Chapter 335

Song porcelain said: "I apologize for him. I also blame you for threatening him before. Today he finally found a chance to get revenge. It's strange that he can bear it."

"Han Zhan is about to collapse. Song Fei, can you give me the antidote for his injury

There are so many masters of traditional Chinese medicine in the Mo family. Song Ci can cure Han Zhan by any doctor. But instead of going to a doctor, she came to find Song Fei for an antidote. She mainly wanted to save Song Fei's face and calm him down.

Song Fei also understood the meaning of song porcelain, but she was not willing to bypass Han Zhan easily.

She still felt the smell of Houttuynia in her throat, which was very uncomfortable.

Song Fei turns her eyes and has a bad idea. "It's OK to ask for an antidote, but now you have to stand in the corridor in front of me and say three times that Han Zhan is cheap. I'll give you the antidote."

Song porcelain heard this impertinent request, eyebrow a frown, "you don't go too far."

Song Fei: "then there is no antidote"

Song porcelain can only step back, "I'll ask!"

Song porcelain quickly ran back to the room and said Song Fei's rude request to Han Zhan. "Han Zhan, Song Fei refused to give the antidote, saying..."

Han Zhan: "what does she want you to do?"

Song porcelain faltered and said, "she wants me to stand in the corridor and say three times... Three times..." staring at Han Zhan's weak gaze, song porcelain said: "Han Zhan is a bitch."

Han Zhan almost rolled his eyes and fainted, but he couldn't.

Han Zhan's stomach began to feel bad again. He ran to the toilet powerlessly. After squatting for a few minutes, Han Zhan's face became weaker a little bit.

"Song porcelain, you promise her." Han Zhan admits his life. He doesn't dare to bully Song Fei any more.

Song porcelain:...

after a while, song porcelain sounds on the corridor.

"Han Zhan is a bitch."

"Han Zhan is a bitch."

"Han Zhan is a slut..."

Han Zhan squats in the toilet, listening without expression, and remembers Song Fei hard in his heart.

Han Zhan drank the antidote, which made his stomach more comfortable.

Song porcelain gave Han Zhan some salt water and fed it to him. Then he borrowed a pot from Friday and cooked a pot of porridge.

Song porcelain was cooking downstairs. On Friday, she stood at the kitchen door and asked her, "did you call your husband a bitch just now?"

Naturally, song porcelain also wanted to protect Han Zhan's face. She shook her head and said, "no, there's nothing wrong with you, uncle Zhou."

"How can..." Friday went to song porcelain side, staring at the pot bubble porridge, asked song porcelain: "you quarrel?"

Song porcelain had no choice but to tell the story about what happened on the dinner table on Friday. On Friday, she rubbed her hands and said, "does Song Fei have any viral medicine. Give me some if you have, and I'll collect them. If anyone dares to offend me, I'll prescribe medicine to him! "

Song porcelain will be launched into the kitchen on Friday, "no, no! Don't even think about it! "

Han Zhan's voice suddenly interposed, "what are you doing?" Han Zhan's eyes are like ice cones, which hurt everywhere on Friday.

Song porcelain looked up in surprise and saw Han Zhan standing on the last step of the stairs, staring at her and Friday.

Song porcelain said, "what are you doing down here! If you feel sick, lie down for a while

Han Zhan slowly walks over to see song porcelain's hands still on Friday's shoulders, maintaining the action of pushing Friday.

While he took song porcelain's hand down, Wensheng taught her: "your hand is stained with vegetable scraps, so pushing others is not polite."

Han Zhan took song porcelain's hand and said to Friday, "Song porcelain is not sensible and has delayed your old man's rest time. Uncle, go to sleep quickly."

It's not a very old Friday. It's a bit sour to hear this. He whispered, "I'm only fifty-two years old. I'm young."

Han Zhan didn't speak, just looked at Friday with a gentle expression.

On Friday, a village doctor, where did he see such a powerful man as Han Zhan. He looked at Song porcelain with great interest and said with a smile, "well, my old man will go to sleep. Miss Song, when the porridge is cooked, remember to wash the pot for me."

"Good uncle Zhou."

Seeing that she went upstairs to bed on Friday, Han Zhan led song porcelain into the kitchen and washed her hand under the water dragon.

Song porcelain laughingly looked at Han Zhan's side face and said, "my grandson is about to be born. You are jealous and you can also divide the objects."

Han Zhan: "you are so good-looking. From a bad old man in his sixties to a dragon in his teens, there are many people who care about you."

His daughter-in-law is too beautiful, and he has too many enemies in love, so he should be on guard at all times. "I'm not on guard. What if you run away?"

Thinking of what Song Ci said before the mission, Han Zhan said sourly, "young wolf dogs are as good as little ones, and old ones are also wonderful.". If I don't pay attention, you will run into the arms of other wolves, and I will really become a lone wolf. "

The lone wolf in Northwest China is going to be a lone wolf.Song porcelain was amused by Han Zhan, "Why are you so coquettish?"

Han Zhan asked her, "do you like mingsao?"

Song porcelain stopped this topic and didn't want to continue to talk about this boring content with song porcelain. "I came down to see what you were doing."

Han Zhan hugged song porcelain's waist from behind and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. As soon as you are not in my sight, I always miss you."

where to learn the local love words? Song porcelain was embarrassed.

Han Zhan chuckled, "do not need to learn, what I said is true." Love talk is a little local, but Miss Song porcelain this mind, is true.

Song porcelain made some appetizers for Han Zhan while cooking porridge, which were all the ingredients from the kitchen on Friday morning.

When song porcelain cooks, Han Zhan holds her all the time. She is greasy and crooked.

After eating some porridge, Han Zhan felt better.

After the examination, the dormitory building is basically empty. At present, there are only Songci sisters and Friday. Now there are more Han Zhan.

After dinner, song porcelain locked the door of the dormitory and went back to the room with Han Zhan.

Han Zhan is still powerless, so he lies in bed and touches his stomach. His stomach is warm after eating porridge. Feeling, Han Zhan suddenly thought of what happened this afternoon.

He was a little distracted.

Song porcelain washed and lying down beside him. Seeing Han Zhan in a daze, song porcelain asked him, "brother Han, what do you want?"

Han Zhan didn't agree.

Song porcelain finger poked Han Zhan's face, "Han Zhan, come back to life!"

Han Zhan finally recovered.

Holding song porcelain's mischievous hand, he heard song porcelain ask him, "what did you do today?"

"Mr. Mo took me around, showed me the fields of medicine, and asked me whether I had any plans to open a pharmaceutical company. If so, he probably wanted to sell me some prescriptions."

All want to sell prescriptions for money. Is the Mo family short of money?

Song porcelain guessed Han Zhan's mind. She said: "since the influx of Western medicine into China, Chinese medicine has not made as much money as it did in ancient times. The Mo family is not really a noble generation. They also pursue fame and wealth. It is also normal to have a clear understanding of the situation and to seek money. "

"Well."

"By the way, he also took me to Shensi building to publicize with me how powerful their mo Laozu was and how his position in the field of traditional Chinese medicine was..."

Han Zhan snorted coldly, "it's really powerful. It's a great scum man." Cinderella is better than Chen Shimei.

After thinking about it, Han Zhan said, "today, I saw the daily arrow." When he arrived at the Mo nationality yesterday, it was almost dark. When Han Zhan passed Shensi building, he did not pay attention to the daily arrows.

After seeing the daily arrow today, Han Zhan always felt a little uncomfortable. He said: "that bow and arrow has some evil nature. I feel very sad when I touch it today. Now I feel heartache when I think of it."

Song porcelain said, maybe you are hesitant

"Maybe."

Han Zhan didn't think about it any more and went to sleep with song porcelain in his arms. The next day, song porcelain continues to go to the pharmacy. Song Fei pretends to enjoy the scenery, and by the way, he places the monitor in every secret corner.

Han Zhan, however, was always restless. As soon as song porcelain left, he came to Shensi building alone. When he got there, he was surprised where he saw Friday.

On Friday, he took the initiative to say hello to Han Zhan, "Mr. Han, what a coincidence."

Han Zhan walked slowly towards Friday and found that he was also looking at the daily arrow on Friday. Han Zhan went to Friday and said, "what does Mr. Friday think of this bow and arrow?"

"It's the most loyal weapon in the world," said Friday

Han Zhan knew from the description of song porcelain that they knew each other. Han Zhan asked Friday, "Mr. Zhou, what kind of person is Nangong Xian?"

Friday: "the ancestor of six hundred years ago, where do I know?"

Shrugging on Friday, he went to the stage and squatted under the sun arrow.

He stared at the three words Nangong Xian for a moment, then said: "to say this Nangong fairy, it is really a strange woman. She was born very petite, at that time, many people asserted that Nangong fairy was not big. Mr. Nangong is a military officer. He doesn't believe the fortune teller's words. When he is free, he accompanies his daughter to practice martial arts, and wants to give her a healthy and strong body. "

"With the good intentions of Mr. Nangong, general Nangong Xian has really grown up and is still very strong. Since he was a child, he practiced martial arts with his father and studied military books. General Nangong Xian is very eager to gallop on the battlefield and fight against the enemy to defend the country. "

"It's said that when Nanxiang's daughter was always dressed up, he didn't know that he was a fake man."

"When general nangongxian was 14 years old, the new prince moved into the East Palace, and the imperial court began to choose a concubine for the prince. In that year, all unmarried girls aged 14 or above will take part in the draft

"It is said that although the general was dressed as a man, he was very beautiful. At that time, the crown prince fell in love with Nangong Xian. However, the Nangong fairy did not like the prince. The battlefield she longed for was not willing to be locked up in the east palace to be a canary, so she turned down the prince. ""At that time, the world was the son of heaven, and so were all the beauties. Nanxiang Xian dares to refuse the prince, but he will lose his head. But the crown prince is a Ming Lord. After learning about Nangong Xian's ambition, he had a fight with Nangong Xian. Finally, Nangong Xian won, and the prince let go and let Nangong Xian leave the East Palace and go to the battlefield. "

"General nangongxian went to the battlefield at the age of 15 and died young at the age of 25. She has been on the battlefield for ten years, and no city has been lost. At that time, Nangong immortal was the God of war! The Luo Dynasty with her is stable. "

On Friday, he turned to Han Zhan with a smile and said, "these are the contents recorded in historical books and are true." Pointing to the bow and arrow on his head on Friday, he told Han Zhan: "it is said that this daily arrow is the weapon that the prince gave to Nangong Xian."

Han Zhan listened attentively and found that he didn't speak on Friday. Han Zhan couldn't help asking, "is that all?"

"That's all I know. After all, after six hundred years, whether it is Nangong Xian, the God of war, Mo Liansheng, or Dugu Jie, is just a pile of loess under the ground... "

it's sad to say that.

Six hundred years ago, Nangong Xian, Dugu Jie and Mo Liansheng were the rulers of that time. But no matter how fierce a person is, there is only a pile of loess left after his death.

On Friday, he stood up and patted his buttocks and asked Han Zhan, "Mr. Han is very interested in daily arrows? Don't you want to move home and collect it? "

However, I can't bring home the wealth of Han's family

"We can't take it home," he said with a smile on Friday

Smell speech, Han Zhan feels strange, "what meaning?"

Pointing to the sun arrow on Friday, he said, "no one can take the arrow. After Nangong Xian died, the arrow closed his mind."

"No one in the Mo family could take the bow and arrow at that time, so they had to bring the shelf where the bow and arrow were placed together."

Han Zhan said, "how can it be? How heavy can it be with only a bow and arrow? "

"Don't believe it." On Friday, seeing that Han Zhan didn't believe in evil, he rolled his sleeve to his arm, then squatted down and lifted it forcefully after holding the daily arrow with both hands.

Every day the arrow is still!

I tried several times around, but I still didn't succeed.

He held back his strength until he blushed.

On Friday, he stood up, shook his numb hand and said, "it's really heavy."

Han Zhan didn't look like he was acting on Friday, so he doubted about it.

Is this bow and arrow really that heavy? He said, "come on, I'll try."

Friday: "you try, you try, you will look good in the future, the arrow day by day will be different to you?"

Han Zhan disliked the suit and coat on his body, so he took off his coat and handed it to Friday, "please take down my clothes for me, Mr. Zhou."

On Friday, he was holding Han Zhan's suit and coat to watch Han Zhan's embarrassment.

Han Zhan also squatted down and riveted his strength. After holding the daily arrow in both hands, he lifted it vigorously!

Pa -

Han Zhan suddenly fell backward and fell on the high platform!

When he fell down, he held the sun arrow high in his hands!

At the moment on Friday, he could not help laughing at Han Zhan's embarrassment. He was surprised to see the daily arrow in Han Zhan's hand.

He tried his best to shake the daily arrow, but at the moment, it was held in the palm of Han Zhan's hand, as if it had not much weight!

Han Zhan stood up. He cushioned the bow and arrow in his hand and said, "it must be 140 pounds." A soldier who can pull a 120 pound bow and arrow is a fine soldier.

A soldier who can pull a 140 pound bow and arrow is qualified to accompany the emperor in hunting. Han Zhan has great strength. Holding the bow, he feels a little heavy. "It's heavy, but it's not too heavy to hold."

He naively thought that the bow and arrow was very heavy, and he tried his best to fall back.

I didn't speak on Friday. I just looked at Han Zhan strangely and my fingers trembled. "You..." see Han Zhan put the daily arrow back to its original position on Friday. He took a shallow breath and said, "it's my strength is small."

Han Zhan patted Friday's shoulder and said, "people are old, it's all like this." He is not the same in his prime.

On Friday, he didn't know what he was thinking. When Han Zhan made fun of him, he didn't get angry. He just said: "my herbs haven't been planted yet. I'm busy first. Mr. Han, excuse me."

On Friday, he walked quickly to the cable car parking area behind Shensi building. When he came to the eaves of Shensi building, he couldn't help looking back at Han Zhan.

There is a saying that he did not tell Han Zhan on Friday. It is said that after the spirit consciousness of the arrow is closed, the master cannot shake it.

There are only two masters of daily arrow in this life. Its real master is Dugu Jie, the Taiping emperor of the Luo Dynasty!

In those years, Dugu Jie presented the day by day arrow to Nangong fairy, and then he recognized her as the master after years of fighting with Nangong Xian.Of course, these are just legends. After all, whether the sun chasing arrow has spiritual consciousness is a mystery in itself. Shaking his head on Friday, the secret road is his own wishful thinking.

Maybe, he and the Mo family are weak, so they can't move the daily arrow which weighs more than 100 Jin.

I went to the medicine field to plant medicine on Friday and met Song Fei on the way.

"Song..." noticed that Mo Fengying was standing not far behind Song Fei on Friday. She changed her words and said, "Song porcelain girl, what are you going to do?"

Song Fei holds a basin of cherries in his hand, which is brought by Han Zhan. "I'll send some cherries to Madame Mo," she said

On Friday, he quickly walked over and grabbed a handful of cherries from the basin, and then he left with a guilty conscience.

Song Fei didn't care about Friday. She went to Mo Fengying with a fruit tray and asked her, "where's your mother?"

Mo Fengying said: "my mother is not feeling well. She is resting."

"What's wrong with Mrs. Mo?"

Mo Fengying shakes his head, "say is giddy."

Song Fei has put the antidote reagent of the virus in Mrs. Mo's daily tea. Obviously, Mrs. Mo's headache has nothing to do with the virus.

"Can I go and see her?" Song Fei imitated song porcelain's smile and said to Mo Fengying, "this cherry is brought by Han Zhan. You should eat it as soon as possible. If you put it back, it will go bad."

Cherries are rare in this season, so they are rare. Mo Fengying looked back at her mother's bedroom upstairs, thought about it and said, "I'll call my mother to ask."

Mo Fengying made a phone call to her mother in front of Song Fei. After getting the affirmative answer from Mo Fengying, Mo Fengying took Song Fei to Mrs. Mo's bedroom.

Mrs. Mo was lying in bed, mentally ill, pale, and indeed sick.

Seeing Song Fei coming, Mrs. Mo slowly sits up and talks to Song Fei against the head of the bed.

"It's not easy to get such fresh cherries this season." Mrs. Mo tasted some cherries and noticed that Mo Fengying was still guarding her room. She grabbed a handful of cherries to Mo Fengying, "Fengying, I'll talk to song porcelain. Don't you want to learn from your grandfather this afternoon, so go quickly and don't delay the business. "

Mo Fengying see Mrs. Mo spirit better, just holding cherry turned away.

Song Fei stands by the window and looks downstairs. Seeing Mo Fengying riding her bicycle to Mo Zhangkuang's home, she turns to look at Mrs. mo.

Mo Yang put down the cherry in his hand, and his face was sad.

"Mrs. Mo, you look very unhappy. Are you hiding something in your heart?" In fact, Song Fei knows exactly what is bothering Mo Yang.

Mrs. Mo felt a picture from under her pillow.

Song Fei glanced at the photo in her hand and saw a handsome young man.

Madame Mo murmured: "this is my eldest son..."

Song Fei nodded.

Mrs. Mo said sadly: "when I was still in confinement, I was forcibly brought back to the Mo nationality by Mo Xinxin. I don't even know what the child looks like..." she stroked the child's face in the photo across the cold plastic, and she was looking forward to meeting the child.

"You see, is he handsome?" Mo Yang hands the photo to Song Fei.

Song Fei took the photo and looked at it carefully. It was a young man in a jeans shirt. He was slender, beautiful and handsome. He was a school grass grade boy.

"That's good." Song Fei returned the photo to Mo Yang. She asked, "how old is the child?"

Mo Yang wiped his tears and said, "I'm 22 years old. I heard that he was very talented in painting. He opened an exhibition when he was young..."

"I really want to see him." Mo Yang himself is a painting enthusiast. Knowing that his eldest son likes painting as much as he does, Mo Yang misses his eldest son even more.

Song Fei knows that Mo Yang can't go out of Mo nationality. Mo Xin dotes on her and loves her, but he won't let her out of the family.

He wants to raise Mo Yang in captivity and be his only canary.

Song Fei deliberately stimulates Mo Yang: "you can go out and have a look at him. It has been so many years. The master of Mo's family should not be so fussy."

Song Fei's words let Mo Yang see hope. "Really?"

Song Fei: "if you don't try, how can you know?"

Mo Yang nodded. "You're right. I should talk to him." Over the years, she has been obedient in the Mo people, she has been obedient for 20 years, want to see her son, should, not too much?

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