Song Fuxin immediately became excited. He looked back at Song Tuanyuan: "Mom, Mr. Ji invites me to come over now, can I come over?"
Song Tuanyuan spread her hands helplessly. People had parked their cars specially for Dashan to come and invite her, so naturally she couldn't stop them.
Song Fujin quickly tidied his clothes, took the paper, pen and the topic he had just written, raised the curtain and got out of the car.
After Song Fujin got off the bus, the carriage started quickly. Song Fujin did not come back until he arrived at the inn in the evening.
When they arrived at the inn, Song Tuanyuan could only cook for Ji Changan.
There was fish in the inn, so Song Tuanyuan made fish soup for Ji Changan and brought it in.
In the room, Ji Changan and Song Fuxin were talking about something.
Ji Changan stood at the window and talked loudly. He was wearing plain clothes and long hair. The setting sun shone on his face. The sunlight filtered through the ends of his hair, as if hanging on the shiny satin. His face was fair and beautiful, and his collarbone was like a butterfly wing.
, slightly raised as he raised his hand, fluttering his wings to fly.
Outside the window, snowflakes suddenly fell from the roof, and they were all white, just like the color of a man's clothes.
Song Fujin sat at the table, looking up at Ji Changan with admiration on his face, staring at him without blinking, his eyes shining.
Song Tuanyuan came in with fish soup. She was slightly stunned when she saw this situation, but she quickly recovered from the confusion caused by the man. She put the fish soup on the table, walked to Ji Changan, and crossed over.
, closed the window, and couldn't help but nagging: "You are wearing so little and still opening the window, do you want to catch the cold and get sick?"
While closing the window, Song Tuanyuan glanced at Ji Changan. This man was so excited that he didn't mind the cold even though he was dressed like this?
Ji Changan spread his hands helplessly towards Song Fuxin: "I'm going to have a meal, let's talk later!"
Song Fuxin stood up with some regret and bowed to Ji Chang'an: "Sorry for bothering Mr. Ji. I really benefited a lot from chatting with Mr. Ji today!"
Ji Changan waved his hand lightly.
Song Fuxin glanced at Song Tuanyuan, said hello, and then left.
Ji Changan glanced at the fish soup, stepped forward with a smile, and took a sip to moisten his throat.
Song Tuanyuan took out the garlic, wild rice and scallion pancakes from the lunch box.
"Time is too tight, I can only make these. If you want to eat well, I will cook it for you when I get to Taiping City!" Song Tuanyuan said.
"Okay, it just so happens that I want to live in Taiping City for a while!" Ji Changan responded while drinking fish soup with satisfaction.
Song Tuanyuan was startled. She just said some polite words, but did this man take it seriously? Did he really want to live in Taiping City?
"Didn't you go to Tiancheng?" Song Tuanyuan asked, "You won't go back after the New Year?"
"Business, do it wherever you make money!" Ji Changan said.
Song Tuanyuan thought about it and realized that this was also the case.
The next day, Song Fujin continued to stay in Ji Changan's carriage. The two people who had never spoken to each other before seemed to have become close friends in one day, and they had endless topics to talk about.
The next day in the evening, the group arrived at Taiping City.
Song Tuanyuan wanted to take the children to the city first to wish Mrs. Zhang in her old age, and then send Song Fujin and Song Fujian to the academy.
Ji Changan sent the group to the gate of the city.
After getting off the carriage, Song Tuanyuan said to Ji Changan: "Your cloak, fabrics and jewelry are all on the carriage behind, but I will keep the set of knives and rattles!"
Ji Changan said calmly: "If you want to send them back, then send them all back. What's going on with some of them?"
Song reunited and had nothing to say.
She asked Song Xiaoxiao to keep the rattle, and the set of surgical knives was so useful that she was reluctant to return it to Ji Changan.
Ji Changan glanced at the carriage behind him, "I'll have someone go to Tian'an Pavilion to pick up the carriage tomorrow!"
After Ji Changan finished speaking, he took the people away and left the carriage behind.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned, it seemed that this thing was not going back!
Song Tuanyuan took her three children into the back office and saw that everyone in the office looked nervous.
"Doctor Song, you are back. If you don't come back, my wife will send someone to your hometown to pick you up!" The old lady beside Mrs. Chengfu stepped forward and said quickly.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Young master, he seems a little uncomfortable. Please follow me and let's talk while walking!" the woman said.
Seeing this scene, Song Tuanyuan was afraid that Mrs. Chengfu would not have time to let the children pay New Year greetings, so she asked Song Daji and the two children to go to the backyard to rest first.
Song Tuanyuan followed her mother-in-law to the middle courtyard.
It was getting dark now, and there were people walking around at the door of Madam's bedroom, and everyone looked solemn.
The mother-in-law said in a low voice: "Since New Year's Eve, there has been something wrong with the young master. He started to cry loudly at night, he was not energetic during the day, and he couldn't feed well. Even shopkeeper Tan from Yuyaofang
, Director Zhou from Tian’an Pavilion came to take a look, but couldn’t find any problems.”
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment. Even these two people couldn't see the problem...
Song Tuanyuan went in, and Mrs. Chengfu's eyes turned red when she saw her. She pulled Song Tuanyuan and hurried forward, "Look at Xiaolang, what's going on?"
Mrs. Chengfu was so anxious that her hands were trembling.
She finally had a son, if there were any shortcomings...
Song Tuanyuan carefully inspected the child's body and eyes, and found nothing wrong with it. Based on the child's performance, Song Tuanyuan thought of a possibility.
"Where have you been, young master?" Song Tuanyuan asked.
"I haven't gone anywhere..." Mrs. Chengfu pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered, "I've been to the ancestral hall!"
Song Tuanyuan said helplessly: "The ancestral hall has a strong negative atmosphere, and children cannot bear it!"
Mrs. Chengfu was extremely upset.
Mr. Chengfu finally had a son, and he was so happy that when he held a memorial ceremony for his ancestors on New Year’s Eve, he made sure Mrs. Chengfu carried him. However, when he came back to have a baby that night, he started crying. He has been crying for four or five days now.
Can't help but feel energetic.
Mrs. Chengfu asked: "What can we do?"
Although Song Tuanyuan is a college student studying medicine, there are some things in this world that we cannot but believe, especially those that are more likely to happen to children.
"Actually, this is easy, just buy some burning paper ingots, lead them out from home and send them to the road!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Mrs. Chengfu nodded quickly and asked people to prepare.
"It's best to let Mr. Zhang burn the paper. He is an official and a member of the Zhang family, so there will be no conflict!" Song Tuanyuan said again.
Mrs. Chengfu responded quickly.
Mrs. Chengfu immediately went to see Mr. Chengfu personally to handle the matter.
At this moment, Mr. Zhang was talking to Shopkeeper Tan from the Royal Pharmacy in front of him.
"Don't worry, Doctor Liu will be able to arrive at Taiping City tomorrow!" Shopkeeper Tan said, "Master Zhang, our Master Yu has sent his first disciple here, so you have to think about it carefully!"