She picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the bland dish, and suddenly laughed.
Seeing that Mo Fengying burst into laughter suddenly again, Mo Yang also laughed, "Why are you laughing again? Did you remember something funny?"
Mo Fengying nodded and told Mo Yang, "I saw Song Ci playing the violin just now, and my hands were itchy. I tried it too, but it turned out to be very unpleasant."
Mo Fengying put down her chopsticks and looked at her mother, thinking that her mother was the only girl in the family who did not study medicine but went to university outside, so Mo Fengying asked her: "Mom, do you know music?"
Mo Yang shook his head, "I don't understand this, making music depends on talent, just like you study medicine."
"Then what major did you study in before?" Mo Fengying only knew that her mother had studied in university, but she didn't know what major her mother studied in the end.
Mo Yang said: "I majored in fine arts. At that time, I only wanted to be a painter. After graduating, I wandered outside for two years. Almost no one bought my paintings. Finally, I returned to my family."
Mo Fengying said: "You should stay outside, the outside world is so wonderful."
Mo Fengying poked a taro with chopsticks, ate it with disgust, and said, "In our Mo clan, there are all people who deal with medicinal materials, and there is not a single interesting person."
"Mom, Song Ci married Han Zhan at the age of 22. I'm turning 20 soon, and I don't even have a crush. If this continues, I'm afraid I will be single for the rest of my life."
The main reason is that everyone in the clan is mediocre in appearance, and Mo Fengying didn't take a fancy to any of them.
The last time I went out to treat the old gentleman, when Mo Fengying saw Han Zhan, she was shocked. It turns out that the men outside are really just like the CEO in the TV series, handsome, unrestrained and suave.
After being washed by a stunning man like Han Zhan, Mo Fengying was even less interested in seeing these dull people in the clan.
Mo Yang laughed directly, and she said: "I was coaxed by your father when I was fifteen years old. I want to go to university after graduating from the college entrance examination. Your grandparents don't support it, but your father wants me to live a happy life." Only then can we overcome all difficulties and send me to study."
"The first time I went to college, it was your father who personally sent her." Although the Mo family lived in a remote mountainous area, they were very wealthy. When Mo Yang went to college, Mo Suixin personally drove her to send her off in a car.
During college, everyone knew that Mo Yang had a wealthy partner.
Mo Fengying then asked her: "Then mom, if you just stay in the family like this for the rest of your life, don't you ever yearn for the outside world?"
Mo Yang stopped talking.
People who have seen the wonderful outside, how can they be willing to live in this great god? However, the roots of the Mo family are here, and Mo Yang's parents, husband and children are all here, so where can she go
besides
Mo Yang looked at the elf's lovely daughter, and when he thought of the curse on her daughter, he had no other thoughts.
While talking, Mo Suixin came back. Seeing his daughter eating with his wife, Mo Suixin came over and stroked Mo Fengying's hair, and said, "Girl Fengying, you really met a strong enemy this time."
Last night's assessment results have come out, Mo Fengying and Song Fei tied for first place, both with perfect marks.
Mo Fengying is a young genius in the clan, few people of the same generation in the clan can draw with Mo Fengying, finally a hard problem came, Mo Suixin seemed gloating.
Mo Fengying frowned slightly, and she said: "Song Fei is really good. It took her a little less time to answer those medicinal materials correctly than me. Dad, Song Fei will definitely be in the top three."
"Your grandfather said the same thing." After the morning's assessment results came out, Mo Suixin was called over by Mo Qingkuang, and told him about Song Fei.
"Your grandfather means that if this Song Fei can enter the top three, he wants to take Song Fei as his apprentice."
Hearing this, both Mo Fengying and Mo Yang were shocked.
"Father really said that?" Mo Yang asked her husband in surprise.
Mo Suixin nodded, and he said worriedly: "Among the young descendants of our Mo family, apart from Fengying, we can't find a second good seedling. Our Mo family has developed for six hundred years, and the talent has withered, and it has begun to decline. .”
"Father's intention is to accept Song Fei as an apprentice, so that Song Fei and Fengying can continue to carry forward the Mo family's medical skills." Mo Suixin understands and supports his father's approach.
The Mo family must not end in their hands.
Mo Fengying suddenly put down the bowls and chopsticks, stood up and said: "I still need a prescription for this afternoon, don't take it for now, you take it slowly." After speaking, Mo Fengying turned and left, walking in a hurry.
Mo Suixin looked at Mo Fengying's back wonderingly, turned around and asked his wife, "Is she angry?"
Mo Yang didn't speak.
Not only Mo Fengying was angry, but Mo Yang was also angry.
Mo Suixin wanted to understand his wife's knots. She patted the back of his wife's hand and comforted her: "Mo Yang, Fengying is young and ignorant, and you are also ignorant? Dad's decision this time is beneficial to our Mo family. You Why can't you understand?"
Mo Yang threw the chopsticks on the table forcefully, and she said, "It's beneficial, but it's not necessarily a good thing for me!"
Mo Suixin frowned and said nothing.
Mo Yang added: "Song Fei is smart and intelligent, and she is also a virus expert. It is a good thing that she can join our Mo family as a student. But Mo Suixin, have you figured out what father's real intention is? He really just wants to accept A genius, carry forward my Mo family medicine?"
Mo Yang was extremely angry, and roared angrily: "He just saw a good seedling and planned to give up our Fengying!"
Mo Suixin suddenly scolded Mo Yang: "Mo Yang, don't talk nonsense!"
Mo Yang sneered, "I'm not talking nonsense, don't you know? Because of the broken curse, Fengying won't live to be twenty-five years old! Father is reluctant to exchange Fengying's life with the life of her mother-in-law, but Song Fei is in good health. Father is making second-hand preparations! Once our Fengying passes away, Song Fei will become the next family of the Mo family, and the Mo family can continue, am I wrong?"
Mo Yang's heart is like a mirror, he can figure out the old man's thoughts clearly and clearly.
The flesh on Mo Suixin's face trembled, but he couldn't refute Mo Yang's words.
How could Mo Suixin, an old fox, not think of things that Mo Yang could think of? Just like Mo Zhangkuang, he deliberately didn't mention the curse on Fengying, as if he could whitewash the peace.
Mo Yang was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red, and his body was shaking. "It's all that damned curse! You all did it yourself. You killed the Nangong clan, and now the retribution has finally come!"
But, why did retribution happen to her daughter
Mo Yang cried and said, "It's all because our Mo family is inhumane and treats people from the Nangong clan as animals. It's better now, because of Nangong Xian's curse, our Mo family is about to become extinct."
Mo Suixin was a little annoyed because he couldn't refute. He got up angrily and left without comforting his wife.
In fact, Mo Suixin also agrees with what Mo Yang said. If the Mo family hadn't wiped out the Nangong clan, they wouldn't have come to this point.
It really is karma.
Song Ci didn't know that she had been favored by Mo Zhangkuang and wanted to accept her as his apprentice. Song Ci was still racking her brains on how to get information about Granny Yao from the mouths of the Mo people.
The foreign students were eliminated and learned that Song Ci and Friday were the only ones left, and the professional courses of the Mo nationality had also been taught, and they would be taken to theoretical and practical classes for a while.
Song Ci and Friday were taken to the Mo family's medicinal herb warehouse, and together with the examinees from the Mo family, they learned to identify the ingredients of medicines. Song Ci sat in the last row with Friday. A pill was placed in front of each candidate, and the teacher was a lady.
That Ms. Mo was wearing presbyopic glasses and had gray hair. She stood on a high platform and said to everyone: "The drug in front of you is a new drug that I just developed last month. I want everyone to analyze the pharmaceutical ingredients of this drug." You can't rely on the help of instruments, you can only analyze its composition through the sense of smell, sight and touch."
"Okay, now the timer starts."
Song Ci and Friday looked at each other, and Friday said, "How many kinds of smells can you smell?"
Song Ci picked up the small medicine plate, lowered her head and sniffed for a few seconds, and said, "About five kinds."
Friday also picked up the medicine tray, and after sniffing for a while, he said, "I only smelled four."
Song Ci said: "There are two kinds of medicines that have similar smells, so it's hard to tell them apart."
"It's the same nose, why is your nose so good? Is it a dog's nose?" Friday lowered his head and sniffed vigorously for a while, before saying, "There seem to be only three kinds now."
Song Ci: "."
Song Ci crushed the pills, rubbed them with her hands, and then picked up a magnifying glass to carefully look at the ingredients of the medicine. The pill has three colors, black, off-white, and a little white.
Song Ci thought for a while and said, "I know the answer."
Song Ci picked up the pen and answered quickly on the paper. I glanced at it on Friday and saw nothing. Song Ci told Friday: "Uncle Zhou, don't plagiarize when you are old."
Old Friday blushed and muttered, "This is called sharing."
"Forget it."
Song Ci raised her hand, and the lady came down and took away her answer.
After seeing the answer, the female gentleman's eyes softened a lot. "Are you Song Fei?" she asked Song Ci.
Song Ci nodded generously, "Teacher, is my answer correct?"
The female gentleman hummed, then returned the answer sheet to Song Ci, and returned to the podium. Soon, Mo Fengying also handed in the answer, and the female gentleman nodded in satisfaction after reading the answer.
After school in the afternoon, Song Ci was going to find Song Fei for dinner, but was stopped by Mo Fengying. "Song Fei."
When Song Ci heard Song Fei's name now, she would stop subconsciously. Song Ci turned around and looked at Mo Fengying, her eyes as cold as ice and snow on a mountain, stared at Mo Fengying indifferently.
Mo Fengying was used to the indifference of 'Song Fei', she walked towards Song Ci with small steps and said, "Let's have a chat, shall we?"
'Song Fei' was as cold as ever, "It's dinner time, I'm going to eat, let's talk again." After finishing speaking, she didn't care what Mo Fengying was thinking, and walked away.
As soon as Song Ci arrived at the cafeteria, she found Song Fei.
Song Fei had already prepared a meal for her, and when she saw Song Ci coming, Song Fei waved to her. "here."
Song Ci came over and was quite surprised to see macarons in today's dessert. "I have to save this macaron and eat it slowly when I go back to the dormitory. It just so happens that I brought Longjing tea." When Song Ci eats macarons, he likes to pair them with green tea.
Song Fei said, "It's up to you."
After eating, Song Ci was holding the packed macarons, but was stopped by Mo Fengying at the entrance of the cafeteria.
Mo Fengying: "After eating, shall we chat?"
Song Ci wanted to find an excuse again, but Mo Fengying blocked all her excuses with one sentence, "It's only 6:40, are you going back to the dormitory to sleep?"
Song Ci: "."
"Let's talk."
Mo Fengying invited Song Fei to her home. She lived in a small building by herself, which was next to Song Ci's dormitory building.
Mo Fengying's home has a TV, an oven, and several posters of Yan Jiang on the wall. Song Ci stared at those posters with playful eyes. Song Ci said, "Are you a fan of Yan Jiang?"
Mo Fengying blushed and did not answer. As soon as she thought that the woman in front of her was the wife of her idol, she wanted to find a hole in the ground and get in. The more embarrassed Mo Fengying was, the happier Song Ci was.
Song Ci said again: "If you want Yan Jiang's autograph from me, then no." Song Fei was so domineering that she didn't even allow Yan Jiang to sign for the girls.
Only then did Mo Fengying say: "No, I don't want to sign."
"Then what did you ask me to say?" Song Ci thought it would be good to play Song Fei, and she said what she wanted to say, and didn't bother to talk to anyone if she didn't want to. Anyway, she is a big boss, and if a big boss does his own thing, people will not think you are rude, they will only say that you have personality.
Mo Fengying gritted her teeth with a struggling and hesitant expression. Song Ci became impatient and urged her, "If you don't say anything else, I will leave."
Hearing this, Mo Fengying finally opened her mouth: "I learned something."
"Yeah." Song Fei's attitude was quite cold, and Mo Fengying felt powerless with the appearance that I was not interested in what you were going to say next.
Mo Fengying looked at her angrily, and asked her, "Aren't you curious?"
Song Ci glanced at her lightly, but still didn't speak.
Mo Fengying was so angry that she sat down, took a sip of warm tea, and said: "My grandfather said that if you can enter the top three, he will take you as his apprentice."
Song Ci's eyes finally fluctuated a little. She looked at Mo Fengying and asked doubtfully, "Did your grandfather say this himself?"
"My dad told me there's nothing wrong with it."
Song Ci nodded. Seeing that Mo Fengying was dark and angry, she asked her, "Are you jealous of me? Are you afraid that I will take away your genius? Are you looking for me in private, are you trying to bribe me or threaten me?"
Mo Fengying became even more angry, "You are too confident."
Song Ci: "After all, I have the capital of self-confidence."
Mo Fengying sneered, and said disappointedly, "How could Yan Jiang marry someone as arrogant as you?" So what about geniuses? Too arrogant, not cute at all, their brother Jiang should find a soft little girl.
Song Ci sneered, and intentionally pissed off Mo Fengying: "I have no eyes, and Yan Jiang is willing to marry me. There is no way, he loves me to death. You are gentle and delicate, but I don't see Yan Jiang remembering you as a character. "
Mo Fengying was even angrier.
She was sullen for a while, seeing that Song Fei had lost all patience and stood up and was about to leave, so she took Song Fei's arm. Song Ci lowered her eyes, looked at the girl with a stubborn expression, and stopped again.
"Say something quickly!"
But Mo Fengying said: "I am not in good health, and I may not live for a few years. Song Fei, if you really enter the top three and become my grandpa's apprentice, I hope you can learn medical skills from grandpa. The future Mo Family is in your hands and can continue to flourish.”
Hearing Mo Fengying's words, Song Ci was surprised. Unexpectedly, this little princess can be sensible sometimes.
Song Ci pretended to be indifferent and took Mo Fengying's hand away, and said disdainfully: "Let's talk about it, I haven't decided whether to agree to your grandfather's apprentice." After speaking, Song Ci left.
Mo Fengying's eyes widened, and she felt that she had heard incredible words. How could someone refuse to be her grandfather's apprentice!
You know, her grandfather is a real master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, even the leaders of the country have to respect him when they see him.
Is Song Fei stupid
Mo Fengying scolded Song Fei for being stupid, but at the same time envied her. Do what you want to do, and refuse what you don't want to do, how chic.
Song Fei was exchanging technology with her apprentice on the computer. When she heard the door opening, she hurriedly raised her head to look at Song Ci, then lowered her head and asked, "Then what does the little princess want you for?"
Song Ci relayed what Mo Fengying said to Song Fei.
After Song Fei heard this, she was also surprised, but what surprised her even more was that
"Is that little princess a fan of Yan Jiang?"
Song Ci: "Yes."
"The forest is really big, and there are all kinds of birds."
Seeing Song Fei's hands tapping on the keyboard, Song Ci asked her, "What are you doing?"
"Exchange technology with my apprentice."
"Jiang Bi?" Song Ci glanced at the computer screen, and found that there were things she couldn't understand, so she lost interest. She boiled water, made a cup of tea, sat by the window sill, and ate macarons while admiring the night view.
Suddenly, Song Ci bit something. She spit out what was in her mouth into her palm with a weird expression.
When Song Fei looked up, she happened to see this scene.
She asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Ci looked back at her and said, "There's something in my macaron."
(end of this chapter)