, but it's different now, now you are her future."
"Master's willingness to have a child with you also means that she really accepts you and wants to be with you." In addition, at this age, after enjoying the glory, wealth and success, and meeting true love again, Di Rongrong It is perfectly normal to want to have a child with Shen Yubei.
Shen Yubei was very happy in his heart, besides, at his age, it was a good thing to have a child. It's just... "Your teacher's wife is over fifty after all, so I don't worry about it."
Song Ci also felt embarrassed. "Yeah, being in your fifties is no different than being in your forties. This is definitely an advanced maternal age."
Song Ci sat cross-legged next to Shen Yubei. She hugged his battle spirit, touched it, and said, "Although technology is advanced now, it's not as dangerous for a woman to give birth as before, but even if it's a cesarean section, it won't be as dangerous as it used to be." You will also be stabbed."
"Fifties are no better than our twenties. Our wounds heal faster, but my wife is different. Teacher, do you want this child, or don't you want it?"
Shen Yubei said: "I want it, but I can't have this child." He couldn't bear the slightest possibility of losing Di Rongrong, and he couldn't accept that Di Rongrong would suffer from sequelae in order to have a child.
"Have you told your wife what you think?"
"I've said it, but it's useless." Shen Yubei felt a little irritated. He noticed that Di Rongrong came out of the house and came to the garden, stroking his stomach while practicing his voice.
Staring at Di Rongrong's hands on her lower abdomen, Shen Yubei sighed: "But she wants it." Just because she had lost a daughter, Di Rongrong valued this child more and asked her to take it away. Absolutely will not agree.
Song Ci also looked at Di Rongrong.
She could tell that Di Rongrong was looking forward to that child's arrival very much.
"Why don't I tell Han Zhan about this? Mistress is quite convinced by Han Zhan, maybe Han Zhan can persuade her?"
Regarding this, Shen Yubei had no hope. He knew in his heart that Di Rongrong was not someone who would easily compromise on major matters. Even Han Zhan couldn't dispel her thoughts.
Shen Yubei sighed, "I was careless."
"I'll go talk to my wife."
When Song Ci came to the first floor, Di Rongrong was still practicing her voice.
The housekeeper poured Song Ci a cup of hot tea, and Song Ci leaned against the door frame of the entrance garden with the tea cup in hand.
When Di Rongrong finished practicing her voice, Song Ci praised: "Master is awesome, it sounds good."
Hearing this, Di Rongrong turned her head and smiled at Song Ci, and she said, "When I'm old, I'm not as good as when I was young."
Song Ci walked towards Di Rongrong slowly, and she gently pressed her palm on Di Rongrong's abdomen. Seeing this, Di Rongrong was obviously a little surprised, and then lowered her head in embarrassment.
"You know everything?" Di Rongrong's ears were slightly red, like a shy girl.
"Well, the teacher told me."
A sad look appeared on Di Rongrong's face, "He doesn't really want this child."
Song Ci was not in a hurry to persuade Di Rongrong to give up this child, but asked gently: "What about you, Mrs. Mistress? Do you insist on having him?"
"Well, I want him." Di Rongrong pressed her stomach, and she said, "I had a dream a few days ago, and I dreamed of my daughter."
Every time Di Rongrong mentioned the daughter who came here for a short time but left without saying goodbye, Di Rongrong's expression was sad. But today, Di Rongrong had some gentle and loving smiles on his face.
"I dreamed that she called my mother, and she said, Mom, we are going to meet again." Di Rongrong smiled and shed tears, "Song Ci, maybe you think this sounds metaphysical, but I believe it's true."
"My little angel, she knows that her mother's life is stable, she knows that she will have a father who loves her, so she is here again."
Hearing this, Song Ci's heart also tugged.
That's the worst thing a mother can hear. Thinking about it, if this matter was placed on her, she would be like Di Rongrong, desperately trying to give birth to her.
Song Ci had already prepared a draft in his heart, and had various reasons to persuade Di Rongrong, but seeing Di Rongrong's tears, Song Ci gave up again.
Forget it, now that medical skills are advanced, Di Rongrong should go to the hospital a few times more frequently, so there shouldn't be any serious danger.
"Okay, I won't advise you anymore, just one sentence, mistress, take regular birth checkups, rest more, and put your own safety first in everything. Besides, the teacher is also very worried about you. Mistress, you have to comfort me Teacher, otherwise I am afraid that the teacher will be frightened by your mother and daughter before the child is born."
Di Rongrong firmly believed that the child in her belly was a daughter, so Song Ci regarded the child as a girl.
Di Rongrong smiled through tears, "Okay."
Seeing that Song Ci's persuasion failed, Shen Yubei was even more distressed.
Di Rongrong caught Shen Yubei's frowning, she walked over, took Shen Yubei's hand, and said, "Beibei, don't worry, I want this child, it must be on the premise of my life safety. If anything happens later, I will be like you, putting my own life first."
Di Rongrong loves that daughter, but she also loves Shen Yubei. If she marries Shen Yubei and promises to accompany him for the rest of her life, then she won't do the kind of thing that leaves him alone.
Hearing this, Shen Yubei's expression gradually relaxed.
Seeing that they had spoken, Song Ci stuck out her tongue mischievously at Shen Yubei, and then returned home. After a day of separation, the babies were very excited to see Song Ci again. They pestered Song Ci, asking her to hug her and accompany her.
Song Ci picked up a cub with one hand, and the arm holding Han Miao was obviously lower.
Song Ci carried the children into the car and drove them into the city.
Yulong Mountain is far away from the urban area, and the children rarely go to the city at night. After entering the city, Song Ci and the housekeeper each pushed a child, and took them to the park to watch people dance in the square, and to the pedestrian street to watch people eat.
When Han Miao saw the milk tea, he wanted to drink it so much that he wanted to cry. Song Ci ran into the milk tea shop and asked for some warm water, and mixed two cups of milk.
Seeing her mother coming out of the shop with two bottles of milk, Han Miao thought the milk was milk tea and drank it happily. Han Jun took a sip, put down the bottle again, and stared at the milk tea shop.
After seeing what Han Jun was thinking, Song Ci hurriedly said, "Junjun, drink quickly, this is milk tea."
Han Jun then continued to drink.
After they had finished drinking, Song Ci dared to go and buy a cup for herself. While she was drinking, Han Miao and Han Jun looked up at her.
Song Ci didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, she said: "Mom is also hungry, and mother wants to drink grandma."
The two little guys then looked back and looked around.
The housekeeper smiled and asked Song Ci, "Won't Madam feel uneasy about deceiving them like this?"
Song Ci: "They have to get used to it, and I will often deceive them like this in the future."
The butler wanted to laugh, but held back.
After shopping around, Song Ci took the children to Zeus International Building. Seeing Song Ci coming with a stroller, a tall, handsome and well-mannered guy at the front desk on the first floor hurried over, greeted Song Ci warmly, and called Ma'am.
Staring at the pair of fat and thin children in the stroller, the boy at the front desk smiled and said, "The babies are so cute, ma'am, do you want to go see Mr. Han?"
"right."
"Then come with me."
The brother at the front desk took Song Ci and the children to Han Zhan's exclusive elevator, swiped the access control card, and pressed the floor button for Han Zhan himself before they got out of the elevator.
As soon as Song Ci arrived at Zeus International Building, Han Zhan's secretary's office received a call from the front desk.
Putting down the phone, Han Zhan's secretary-general got up and walked into his office, knocking on the door.
"Enter."
Han Zhan had just finished a video conference. Now that the conference was over, he was drinking tea with dry mouth. Staring at the secretary-general who walked in quickly, Han Zhan asked him, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Han, Madam brought the ladies here."
The tiredness between Han Zhan's brows faded instantly, "Oh? Where are you?" He couldn't wait to get up from behind the desk, walked around the desk, and walked out quickly.
The Secretary-General suppressed a smile and followed Han Zhan. He said, "It should be here soon." Before he finished speaking, the Secretary-General saw a few people coming from the corridor of the elevator hall. They were Song Ci and the housekeeper. .
Han Zhan strode over and hugged Song Ci.
Everyone averted their eyes, and they all peeked quietly.
Han Zhan whispered in Song Ci's ear: "A surprise attack?"
Song Ci asked him back: "Is Xiaomi hidden in the office?"
"Do you want to go and see?"
Song Ci gave the child to Han Zhan, deliberately put on an aura of catching rape, and walked into his office. As soon as he entered the office, Song Ci saw the intelligent robot next to the sofa in the office.
Han Zhan walked into the office with the babies, and he told Song Ci: "The intelligent robot Xiaomi in front of you is a home robot developed by our group, and it is very intelligent."
Han Zhan took the children down, put them on the edge of the sofa, and asked them to walk with the help of the sofa. He turned back to the housekeeper and said, "You go back first, my wife and I won't be going home tonight."
"Good sir."
Han Miao and Han Jun stood more and more steadily, and they could walk a few steps holding one hand.
It's also one year old, and it's time to walk.
Han Zhan let go of Han Miao, took a few steps back, squatted down, and said, "Miaozi, come to Dad."
Han Miao ignored Han Zhan, she kept staring at the simple and cute intelligent robot, and liked it very much. Han Miao's hands resting on the sofa suddenly loosened, and she slowly opened her chubby legs and walked towards the robot.
She really did it!
Seeing this, Song Ci quickly took out his mobile phone to record.
Han Zhan also looked at Han with joy.
Han Miao walked towards the robot, hugged the robot, and chatted with the robot chicken and duck.
Han Miao: "Brother, brother."
Robot: "I can't hear what you are talking about."
Han Miao: "Brother."
Last week, Han Miao and Han Jun already knew how to call mom and dad, as well as simple names.
Surprisingly, the first time Han Jun called out to someone was when he saw a family portrait. At that time, Han Jun pointed to Han Aoyu's photo and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa!"
Han Zhan was standing next to him at that time, and when he heard the sound of grandpa, his eyes turned red on the spot.
At this moment, the robot understood Han Miao's brother, and it explained solemnly: "Brother is a title, and it is also a respectful title for men of the same generation who were born to the same parents or one of the parents. Leslie Cheung is also called "brother" by fans."
Han Miao disliked the robot's talkativeness, so he slapped the robot's mouth, "Ah!"
Shut up!
The robot was blinded for a few seconds, and then said: "Domestic violence is against the law, hey, 110, there is a domestic violence cute Xiaomi here."
Song Ci was amused by the robot Xiaomi and Han Miao, shrugged her shoulders, and fell into Han Zhan's arms.
Han Zhan also had an uncontrollable smile on his face.
Seeing that her sister could walk, Han Jun didn't want to be outdone. She opened her legs carefully and took two or three steps. When she was about to walk in front of Xiaomi, Han Jun fell down.
Song Ci wanted to help her, but Han Zhan held Song Ci back, "Let her get up by herself."
Han Jun looked back at her parents and saw that the cruel parents were still sitting on the sofa indifferently. Realizing that no one would help her, she had to put her hands on the ground and stood up unsteadily.
After standing up, Han Jun stretched his legs again and successfully walked in front of Xiaomi.
After she walked over, she also slapped Xiaomi like her sister did.
Xiaomi sensed that two hands of different sizes were beating her, and she exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Oh, mixed sex, I'm really the poorest child in the world."
Song Ci laughed until tears came out.
She paused recording the video, shared the video to the wechat group, and showed it to Song Fei and the others. Putting down the phone, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Why is the robot you developed so funny?"
"This kind of robot is mainly a home-based intelligent robot that helps the elderly living alone to solve their living difficulties. The elderly living alone are very lonely. When our researchers developed Xiaomi, they designed them to be lively and funny. This is also the The selling point of the robot."
For the elderly who live alone and stay behind, it is also a happy thing to have a chatterbox at home.
"I'll pack up my things and stay in the city tonight."
"good."
Han Zhan packed his things, carried his bag, hugged Han Miao, and left work with Song Ci who was hugging Han Jun. The picture of a family of four walking out of the company was photographed and spread to the company's internal group.
In the group, everyone is envious of Mr. Han and Mrs. Han's happy life like a couple of gods.
Back in the duplex apartment in the urban area, the two little guys were already a little sleepy. It was cold, and the children didn't sweat much. Afraid that taking a bath would wash away their drowsiness, Song Ci decided not to bathe the children tonight.
After putting the children on the bed and warming them up, Song Ci went downstairs.
Han Zhan is making supper, and there are frozen steaks that were previously sold in the refrigerator. Han Zhan called and asked the employees of the supermarket outside the community to deliver some vegetables and onions.
He made the steak and made his own soup. Song Ci hugged Han Zhan from behind, and she said, "It's been a long time since you cooked for me."
Han Zhan said: "Why don't you become the boss, and I'll be the little boy behind your back, and I'll cook for you every day?"
Song Ci thought about the scene, but let it go.
Zeus International is in her hands, and within a year, it will be destroyed by her.
"alright."
Han Zhan poured the soup on the steak, and took Song Ci's hand to the restaurant. "Want to drink?"
"OK."
Han Zhan opened the wine cabinet, saw the bottle of wine that he hadn't finished last time, and was in a daze again. He took out the red wine, poured it, and said, "Grandpa's brewed wine, there are still five bottles."
Song Ci looked up at him, but didn't respond.
Han Zhan said again: "After drinking, there is no more to drink."
Song Ci also said: "Grandpa will be very happy if he hears Han Jun calling him."
"Of course."
After pouring the wine, Han Zhan plugged the bottle with a wine cork and put it back in the refrigerator. When he returned to the restaurant, he saw Song Ci split the steak on her plate into two, and she gave part of it to herself.
"You don't have enough to eat, I'll give it to you." Song Ci smiled brightly at Han Zhan and told him, "Brother Han, I love you."
The vacancy in Han Zhan's heart was instantly filled by Song Ci.
She is his pistachio.
After finishing the steak, both Song Ci and Han Zhan went to take a bath tacitly. Song Ci had a premonition that tonight would be a passionate night, so she washed herself clean and applied body lotion all over her body.
Wearing Han Zhan's shirt, she squeezed her waist deliberately and went to the study. Han Zhan was already waiting there, and he lit the incense that Song Ci had bought before.
That fragrance smells particularly exciting.
The door was pushed open, and Han Zhan turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw Song Ci behind him with long legs and a charming expression, he frowned. Han Zhan sat on the sofa, patted his legs, and leaned his head against the sofa, "Come here."
Song Ci walked over, every step was like a cat's paw, scratching Han Zhan's heart.
Han Zhan pulled Song Ci into his arms, and said, "The sound insulation is very good, so don't bear it."
Song Ci blushed.
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Han Miao and Han Jun woke up the next morning and found that they were sleeping in a strange place, and they were a little confused.
The two guys sat up and slid down the edge of the bed, their legs wobbly, trying to get out. But the door was locked and they couldn't open it.
Han Miao was so violent, he raised his little hand and slammed on the door. Han Jun sat on the ground, watching her silly elder sister hammering the door with her hand.
Their movements caught the attention of Han Zhan downstairs.
As soon as Han Zhan finished his morning exercise, he heard the little guys knocking on the door. He opened the door carefully, and saw Han Miao and Han Jun sitting on the ground, their diapers were already bulging.
Han Zhan quickly carried them to the bed and put them on the bed, took off their diapers, washed their buttocks, and put on clean diapers again.
Han Zhan usually carried the children downstairs as a thief.
"You guys play, don't make trouble, mom is still sleeping upstairs." Because there was only one bed at home, Han Zhan and Song Ci slept in the study room last night on the floor.
Song Ci was too tired to wake up now.
Han Zhan made milk powder for his daughters, and just as he handed over the milk bottles to them, the phone rang. "Eat by yourself, Dad answers the phone."
Han Zhan picked up his phone and walked to the French window to answer the call.
The two cubs wobbled to his side, and then sat down next to Han Zhan's legs, one on the left and the other on the right.
Han Zhan simply sat down too.
The picture of the father and daughter sitting together is very cute.
The call was from the lover who was reported in Shunchen City.
Han Zhan felt bad after receiving a call from Grandma Chen so early. "Grandma Chen, I'm Han Zhan."
"Zhan Zhan, are you at work?"
"Not yet, rest today." He planned to take the children to the aquarium.
"Let me tell you something." Nanny Chen told Han Zhan: "The afternoon before yesterday, your grandpa Chen fell down when he came home after playing chess. It was fine at the time, but for some reason, he woke up yesterday morning, The left half of his body suddenly stopped working."
This symptom sounds like a stroke. "Grandpa Chen is in the hospital now? I'm going to visit him right now."
"Zhan Zhan, don't worry, Grandma Chen wants to ask you something."
"You say."
Grandma Chen said: "I heard that there is a Mo family in Sichuan and Shu who is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine and is very good at treating elderly hemiplegia and stroke. You, Uncle Chen, have no connections and cannot contact him. I would like to ask you if you have any contact with the Mo family What about contacts?"
Han Zhan may not know people from the Mo family, but with Han Aoyu's identity, he may know people from the Mo family.
"The Mo family?" Han Zhan thought for a moment before saying, "We haven't been in touch with the Mo family, but I know someone who has a good relationship with the Mo family. So, Grandma Chen, I'll go visit that grandpa At home, tell him about it face to face. When I get the result, I'll call and tell you."
"Okay, trouble Zhan Zhan."
"Don't talk about trouble."
Han Aoyu has a very close personal relationship with Chen. Han Zhan grew up watching him when he was a child. When he and Song Ci got married, Chen was still the witness.
In terms of emotion and reason, Han Zhan should match up.
Han Zhan has no connection with the Mo family, but he knows that Long Gang, the old director of the Armed Police Hospital, has contacts with the Mo family, and Long Gang has a good relationship with Han Aoyu.
Han Zhan decided to visit Mr. Longgang himself.
He called Song Ci up.
When Song Ci woke up, she was still rubbing her eyes. Song Ci also woke up and dozed off after hearing about Grandpa Chen. She said to Han Zhan: "You go, I will send the child to Beibei's house to play."
"Okay then, I'll take you there."
"also."
On the way, Song Ci ate breakfast and told Han Zhan, "Song Fei and I will go to Mo's house after the Lantern Festival."
Han Zhan knew about this, and he asked, "How long will it take?"
"That's not necessarily the case. I heard that the Mo family's assessment is extremely abnormal. It depends on how far Song Fei can last."
"Song Fei will definitely win the championship."
Hearing Han Zhan praise Song Fei like this, Song Ci was also happy. "Oh, here we are."
Han Zhan pulled over and pulled the children out of the car, waiting for Su Beibei's nanny to come down to pick them up. The nanny came soon, she helped Song Ci hold Han Jun, Song Ci waved to Han Zhan, and left.
Han Zhan watched Song Ci enter the community, then turned around, got into the car, and drove away.
Long Gang is seventy-eight years old this year, and he is also an old man. After receiving a call in advance, knowing that Han Zhan was coming to visit, Long Gang knew that Han Zhan liked to drink tea, so he specially asked his grandson to bring out the pot of good tea leaves he had treasured.
Long Gaogao put the tea pot on the kung fu tea table, sat cross-legged opposite his grandfather, and asked casually, "Grandpa, who wants to come?"
"Your grandpa Han's grandson."
"Grandpa Han?" Long Gaogao put away his laughing expression, and asked respectfully, "Is it the Grandpa Han who just passed away?"
When it comes to Han Aoyu, who can't be respectful
"Well, the old guy's grandson is very good, you should know."
"Han Zhan, of course I know." Even though Long Gaogao is a medical student, he also knows Han Zhan. In the past two years, Han Zhan has long replaced Cheng Yanmo and has become the most anticipated and sought-after upstart in the upper class.
But Long Gaogao knew about Han Zhan because Han Zhan married Song Ci.
Long Gaogao knew Song Ci before, but he was a few years younger than Song Ci, and threatened to marry Song Ci when he was twelve or thirteen years old. At that time Song Ci heard this and said, "I don't like little brats."
In the end, she found an old man.
Hearing the doorbell, Long Gaogao went to open the door for Han Zhan. When facing Han Zhan, he didn't have a good face. Han Zhan entered the house with a gift, and followed Long Gaogao, who had a stinky expression, wondering where he had provoked him.
"Grandpa Long." Han Zhan put down the gift and bowed respectfully to Long Gang. "Long time no see, how is your old health?"
"Well, I can eat and drink, but there is a naughty grandson who owes a lesson and is very annoying every day."
Long Gaogao pursed his lips and yelled, unconvinced, "Don't just scold me in front of outsiders, I want to save face, okay?"
"All right, all right, then go away."
Long Gaogao refused to roll away.
Not only did he not roll, he also hid in a corner, secretly took a picture of Han Zhan, and posted it in the wechat group.
Long Gaogao: [Look, the boss is at my house! !]
Some people hate Han Zhan on the surface, but secretly treat Han Zhan as a boss.
The people in the group all showed envious expressions.
Someone asked: [Is the watch the boss wears really worth a house in the city center?]
Someone else said: [I heard that the boss is 1.9 meters tall, is it true?]
Some people even said: [Did the boss wear colored contact lenses, or was he born with blue eyes?]
Long Gaogao looked at Han Zhan, typed a paragraph excitedly, and sent it out: [Half a head taller than me, visually not 1.9 meters, but also 1.88 meters. I wear a watch, and I still have more than one million yuan. It is a rumor that it is worth a house. The eyes are born with blue eyes, the boss is of mixed race, you forgot!]
Friends: [Handsome, tall and fucking rich, this world is too hostile to me.]
Seeing his grandson secretly playing with his cell phone, Long Gang waved to him and said, "Go, get your Brother Han a cup of tea!"
"oh."
Han Zhan drank the tea that Long Gaogao handed over, and always felt that Long Gaogao looked familiar.
But can't remember where I saw it.
"Gao Gao, have we met somewhere?" Han Zhan asked.
Long Gaogao pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly, "You are so forgetful, I'm afraid you forgot. At the jewelry auction the year before last, your wife's sister stole my red fox!"
At that time, Long Gaogao went to the auction with the vigor of being sure to win, and wanted to take back the red agate fox. The result was good, and seeing that he was about to get it, he suddenly received a news that his brother had a car accident.
He regretted missing out on the red fox, but Song Fei got the fox.
Because of this, Long Gaogao always remembered Song Fei.
Long Gang also knew about this. Hearing this, he said to Han Zhan, "Don't be as knowledgeable as Gao Gao. He wanted the red fox for many years. He was robbed by Song Fei, and he couldn't be more angry."
Han Zhan then said: "As far as I know, the fox is a token leading to the Mo family to participate in the assessment, and a batch will be issued every five years. Gao Gao is still young, and it will not be too late to wait another three years."
Long Gaogao: "Hmph!"
Long Gang nodded again and again. "By the way, the Mo family's assessment is coming soon, Song Fei should be going to participate, right?"
"Well, go."
"That's a good thing, I hope she can enter the finals."
"What's the benefit of entering the finals?" Han Zhan didn't know much about the Mo family, so he had to ask Longgang for advice.
"When I was young, I participated in the Mo family's assessment, but my skills were not as good as others. I only made it to the finals once, and finished fifth, so it was a pity that I fell out."
"Those who can participate in the Mo's competition are all proficient in Chinese medicine. Those who can enter the finals are all dragons and phoenixes. Those who can win the top three, especially the winners, are the leaders of the entire Chinese medicine academic circle. Shuguang is the leader."
"At that time, the one who competed with me and won the championship was a young man named Mo Frivolous. He is really smart, has a photographic memory, and has an extraordinary talent for Chinese medicine. It is a pity that he later died because of a crime. He broke the family rules and was kicked out of the Mo clan, and I never saw him again after that."
"However, as far as I know, every championship winner is the Mo family's favorite child. If Song Fei can be ranked in the top three, that is remarkable."
Long Gang only knew that Song Fei was a virus expert, but he didn't know how deep her knowledge in Chinese medicine was, so he didn't dare to expect too much.
However, Han Zhan kept an eye on the Mo family called 'Mo frivolous'. He asked Long Gang: "Grandpa Long, what you said is not frivolous, what kind of family rules did he break?"
"That's the business of the Mo family, and I don't know."
Knowing the purpose of Han Zhan's visit today, Long Gang told him frankly: "I can indeed contact the Mo family, but whether they are willing to send someone to treat and explain the old guy depends on the attitude of the Mo family."
The Mo family treats illnesses, and there are two ways to treat them.
Don't treat the most heinous people, don't treat those who want to die.
(end of this chapter)