Seeing that Song Changzhi was used to it and didn't seem to care much, Su Nan didn't pay too much attention to it. He secretly thought in his heart that Master Song was very kind to him, so he should do something.
"Drink quickly." Song Changzhi waved to the third child, and the cat jumped from Su Nan's arms to the ground like a human being, and then ran to his side and lay down.
Corn and pork ribs soup has a thick soup and tender meat, with plenty of ingredients. The ribs are tender and easy to remove from the bones. It has a sweet aroma of corn and tastes sweet and fragrant. It is delicious.
After finishing the soup, Su Nan said goodbye. When she returned to the next room, she saw Feng Meng sitting at the door waiting for her.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Meng stood up, walked to Su Nan, smiled proudly, and said, "I have bought the ticket you asked me to buy a few days ago."
As soon as she finished speaking, a train ticket suddenly appeared in Feng Meng's hand, as if by magic. Su Nan didn't even see where she got it from, but she couldn't care less at the moment. Her heart was filled with joy and surprise.
"Thank you, it's so kind." Su Nan took the ticket handed to him by Feng Meng and jumped twice on the ground excitedly.
After the announcement of the resumption of the college entrance examination a few days ago, various places have successively issued notices on the registration time and deadline. For Su Nan, the more troublesome part is that he must register for the exam in person with his identity proof at his place of residence.
But she is in Beijing now, so she can only take two days off to go back to China to register, then rush back to continue filming, and then rush back to take the exam when the exam time comes.
The train was scheduled to depart the next afternoon. Su Nan packed his luggage overnight, then brewed a bottle of special Xianquan tea and sent it to Song Changzhi, who lived next door, the next morning.
He also gave some careful instructions, saying that this tea was very effective in strengthening the body and restoring qi and blood, and that he could give his grandson more to drink, as it would speed up the recovery process.
Seeing that Song Changzhi accepted it, Su Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief and dragged his luggage to the bus station.
Song Changzhi watched Su Nan go away, stared at the tea in his hand for two seconds, and then decisively went to his grandson's room. This little Su was really thoughtful. It would be a shame if he didn't give that brat a few sips.
"Hurry, the girl who lives next door brought over a bottle of tea. It will help your wound heal." Song Changzhi filled the cup on the table and handed it to the bedside without saying anything.
The person who was lying on his side with his face towards the wall had to turn around and look at Song Changzhi who was standing beside the bed.
A pale handsome face without any spirit, with a thumb-long wound on the cheek, which had just scabbed over. I don't know if it will leave a scar. If it does, it has to be said that it will greatly reduce the beauty of this face, and make the whole person look extremely sinister and terrifying.
If this person is not Zhou Rang, then who could it be?
His eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, stared at the cup of tea in Song Changzhi's hand. He curled his lips as if he was about to smile, and said calmly in a hoarse and low voice: "When will ordinary tea be able to cure diseases? Grandpa, you are not being deceived, are you?"
Hearing this, Song Changzhi snorted coldly, dissatisfied: "Can't I tell what this cup is? You have to drink it even if you don't want to, considering the girl's kindness. It's just that you've been feeling a lot of pressure lately, and drinking a cup of tea to clear your mind and calm your temper is the best thing."
After hearing this, Zhou Rang pursed his lips and said nothing. He sat up directly, took the cup of tea and drank it all. Then he handed the cup back to Song Changzhi and lay down again.
"Okay, I'll cook for you. When your injuries heal, it will be your turn to serve this old man of mine." Song Changzhi muttered to himself, then put the cup back on the table and left. He then forgot about the bottle of tea on the table.
Not long after Zhou Rang lay down, he felt the wounds on his body begin to heat up and his body became warm.
This familiar feeling.
He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and fixed his gaze on the bottle of tea on the table not far away. Then, regardless of the pain in his body, he got up from the ground, wanting to confirm his inner guess.
But the next second, Zhou Rang fell to the ground uncontrollably because of the pain. He groaned, clenched his fists, grabbed the edge of the bed and slowly climbed up.
After resting for a while, he took a difficult step towards the table. It was only a few steps, but he took a long time, and he felt a piercing pain with every step.
By the time Zhou Rangtu finally came to the table and grabbed the bottle of tea, he was already sweating profusely.
"Nannan." He murmured subconsciously, and the reaction in his body made him more certain that this thing came from Su Nan's hand.
After a while, there was not a drop of tea left in the bottle, and Zhou Rang had already fallen to the ground, unconscious.
It was like a dream, hard to tell truth from falsehood. Zhou Rang felt as if he was in a deep sea, unable to move or breathe, but he did not feel suffocated. The stuffy space made him extremely uncomfortable.
The scene before him was sometimes him being chased and injured by Chen Mu, sometimes a dark prison, sometimes an empty hut on Wutong Street, and sometimes his room in Jingshi.
He had been looking for someone from the beginning to the end, but he couldn't find her. She was gone and she didn't want him anymore.
"Don't worry." A crystal teardrop slid across the corner of her eye.
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"Don't worry."
Su Nan suddenly woke up from the bed with sweat all over his head, gasping for breath, his hands on his chest, trying to hold down his wildly beating heart.
It took her a while to come back to her senses. She scratched her long hair irritably, then lifted the quilt, walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.
“Pah.”
After taking a sip of water, Su Nan placed his hands on the countertop and followed the sound to the sink, where the faucet was dripping slowly because it was not closed tightly.
"Why did I suddenly have such a dream?" Su Nan rubbed his forehead and slowly exhaled.
She had just returned to Shanghai the next morning and immediately went to complete the registration procedures. There were so many people registering that she had to wait in line for a long time.
I was tired after a day's sleep and wanted to take a good nap, but I ended up having this dream which I couldn't tell whether it was a good dream or not.
"Will you also cry and beg me to leave?" Su Nan whispered this and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and laughed out loud, but that smile looked ironic no matter how you looked at it.
Su Nan reached out and closed the faucet that was not closed tightly. After drinking the water in the cup, he turned around and went back to the room, but he was destined to be sleepless that night.
The next morning, Lin Yuemei and Su Qiangguo went to work, Su Yang went to class, and Su Nan stayed at home alone. After taking a nap, she got up at noon to heat up some food for herself and had a quick meal.
While eating at the dining table, Su Nan caught a glimpse of the daily newspaper that Su Qiangguo bought when he went out for a morning run, and flipped through it casually. This made her eyes widen.
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