After wearing the interstellar, His Majesty is so handsome

Chapter 72 Lana Blue New Product

Song Jinsheng secretly raised his hand, and in an instant his hand was filled with a faint green light, and it quickly swept towards Mrs. Song, flowing over her body at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Mrs. Song froze, feeling that her body was obviously different, but she had never felt this way before, and she didn't know what was wrong with her for a while.

It doesn't seem like the injury is getting worse, because she feels that the pain has eased after flowing through the injured meridian.

Who is helping her, the guy at the party?

But the banquet is over, and the others have returned to their yard.

So who is helping her now?

Mrs. Song couldn't figure it out.

But she would not think of Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui.Because the power in the body is not like spiritual power, it is probably a healing power.

Qinghui is the water system, Jinsheng is even more impossible.

Mrs. Song couldn't help guessing that there was a master hidden in the house.

Song Jinsheng stopped when he felt that Mrs. Song's injuries were almost healed.

Seeing Mrs. Song frowning, Qinghui seemed a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell, why don't you go back and rest first."

Perhaps it was because she had been thinking about the affairs of an expert, Mrs. Song was a little absent-minded. When Song Qinghui asked, Mrs. Song was still wandering.

"Mom!" Song Qinghui called.

Seeing that Qinghui cared about herself, she came to her senses, gently stroked Qinghui's head and comforted her: "Qinghui, Mom is fine, don't worry. By the way, have you already participated in the calligraphy competition?"

"Yes, Jinsheng also participated. We walked together when we came out, and Junying." Song Qinghui said.

Song Qinghui couldn't finish talking about her school with Mrs. Song, she kept talking to Mrs. Song, and occasionally Mrs. Song would ask her a few words.

"Jinsheng, how are you doing at school, is anyone bullying you?"

Originally, Mrs. Song and Song Qinghui had been chatting, and Song Jinsheng had been listening.

I think it's good to listen to them like this, but I didn't expect Mrs. Song to ask herself.

"No, my sister has been protecting me. And Junying, the classmates in the class are also easy to get along with." Song Jinsheng said.

Since she went to school, Mrs. Song has asked her many times how she was at school and how she was doing, as if she was afraid that she would be bullied.

Every time she asked, Song Jinsheng answered patiently.

"That's good. Both of you have participated in the competition. I also want to prepare two gifts." Mrs. Song said, "What do you want?"

"Gift?" Song Qinghui said pleasantly. She originally thought that after her sister participated in the competition this time, her mother would give her the dress that she had agreed upon at the beginning. She didn't expect that she would ask them what gift they wanted, explaining that she also had a share.

"Yes, think about what you want."

"I want a beautiful princess dress!" Song Qinghui said without hesitation.It doesn't matter if it's not Lana Blue.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Jinsheng and said, "Jinsheng, what do you want?"

Mrs. Song also turned her ear and waited quietly for her answer.

"I... can do anything." Song Jinsheng thought for a while and found that he didn't have anything he wanted.Even if there is, the Song family probably won't be able to afford it.

"Don't you want anything in particular? You can buy a skirt or jewelry like your sister. Don't worry, our family has money." Mrs. Song asked again.

"No."

Hearing this, Mrs. Song felt a little sad.

As expected, this child was raised poorly in Blue Star, and she thought that she would be satisfied with food and drink, so she was not interested in those things that could be played with, or she never thought that she would have those things at all. , wearing a monotonous white top and jeans all day long.

Thinking of her indifferent attitude when Jinsheng came back, even though she knew that her indifference was just an escape.

She regretted it, regretted that she hadn't talked to her properly and exchanged feelings.

When she first arrived in the Song residence, she must have been lonely. How could she be so cruel and let her adapt to the new environment in the Song residence alone.

She also complained that she was impolite and didn't get close to her. Thinking about it, she only felt a slight pain in her heart.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help being soft-hearted towards her. She owed her a debt and didn't give her a good childhood. Now she just wants to make up.

"It's okay. Since I can't think of what you want, Mom will buy it for you. You can see if you are satisfied with it. If you are not satisfied, we can look at other things."

"Thank you." Song Jinsheng thanked softly.

In fact, she had no intention of getting close to the Song family, even if they were related by blood.

It was very good to her when she first returned to Song's house. She didn't have to care about many things, and she didn't have to care about everyone.

Naihe got along with her for a while, and they treated her very well, which made her feel at a loss.

For a moment, she didn't know how to respond to them. She obviously knew the truth and was disappointed once, and she didn't want to have too many interactions.

Every time they were so kind to her, there was always a glimmer of hope in her heart, but when she thought of the so-called truth she found six years ago, she felt a little bit resistant.

This kind of contradiction was intertwined in her heart, which was extremely uncomfortable.

It made her want to get close to them again, and she felt a little timid again.

"Why are you being polite to Mom, kid. That's fine, you can play by yourself, Mom still has some things to deal with." Mrs. Song said.

Song Qinghui immediately remembered what happened at the banquet, and asked, "Is it about Song Qingji?"

"Yes, your father sent him to the hospital, and just came back from his brain and said that he was severely allergic to alcohol." Mrs. Song said, without much emotion on her face.

"Is it good to treat?" She couldn't figure out whether this severe allergy was difficult to treat.

"This is actually very good treatment, just lie in the treatment cabin overnight, but..."

"But what?" Song Qinghui was puzzled.

"He's too serious this time, and I'm afraid it will have a lot of impact on his physical and mental strength. Whether he can maintain his original talent depends on God's will." Madam Song sighed.

"So serious!" Song Qinghui was stunned.

When Song Jinsheng heard them say this, he immediately understood that in the Blue Star era, allergies were not big or small, but they could kill people when they were serious.

Nowadays, people like Song Qingji would lose their lives if they failed in the Blue Star era. Fortunately, they are still in Interstellar, at least their lives are saved.

As for talent, be more open.

Suddenly a bell rang, it was Mrs. Song's brain.

She picked it up, said a word, and hurried away, leaving behind Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Song Qinghui couldn't help asking as she watched her mother leave in a hurry.

"Maybe it's about dealing with the banquet." Song Jinsheng said.

"Mom can't rest even if she's injured. It's really hard to be the mistress of this family." Song Qinghui felt sorry for her mother.

"Indeed." Song Jinsheng also agreed.

"I'm afraid I will be like my mother in the future. Suddenly I don't want to get married."

"Then let's not end."

Song Qinghui smiled after listening, and said: "You said it simply, how can it be so easy. Since I have enjoyed the care of the Song family since I was a child, I will contribute something to the Song family in the future, such as marriage. Who will I be with in the future?" The marriage between my family can be regarded as making some contributions to the family, and it is not in vain for the Song family to raise me."

Song Jinsheng was silent for a while, then said: "Actually, marriage is not the only way to go about some things."

"I know, but Grandpa... Isn't it more convenient this way."

(End of this chapter)