The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Although Song Yiyan doesn't know if Song Hua is the real Song Yan.

But as soon as she saw Song Hua, her heart was filled with a sense of crisis.

In addition, there is indeed a scar on Song Hua's arm.

It made Song Yiyan hate Song Hua even more.

so.

Never let Mrs. Song see Song Hua, let alone let Mrs. Song know her.

Mrs. Song is different from Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei flickered and passed by.

But Mrs. Song can't.

Mrs. Song is definitely not that easy to fool.

Seeing Song Yiyan suddenly appearing in front of her, Mrs. Song frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and pushed her away, "You're blocking me."

Song Yiyan's face darkened.

She knew it.

No matter what she does, Mrs. Song will not recognize her.

Like now.

With some filial piety, she wanted Mrs. Song to eat a hot hibiscus cake.

But what about Mrs. Song?

But just pushed her away.

Is this what a grandma should do?

Song Baoyi lowered her eyes.

His eyes were full of disappointment.

Mrs. Song looked back at the crowd.

But the girl just now was nowhere to be seen.

The old lady Song frowned slightly, looking at Song Yiyan's eyes with a little more disgust.

"Grandma, hibiscus cake." Song Yiyan then handed the hibiscus cake to Mrs. Song.

"I don't eat it." Mrs. Song refused directly.

Song Yiyan endured the grievance in her heart, her eyes were slightly red, "Grandma, didn't you like to eat hibiscus cake the most?"

"I don't like to eat it now." Mrs. Song said.

Where is now do not like to eat.

Song Yiyan knew very well that it wasn't that Mrs. Song didn't like eating hibiscus cakes now, but that she didn't like her.

Madam Song frowned slightly when she saw Song Yiyan's dying look.

Song Yiyan does this every time.

Before she said anything, Song Yiyan's eyes started to turn red.

That look of being wronged, just like how vicious her grandma is.

This is also one of the reasons why Mrs. Song doesn't like Song Yiyan.

At this moment, Zheng Mei trotted over.

"Yiyan! Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time!"

Seeing Zheng Mei, Song Yiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was very scared.

fine.

Fortunately, Zheng Mei was not with Mrs. Song just now.

If Zheng Mei saw Song Hua, she would definitely take the initiative to say hello. At that time, Mrs. Song would definitely be suspicious of Song Hua's identity.

no.

Can't stay here any longer.

What if I meet Song Hua in a while?

Song Yiyan smiled and said, "There was a little kid who couldn't find his family just now. I led him to find his parents."

Hearing that it was a child who could not find her family, Zheng Mei was a little anxious. After all, she was also the one who lost her daughter. Zheng Mei immediately asked, "Did you find it later?"

"I found it." Song Yiyan nodded.

Hearing this, Zheng Mei breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Song Yiyan continued: "Mom, Xiaonan Street is almost done. Let's accompany grandma to Juxianlou to listen to cross talk?"

"Okay." Zheng Mei nodded.

Mrs. Song glanced at Zheng Mei, "I'll go alone to listen to the cross talk, don't follow you two."

Out of sight out of mind.

Mrs. Song likes to listen to cross talk, but she doesn't want Song Yiyan to affect her mood.

Zheng Mei said worriedly, "Can you do it alone?"

"I didn't break my leg or hand, why can't I?" Mrs. Song asked rhetorically.

Zheng Mei continued: "Then be careful by yourself and call if you have anything."

Mrs. Song nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of Mrs. Song, Song Yiyan said with red eyes, "Mom, I'm sorry"

Zheng Mei looked at Song Yiyan, "You're a good kid, why are you sorry?"

"It's all because of me that grandma has a bad attitude towards you, maybe" Song Yiyan almost lost her voice when she said this, and the tears of grievance were like beads with a broken thread.

Zheng Mei knew that Song Yiyan was wronged and hugged her in his arms.

"Good boy, this matter has nothing to do with you. Your grandma has that temper."

Song Yiyan continued, "If you didn't adopt me at the time, maybe grandma wouldn't hate you so much."

Song Yiyan teased and talked, and her words not only portrayed Mrs. Song as a vicious grandmother, but also portrayed Mrs. Song as a vicious mother-in-law.

"Actually, your grandma is not a bad person, she just wants to find Yanyan too much."

Song Yiyan's eyes flashed a shimmer when she heard the words "Yanyan".

As long as Song Yan is there.

The Song family would never take her as their own daughter.

Having said this, Zheng Mei sighed, "Yiyan, Mom knows that you have been wronged these days. Don't worry, you will always be the best daughter in Mom's heart."

She can't change Mrs. Song's mind, but she can change herself.

As a mother, she has lost a daughter, so she will not break the heart of another daughter.

"Thank you mom." Song Yiyan hugged Zheng Mei tightly.

As everyone knows.

From the angle that Zheng Mei can't see, Song Yiyan's eyes are full of vicious light.

After a while, Zheng Mei let go of Song Yiyan and comforted her in a low voice, "Be good, stop crying, let's go home."

"Yeah." Song Yiyan's mouth raised a strong smile, "Mom, don't worry, no matter what grandma treats me, I won't blame her, she will always be an elder, and my dearest grandma."

Seeing Song Yiyan, Zheng Mei felt extremely relieved.

This daughter is not raised in vain.

I hope that Mrs. Song can find out Song Yiyan's goodness soon.

It has been a long time since Song Hua went shopping so happily.

Especially this kind of quaint street.

The autumn wind blew, and the yellowish leaves fluttered and fell on both sides of the street, forming a soft carpet under the feet.

Song Hua reached out and took a few fallen leaves, her white fingertips against the yellow ginkgo leaves, making her look even whiter.

Yu Tingzhi just followed behind her.

Not far or near.

After a while, he quickened his pace and stood side by side with Song Hua, "There is an antique street ahead, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly, and then asked, "Are you familiar with the capital?"

Song Hua also came to the capital in her previous life.

However, she came and went a few times in a hurry and didn't go anywhere except the laboratory.

To her, the capital was not very impressive, it was just the name of a city.

Yu Tingzhi said: "I grew up here before I was three years old."

"So that's the case," Song Hua nodded slightly, and continued, "What specialties does the capital have?"

"Yes," Yu Tingzhi thought for a while, "Beijing's bean juice and rock candied haws are more famous."

Having said that, Yu Tingzhi seemed to have thought of something, and then said, "Wait a minute."

"it is good."

Yu Tingzhi turned around and left.

Song Hua stood there and waited for him.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Song Hua was a little bored, so she picked up a branch and bent over to write and draw on the ground.

Just then, a basketball flew over from not far away.

Landed quickly.

On the side, the young boys who were shooting were dumbfounded.

How to do?

Going to hit someone!

"Be careful!"

Just when the basketball was about to hit her head, the girl got up and caught the basketball with her hand.

high speed.

Also cool.

She hadn't touched basketball for a long time.

Now holding a basketball, I just feel that those green years of the past are back.

She turned her left hand slightly.

I saw that the basketball seemed to have life in her hands, spinning constantly on her fingertips.

"Sister, I'm so sorry," a boy who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen came running towards him, "We didn't hit you just now, did we?"

"Little girl," Song Hua looked at him and chuckled, "You call me sister?"

The boy looked at Song Hua.

stunned.

The girl in front of her has a ball-shaped head with jade-like features, wearing a loose knitted sweater, a pair of black boots on her feet, and a pair of watery peach blossom eyes. characters in general.

At most sixteen years old.

What is the name of a sixteen-year-old if you don't call your sister?

He is eighteen years old this year.

Song Hua pursed her lips lightly, walked to the place 20 meters away from the basketball hoop and stopped yesterday, then looked back slightly, her red lips lightly opened, "Little boy, this is how you shoot basketball."

After she finished speaking, she threw it lightly.

Snapped.

Basketball in the center of the hoop.

very nice shot

The boy looked surprised at Song Hua's actions, but he was even more surprised now.

Others were also stunned.

Who would have thought that a little girl would throw the basketball into the frame with a random throw.

sharp.

It's amazing.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Song Hua clapped her hands, returned to her original place, and continued to wait for others.

"Aww."

At this moment, a low male voice sounded in the air.

Song Hua looked back slightly.

I saw a man walking towards this side with a candied haws in his hand.

Yu Tingzhi was dressed in black wind, the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, and a powerful momentum erupted around him.

Thin lips pursed slightly, a little too cold.

After a while, he walked to Song Hua and handed Song Hua the candied haws in his hand.

"The unique ice-sugar gourd in Beijing, the craftsmanship is different from other places, you can try it."

Song Hua took it with her hand, the corner of her mouth was shallow, "Did you just buy this?"

"En." Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly.

Song Hua took a bite of the candied haws.

Been to nuclear.

One bite is very satisfying, with moderate sweetness and sourness, and it also has a unique fragrance, which is really different from the rock candy haws that I usually eat.

"How is it?" Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly.

"Very good." Song Hua nodded and ate three in one go.

After a while, she handed the candied haws to Yu Tingzhi, "Do you want to try one too?"

Looking at the Bingtang Gourd handed to his mouth, Yu Tingzhi was stunned, and a light red layer appeared at the base of his ears.

Men and women are different.

The two of them are eating a bunch of candied haws together, isn't it wrong?

But looking at Song Hua, he couldn't say anything to refuse.

After a while, Yu Tingzhi bit into a candied haws.

The sweet and sour taste instantly spread on the tip of the tongue.

He never knew that rock candied haws could be so delicious.

Simply delicious.

"Is it delicious?" Song Hua looked at him and asked.

"Very sweet." Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly.

Song Hua continued: "By the way, how about bean juice? Is it delicious?"

"The taste is a little strange, and foreigners may not be used to it." Yu Tingzhi said.

Having said that, Song Hua was very curious, "How strange."

Even if the taste of food is strange, where can it be strange?

Yu Tingzhi said: "Well, it's probably the smell of rancidity."

"Let's try it?" Song Hua suggested.

Yu Tingzhi looked at Song Hua, "Are you sure?"

"Well." Song Hua was eager to try.

"Okay," Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "there is a very authentic Beijing bean juice over there, let's go and have a look?"

Song Hua followed in Yu Tingzhi's footsteps.

This is an old Beijing brand.

So even if it's not meal time now, the store is still full of tables.

The two waited in line for a few minutes before there was an empty seat.

Song Hua ordered a bowl of bean juice, then looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Do you want it?"

"I want a bowl." Yu Tingzhi continued, "Another hibiscus cake and donkey roll."

The waiter took notes.

"Hibiscus cake and donkey rolling are also specialties of the capital?" Song Hua asked.

"Um."

Soon, the soy sauce was served.

Different from the white of soy milk, the color of soy milk is much darker, even a little black, and it smells weird.

Song Hua frowned slightly.

No wonder everyone says soy sauce tastes weird.

It smells so weird.

Try taking a sip.

The smell that hit her forehead almost sent Song Hua away, but she still resisted the nausea and swallowed it all.

"This is so hard to drink!"

There has never been any food that Song Hua found unpalatable.

Soybean juice is the first.

Yu Tingzhi also took a sip of the bean juice in the bowl, "It's really not good."

Song Hua picked up a hibiscus cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sweet hibiscus cake immediately washed away the strange taste in the mouth.

After eating a piece of hibiscus cake, Song Hua picked up the bean juice and drank it.

Before Yu Tingzhi could react, Song Hua put the empty bowl on the table.

"Don't you find it unpleasant?" Yu Tingzhi raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Although it's hard to drink, a porridge and a meal are not easy to come by."

It is shameful to waste food.

Especially those who have experienced hunger, she will know how to cherish food more than anyone else.

Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "That makes sense."

Song Hua pinched another piece of hibiscus cake, "Although the bean juice doesn't taste very good, this hibiscus cake is not bad."

"If you try rolling with a donkey, it should also suit your taste." Yu Tingzhi used his chopsticks to put a donkey and roll around with a donkey.

After Song Hua finished eating the hibiscus cake, she tasted the donkey roll again, "Wow, this is delicious too!"

"Then you eat more, not enough." Yu Tingzhi said.

"it is good."

Wucheng.

Dreamy office.

Rebecca handed Mengkong a document.

"Miss Mengkong, this is all the detailed information about Song Hua in the past 18 years."

Mengkong took the information and looked at it carefully.

Song Hua's life is very simple.

He lived in Jiangcheng before the age of seven.

After the age of seven, Wei Cuihua took him to the countryside.

Since then, he has been living in the countryside.

Mengkong carefully looked at Song Hua's information and raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's all?"

Rebecca nodded, "That's all."

Speaking of which, Rebecca seemed to think of something, "By the way, there is also a video of an interview with Song Hua's hometown neighbors, would you like to watch it?"

"Um."

Rebecca took out her phone and clicked on the video sent at the same time.

A bunch of old people gathered on the screen.

"You ask Hua Hua?"

"That child is very sensible, and everyone in our village likes her."

"It's just that her life is bad, and the wicked parents don't want her, but now it's finally over."

"Hua has been diligent since she was a child, helping her grandma to feed the chickens and ducks."

Feed the chickens, feed the ducks

Hearing this word, Mengkong frowned slightly.

What talent can a person who feeds chickens and ducks have?

Maybe, she was really mistaken.

"Does she know medicine?" Mengkong then asked.

Rebecca nodded, "I heard from the old man in their village that Song Hua had a teacher before, but."

"Go on." Meng Kong said.

"But her teacher is a veterinarian."

veterinary?

Mengkong frowned slightly.

It seems that there is another way for the soothing pill.

Can a veterinarian's apprentice make soothing pills?

Totally impossible!

Dangdang-

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Rebecca said.

A young woman came in from the door.

"Miss Mengkong, Yaowang has sent someone over to get the soothing pills again."

This is the third time Yaowangfang has come to the door.

It is clear.

The sincerity of the other party is very sufficient.

Mengkong never embarrassed sincere people.

Since they visited the cottage three times, she condescended to participate.

Mengkong looked at Rebecca.

Rebecca immediately understood what Mengkong meant, looked at the young woman, and said, "Let him wait for half an hour."

"Okay." The young woman nodded, "Miss Mengkong, then I'll go out first."

"You go." Rebecca said.

After the young woman left, Mengkong continued: "The soothing pill is in the laboratory's safe, the password is 562377."

"Good Miss Dream Sky."

As soon as the sponsor of Medicine King got the soothing pill, they announced the good news to the entire Chinese medicine community.

Soothing pills reproduce China.

The new King of Medicine must be Miss Mengkong!

Immediately.

The Chinese medicine world is boiling.

【Miss Mengkong YYDS! 】

【Ah, ah, the part I look forward to the most! 】

[Hahaha, isn't a certain genius doctor claiming to be number one? Even her direct disciples can't make soothing pills, but now Miss Mengkong has made them. Who's ashamed of that? 】

[Who still remembers the name of the direct disciple of a certain genius doctor? 】

【Laugh to death! That one seems to be called Mo Changchen? 】

【What a shame! 】

[I have to say, Miss Mengkong is really amazing, and Fan Er! He is also very beautiful. I have seen it once before, and he is like a nobleman who came out of Western oil painting! 】

[Ms. Mengkong is really amazing, soothing pills have been developed, so will beauty pills be far behind? 】

[I remember that the direct disciple of a certain genius doctor also laughed at Miss Mengkong's Jiuqingwan's incompetence, but I didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly. 】

[One thing to say, the genius doctor Su Wen is indeed very powerful, and some people don't need to be black for the sake of black. 】

Ben Jenin also browsed this consultation and liked all the comments that supported Suwen. As for those who deliberately smeared Suwen, he reported them one by one.

No one can slander his goddess.

Later, Ben Jenin turned his attention to that piece of information.

Mengkong developed a soothing pill?

how can that be!

Must be wrong.

Soothing pills can be said to be a medical miracle.

His goddess researched for many years before developing it.

Dreams are so lofty.

Taking traditional Chinese medicine as a stepping stone to his fame, how can such a person develop a soothing pill if he is obsessed with fame and fortune?

Benjenin immediately picked up his keyboard.

[First, our genius doctor is very busy and has no time to laugh at anyone. Second, soothing pills have complex ingredients and will never be easily developed. Third, since Mengkong is so powerful, why do we KY our genius doctor everywhere? Is it bad to be beautiful alone? 】

[Additional: Some people are tricky, I hope the organizer of Medicine King will keep their eyes open. 】

After such remarks came out, those who supported Mengkong immediately jumped and came out to defend Mengkong.

Later, the organizer of Yaowang also posted pictures of soothing pills.

At the same time, the organizer of Medicine King also officially announced the date of the Medicine King competition.

September 18th of the lunar calendar.

At that time, the organizer of Yaowang will identify the real and fake Soothing Pills in front of everyone.

Ben Jenin stared at the picture sent by the organizer of Medicine King.

He frowned slightly.

Judging from the photos, the soothing pills are indeed fine.

Is it

Does Mengkong really have this medical talent?

This is impossible!

Ben Jenin opened WeChat, opened the chat dialog, and carefully edited the information.

【Are you here? 】

[Do you have any problems with this soothing pill [picture jpg]? 】

【Come back soon! 】

【I and the Chinese medicine community need you! 】

【嘤嘤嘤】

After the message was sent, there was no immediate reply, and it was all in vain.

By the time Song Hua saw the message, it was already the second day.

Today is the eighteenth day of the ninth lunar month.

Looking at the photo of the soothing pill, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

This dream is daring enough.

To take other people's things as their own.

Song Hua replied: [The soothing pill is real, no problem. 】

Ben Jenin has been waiting for Song Hua's WeChat.

Hearing the response from WeChat at this time, he was very excited and immediately turned on his mobile phone.

But when he saw the message, his expression immediately went down.

real.

Mengkong's soothing pills are actually real.

【but.】

Song Hua's message came back quickly.

【but what? 】 Benjenin replied immediately.

Song Hua did not directly answer Ben Jenin's question, but replied: [You do as I say. 】

【OK! 】

Song Hua sent another string of texts.

Although I don't know what the goddess means, Ben Jenin is still very serious, [Leave this matter to me, please rest assured! 】

After finishing WeChat with Song Hua, Ben Jenin immediately drove to the scene of Yaowang Race.

The locomotive is about to fly on the road!

at the same time.

The scene of the King of Medicine competition.

Mengkong is still the same as usual, wearing a retro European-style dress, and her golden curly hair has been tied up in half.

At this time, he was sitting in the auditorium.

The host stood on the stage, "After enjoying a beautiful dance, the most exciting moment comes!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience in the audience widened their eyes.

Looking forward to this moment.

Because they know.

Immediately it is the time when the soothing pills are going to meet with you.

At that time, the organizer will identify the authenticity of the soothing pills in front of everyone.

"Aren't there many people who suspect that the Soothing Pills are fake? Just wait, Miss Mengkong will hit them in the face with her strength!"

"I'm already getting excited!"

"I am me too!"

"I see that what a genius doctor asks. It's basically based on marketing. It was hard to reproduce the soothing pills when they were bragging! What about now? It was not developed by Miss Mengkong!"

"I don't like her either. She always looks like an expert in the world. Once she disappears, it will take more than half a year! I think she has long forgotten that she is still a doctor! Not doing a good job!"

Soon, the two hostesses on the stage came out with soothing pills.

The soothing pills come in a small rosewood box.

The host walked over and gently opened the lid, "Come on, cameraman, give me a close-up."

The cameraman cuts the shot right away.

"Fuck! If only I could have a soothing pill!"

"This host is really annoying! Can't you just enter the instrument directly? So much nonsense!"

Mengkong just looked at the stage like this, not nervous at all.

Because she has full confidence.

Soothing pills are real.

Sure enough, when the host pressed the button to start the verification, there was no other response from the instrument.

"Identified as true!"

As soon as the appraisal sounded, there was a thunderous applause in the air.

clap clap--

"Miss Mengkong!"

"The well-deserved king of medicine!"

The host was equally excited, and he could hardly hold the microphone steady, "Now I'm going to invite Miss Kongkong to the stage!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mengkong walked to the stage step by step.

The host handed the microphone to Mengkong and asked with a smile, "How did Miss Mengkong make the soothing pill? Did you encounter any difficulties in the process?"

"There are definitely difficulties, but you can overcome them." Mengkong replied.

This answer is full marks.

Overcome any difficulties.

Hearing this answer, there was another deafening applause from the audience.

crackling.

The host continued: "Thank you Miss Mengkong for your answer, now I will announce"

Right now.

The entrance door was suddenly pushed open.

"Wait a minute," the person walked on the stage step by step, "I have a few questions for Miss Mengkong."

Good morning, little fairies~

see you tomorrow~