The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Song Yuanxiao is the grandson of Mrs. Song.

Four years ago, her youngest son died in an accident in a car accident. In grief, she gave all her love to Song Yuanxiao.

Now when I heard my daughter-in-law say that something happened to her grandson, I couldn't help but stand up.

He walked upstairs with a worried and anxious look on his face.

Following closely behind was Mr. Song.

Song Zhou explained: "Now that our Song family is very thin, Xiaoxiao is our hope... Grandpa and grandma dote on him very much."

Meng Xingluan nodded clearly.

"Let's go, let's have a look too."

A group of four people walked upstairs one after another.

Ruoyouruowu black air was floating in the air, and Song Nanzhu's expression instantly became serious.

"Sister..."

"I know."

Song Zhou walked at the front and led the way.

He stopped in front of a door, then carefully opened it and entered.

The decoration inside the house tends to be childlike, with cartoon wallpapers from cartoons on the walls.

There are Transformers models everywhere you look.

Meng Xingluan walked to the window and pushed the window open, letting in the cold wind from outside.

Xue Mengqiu cried silently and stayed by her son's side.

The child's forehead was hot, his eyes were closed tightly, and his whole face was wrinkled into a bun.

From time to time, a few words will come out of his mouth that adults cannot understand.

"Mengqiu, don't be too sad. I've called the doctor and Xiaoxiao will be fine."

Mrs. Song comforted her daughter-in-law.

It was okay if he didn't speak, but the woman cried even more when he spoke.

"Mom, you know, since Song Ran left, I have been thinking about it, if something happens to him, how will I live?"

The room was filled with sadness.

Meng Xingluan interrupted her.

"Miss Xue, may I ask where is the talisman I gave him today?"

A flash of panic flashed across Xue Mengqiu's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

Her voice was booming, with a thick nasal sound.

"Isn't that just a piece of broken paper? I threw it away..."

After hearing this, Song Nanzhu was even angrier than the person involved, Meng Xingluan.

"Third sister-in-law, you promised me that you would wear it properly for Xiaoxiao, and you actually threw it away? You are really a fool!"

Teenagers rarely swear or curse.

Obviously he was very angry with Xue Mengqiu today.

Xue Mengqiu retorted.

"You are the idiots! You still believe this! What can you do if I just throw it away?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight each other, Mr. Song calmed down with a scolding.

"Now Xiaoxiao is still sick, so don't say a few words! Mengqiu, you too, Meng Yatou understands metaphysics, so what she gave must be useful, why did you just throw it away?"

Faced with the accusation, Xue Mengqiu felt aggrieved.

But he just clenched his palms and lowered his head, saying nothing.

Meng Xingluan walked to the child's bed.

After a moment, he bent down and reached out to touch his forehead.

The palm of his hand felt hot, and Song Yuanxiao's entire body was soaked with sweat, as if he had been splashed with a basin of water.

Body heat and fever are caused by Yin Qi entering the body.

Children's bodies are inherently weaker than adults, and they are especially sensitive to this cold atmosphere.

"Does he get sick often?"

Mrs. Song nodded, "Xiaoxiao has been in poor health since she was a child, but today is the worst."

I'm already in a coma because of the fever. Is it not serious?

In the past, it was all small fights.

Cough and runny nose at most.

"I'll call the doctor again."

After Song Zhou finished speaking, he took his cell phone and left the room.

Xue Mengqiu looked at Meng Xingluan's series of actions and couldn't help but said: "Why are you asking these questions if you are not a doctor?"

Meng Xingluan turned a blind eye to her unreasonableness.

"Xiaoxiao's illness was caused by contact with dirty things...Who has he been with today?"

The woman's gaze is calm, as if it has the ability to penetrate people's hearts.

Xue Mengqiu subconsciously wanted to refute, but was startled by her eyes.

Finally he said awkwardly: "Xiaoxiao has come into contact with so many people in kindergarten, how do I know who they are?"

Mrs. Song asked further, "Didn't Xiaoxiao mention anyone to you?"

Xue Mengqiu thought about it carefully.

It seems that someone was indeed mentioned.

"Xiaoxiao said that a new teacher came to the kindergarten today. She is beautiful and very gentle to them. And...she even gave Xiaoxiao a candy."

Meng Xingluan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

One sentence hits the core.

"Did you only give candy to Xiaoxiao?"

"Seems to be……"

Xue Mengqiu was not sure.

"Does this have anything to do with Xiaoxiao's illness?"

Meng Xingluan did not explain now.

She asked Song Nanzhu to bring over a bowl of water and an unused talisman.

In less than 2 minutes, Song Nanzhu brought everything he needed.

Everyone watched Meng Xingluan operate quietly.

She drew the talisman with one hand, and her movements were like clouds and flowing water, so smooth that it was breathtaking.

The next second, an even more shocking scene appeared.

The talisman paper spontaneously ignited, and all the ashes fell into the water bowl.

It wasn't until he saw Meng Xingluan preparing to feed the bowl of water to Song Yuanxiao that Xue Mengqiu got over the shock and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

She pushed Meng Xingluan away with one hand, protecting the feverish child behind her like an eagle protecting a chicken.

"What do you want to do? Will my son still be alive if he drinks that water from you?!"

Xue Mengqiu does not believe in metaphysics.

She had only seen Meng Xingluan's behavior in TV series.

Doesn't drinking that kind of burnt water mean your IQ is being crushed?

But she is the only normal person in this room!

Xue Mengqiu was shaking with anger.

Meng Xingluan looked at her coldly.

"If you want him dead, fine."

If it weren't for Song Nanzhu's sake, she wouldn't have been able to care about such nonsense.

Mrs. Song was anxious.

She quickly stepped forward and pulled her daughter-in-law's arm.

"Mengqiu, Girl Meng is capable, don't delay Xiaoxiao!"

"Mom, Xiaoxiao is my son! He just has a cold and a fever, why should he drink dirty water? I love him more than any of you!"

Xue Mengqiu jumped right into the trap.

No matter what, he refused to give in.

Meng Xingluan completely lost his patience.

She put the porcelain bowl on the table and strode out of the room.

Xie Yanci followed.

Outside the corridor, the woman put her hands on the railing, her eyes full of dryness.

The voice of Xie Yanci rang in his ears.

"As long as they don't believe it and don't save it, you don't owe them anything."

The man's voice is gentle and magnetic.

He stood next to Meng Xingluan, his beautiful eyebrows illuminated by the light, making them soft and gentle.

Meng Xingluan turned her head to look at him.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are dark, the dryness fades away, and what is left is calm.

"I only care about it for Song Nanzhu's sake."

The fate between the young man and the Song family has not yet been resolved, and the cause and effect has not been resolved. If it is not properly handled, it may be harmful to his future.

Xie Yanci asked: "Song Nanzhu...is it important to you?"

Is it so important that you would rather help him if you are unhappy yourself?

After receiving no response for a long time, Xie Yanci suppressed the darkness in his eyes and changed the topic again.

"I'll take you back first."

Meng Xingluan didn't say yes or not.

Just stared at him.

After a while, she curled her lips playfully, her eyes gleaming.

"Thank you for the banquet, are you jealous?"