flstandardbreds Chapter 158 Why does she look so much like the deceased Masayoshi?
Chapter 158 Why does she look so much like the deceased Masayoshi?
Zongzheng Qi's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.
Thinking to himself, "Oh no, the old man did remind me, but Uncle Chen, who's always by his side, has forgotten about it."
Fearing that Song Beiyou might discover something, he quickly stepped in front of Uncle Chen and said, "Let's go."
Song Beiyou nodded, seemingly unaffected, but in reality, he had already memorized Uncle Chen's expression and reaction.
She deliberately took two steps ahead, leaving Zongzheng Qi behind.
Zongzheng Qi watched Song Beiyou's retreating figure, then turned around and subtly gestured to Uncle Chen with his eyes.
Uncle Chen had been with the Zong family for so many years and had seen all sorts of ups and downs, so he understood immediately.
He nodded, giving Zongzheng Qi a reassuring look.
After Zongzheng Qi and Song Beiyou entered the room, Uncle Chen gasped for breath and murmured, "God, save my life!"
Who is this? They look so much like the late Mrs. Ya Hui.
Not daring to linger, they hurriedly caught up with Zongzheng Qi and the others.
Zong Zhengqi had already brought Song Beiyou to Elder Zong's room.
Elder Zong woke up and sat up against the headboard.
He wasn't as excited as he had been the previous two times, after all, Zongzheng Qi had reminded him, but it was still very obvious that he was restraining himself.
He cautiously looked Song Beiyou up and down as she entered, and greeted her politely, "Oh, Miss Song, right?"
Song Beiyou smiled and politely nodded to the old man, "Happy New Year, Elder Zong!"
Zongzheng Qi was on edge. Even though he didn't know why Song Beiyou looked so much like his mother, he felt more nervous than if he were facing any difficult or dangerous mission.
After quietly adjusting her state, she said, "Dad, it was Youyou who took good care of your health."
Today is your follow-up appointment; please have Youyou examine you.
"Okay, okay, Youyou, right?"
"Youyou is a good name. 'Green are your robes, long is my longing.'" Elder Zong was both reserved and excited.
Unsure whether to get out of bed or stay put, I kept lifting the blanket and covering myself with it again.
When things get incredibly awkward, just chuckle to cover it up.
Song Beiyou had seen many interesting old men, but he had never seen one like Elder Zong before. He was quite interesting.
"Just stay as you are and relax." Song Beiyou sat down on the wooden stool next to Elder Zong's bed, her eyes crinkling with a smile, full of patience.
Elder Zong was initially very nervous, but seeing Song Beiyou like this, he completely relaxed.
His eyes, etched with the marks of time, were misty with tears, as if they were about to spill over. "Okay, okay."
The next ten minutes of consultation and examination went smoothly without any further issues.
A question and an answer, a pulse diagnosis.
Finally, Song Beiyou asked Zong Zhengqi to find her a notebook and a fountain pen.
She wrote a long and detailed prescription for traditional Chinese medicine on it, giving instructions word by word as she wrote.
"Boil three bowls of water with Chinese medicine until only eight-tenths remain. Take it once in the morning and once in the evening on an empty stomach. Try this for a week first, and then adjust it according to your physical condition."
After writing the prescription, he handed it to Uncle Chen.
Uncle Chen cautiously accepted it, saying, "I'll go to the pharmacy to get the medicine right away."
As soon as Uncle Chen left, Elder Zong took out a large red envelope from somewhere and handed it to Song Beiyou, who was tidying up silver needles, with a kind expression.
"Miss Song, it's the New Year, and I feel really bad that you've made so many trips to me."
This is a New Year's red envelope I've prepared for you. Wishing you happiness and good health.
Simple and unpretentious blessings are indeed the most touching.
Song Beiyou paused in tidying up the silver needles, her gaze drifting to the red envelope in Elder Zong's hand.
Instantly, the little money-grubber's eyes lit up.
This red envelope is beyond just being described as big.
It is incredibly thick both horizontally and vertically.
It looked exactly like a bright red, cheerful drill bit, which made Song Beiyou quite fascinated.
But we're not familiar with each other, so it wouldn't be right to take it.
She pursed her lips and looked at Zongzheng Qi for help.
With her innocent and pure eyes, Zongzheng Qi felt for a moment that he wanted to give her all his wealth.
Considering the unknown circumstances, she covered it up with laughter, saying, "Take it, it's not good luck not to take a red envelope from an elder."
"Really?" Song Beiyou asked, still somewhat skeptical.
Zongzhengqi nodded firmly.
Elder Zong coughed lightly, “Aqi is right, we must accept the red envelopes given by our elders during the New Year.”
Especially today, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, is the day to welcome the God of Wealth; receiving this will bring great fortune.
Song Beiyou's clear eyes lit up even more upon hearing this.
She loved this custom.
He politely accepted the red envelope from Grandpa Zong with both hands, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa. I also wish you happiness and good health."
Old Master Zong smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.
When I'm in a good mood, I feel much more refreshed.
Song Beiyou didn't stay long, telling Elder Zong to rest, and then followed Zong Zhengqi out of the room.
The moment I stepped outside, I noticed a thin layer of snow had appeared.
"Ah, it's snowing." Song Beiyou reached out and caught a falling snowflake.
Gently crush it with your fingertips.
Zongzheng Qi: "Are you cold? Shall I have someone get you some more clothes?"
The biting cold air that hit him brought Song Beiyou back to his senses. "It's not cold."
On the contrary, my mind became much more agile.
Using the excuse of going on a date with her boyfriend, she disappeared into the deeply prestigious Zong family mansion in no time.
...
Ultimately, Song Beiyou didn't go on a date with her boyfriend right away, but instead went to the Jia family's house instead.
When they arrived, Jia Buxiu had just woken up and was sitting on the sofa in the room with messy hair, staring blankly at Song Beiyou.
"No, ma'am, why do you have time to come see me in broad daylight?"
Song Beiyou replied without batting an eye, "I have to spend the night with my boyfriend, so I can only try to come see you during the day."
"Tsk!" Jia Buxiu complained disdainfully, "I was really too talkative. Damn it, I just woke up and got fed a mouthful of dog food."
He casually ran his fingers through his hair, his puffy eyes widening slightly. "No, best friend, sister, brother, why does your way of speaking change after you start dating?"
He seemed less aloof than before, and more down-to-earth.
"Really?" Song Beiyou could sit very casually at the Jia family's house. He picked up an orange-flavored gummy candy from the coffee table and put it in his mouth.
A sour smell hit him instantly, and Song Beiyou couldn't help but frown.
Jia Buxiu glanced at her, clearly not quite believing her.
However, she didn't dwell on it too much and got down to business, asking, "Did you need to talk to me about something important?"
The candy in Song Beiyou's mouth was too sour, so he took a tissue, spat it out, and threw it into the trash can next to him.
Then, he took a small sealed bag out of the furry pocket of his clothes and placed it on the table, saying, "Help me do a paternity test."
Remember, don't do it in the capital.