Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

A-choo, a-choo…

Which young man is thinking about me so much? Song Xiaotian touched his nose, coughed a few times deliberately, and then said to Song Jixiang with a pitiful look: "Girl, please check Grandpa's pulse. I seem to have caught a cold..."

He no longer wanted to go back to Black Cloud Castle. That cold place was not as lively as here. He wanted to be a villager in the mountains.

Hehehe...

Song Jixiang glanced at him. This old man had finished a whole chicken, two large bowls of rice, and five fragrant pancakes ten minutes ago.

Why doesn't she believe that he is sick?

The old man Gu next to him snorted disdainfully, "I am Miss Song's master. You are sick, right? I will show you with all my strength!"

"What? Didn't you say you caught a cold?"

Old Man Gu despised him in his heart. He had not shown up when the Song family was in the most difficult time. Now that the three of them were living better and better, he had come out in a hurry to recognize them. Humph, he disliked this old man.

He had this feeling when he saw him for the first time. It was indescribable and the feeling was very subtle.

Feeling unhappy, he didn't care whether the other party was willing or not and forcibly pulled Song Xiaotian's arm. His fingers touched the other's pulse, which was steady and powerful, and healthier than that of a 20-year-old boy.

really……

If he were to say, this person is just too cunning and has eaten too much, so he pretends to be pitiful in front of Miss Song.

He flipped up Song Xiaotian's eyelids and opened his mouth to look at his tongue. Didn't he like to pretend to be sick? He gave him a three-piece suit for free!

He took out a row of silver needles from his bag with swift movements, lifted Song Xiaotian's arm and stabbed him.

Song Xiaotian had no time to react before his arms were filled with silver needles.

"Hey hey hey, you old man are still so unreasonable. Why are you giving me an injection? I..." Since he was not sick, Song Xiaotian had to swallow the last few words back into his stomach.

Old Man Gu ignored him, his eyes fixed on his arm.

There is a big scar on the outside of Song Xiaotian's arm.

"You, you you you, you..." For the first time, Old Man Gu felt that his tongue was out of control and he couldn't utter a single extra word for a long time.

Song Xiaotian glanced at his granddaughter who had walked away to talk to someone, signaled with his eyes, and then silently gestured a few words with his hands.

Come to my room at 15:30 in the morning.

Old Man Gu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Contrary to his previous attitude, his eyes looking at Song Xiaotian became inexplicably soft, and he nodded respectfully. He put his hand on Song Xiaotian's pulse again, and this time his expression was extremely serious.

At this time, Song Jixiang turned back and asked, "Master, is my grandfather okay?" He blinked at Old Man Gu.

Doctor Gu did not say what she meant this time. Instead, he said very seriously: "Alas, people always have this or that kind of problems when they get older. You, Xiaoqi, should pay more attention to him and don't let him be too lonely. Otherwise, he will easily become depressed and it will be bad for his health!"

After saying this, he stroked his beard.

Song Jixiang looked at this and that.

The atmosphere is so weird!

What happened during the time she was away for something?

Her eyes are deep.

But soon, she no longer had the time and energy to think about these questions.

Because a pile of stones brought back from that tribe was waiting for her to deal with.

When she first saw these stones in the wilderness, she already had a plan in mind...