Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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While Qi Guoqiang's side was in chaos, Zhengde Street was filled with laughter and joy.
After Qi Mo Nan sent Song Yun back, Bai Qingxia forced him to stay for dinner.
Song Hao called the Yue family next door over. Bai Qingfeng brought some wine, and Ge Meilin brought all the vegetables from home. The whole family had a lively meal together.
Qi Mo Nan was persuaded by Bai Qingfeng to drink two glasses of wine. Perhaps it was because the wine was strong or something else, but Qi Mo Nan was a little tipsy after drinking it.
It was impossible to drive back at night, so Qi Mo Nan had to stay at home.
Song Hao didn't drink much and his mind was clear. He returned to his bedroom and became more and more worried. He simply let Bai Qingxia sleep in the same room with Song Yun, and let Ziyi sleep in the same room with Qi Mo Nan.
Song Yun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Dad, what are you thinking? Mo Nan is not that kind of person."
Bai Qingxia was making the bed, and she couldn't help but smile. "It's not that your dad doesn't trust Mo Nan, he's just worried that he might get drunk and lose control of himself."
Song Yun chuckled, "He thinks a lot. Others might think so, but Qi Mo Nan doesn't."
She and Qi Mo Nan were often alone together, but Qi Mo Nan never did anything inappropriate towards her. No matter how passionate his eyes were or how much desire he had in his heart, he always put the word "respect" first.
Bai Qingxia was naturally very satisfied with Qi Mo Nan, her future son-in-law. She was satisfied with every aspect of him.
The most important thing is that Qi Mo Nan is really good to his daughter in a practical way. Unlike some men, who just say sweet words to coax people but are unwilling to give any real benefits.
Qi Mo'nan, who was sleeping in the same room with his brother-in-law at this time, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Lord Yue was guarding against him.
After drinking, Qi Mo Nan felt a little hot. He couldn't sleep, so he asked Zi Yi, who had just finished practicing, "Are you sleepy?"
Ziyi yawned, "Not sleepy."
Qi Mo Nan chuckled, "If you're not sleepy, can we chat?"
Ziyi yawned again, "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
"Let's talk about your sister."
Ziyi turned his head and glanced at Qi Monan, "What is there to talk about with my sister? Don't you know everything about her?"
Qi Mo Nan looked at the ceiling and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but he still asked, "Zi Yi, do you think your sister likes me?"
Ziyi rolled his eyes. "You're talking nonsense. If my sister doesn't like you, do you have the right to send her home? Can you come whenever you want?"
That was true, Qi Mo Nan felt happy and grinned.
Ziyi couldn't bear to see him looking so silly, so he turned over, closed his eyes and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. The most important thing is to save money quickly. When you marry my sister, you have to make it a big deal, otherwise I won't agree."
Save money?
"I have no money." Qi Menan said.
Ziyi opened his eyes and sat up. "You don't have money? Where did your money go? You're the leader, you make a lot of money every month, right?"
"I gave all my money to your sister." From the day they met, he gave all his wealth to Song Yun, and all his money after that to her, leaving only a little pocket money for himself.
"Oh, so that's it. That's all." Ziyi yawned again and fell asleep.