"The old tailor is no longer working..."
Zhang Lan didn't listen carefully to what Qiao Yuan said.
"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all human nature. Please accept my condolences!"
Zhang Lan squeezed out a few tears out of grief, even though she had never seen the old tailor and had no idea what he looked like.
But Liu Meijuan has become like this, she can't be too happy!
"I'm not alive anymore, but I'm not dead yet! What are you talking about?!"
Old man Qiao winked at Zhang Lan so hard that his eyelids were twitching.
Unfortunately, Zhang Lan didn't tune in to his channel and didn't see even half of it.
"Master was fine a while ago, but he wasn't when we saw him again the next day. There must be something wrong!"
"Song Ning, Auntie, please help my master to take a look..."
Liu Meijuan looked at Song Ning pleadingly.
In the morning, someone brought a message from the old tailor saying that he missed her and asked her to come over for a reunion.
She immediately packed up her things and rushed over with her family, only to find that the master was gone...
Liu Meijuan has deep feelings for the old tailor.
Her mother died when she was a child, and after her father married a stepmother, there was no place for her in the family.
The old tailor felt sorry for her and asked her to come to the shop to help him.
Although the salary was not much, she never went hungry and was able to study for a few years.
Later, when she had no more school to go to, she learned the craft of tailoring from an old tailor. She could support herself by sewing a few pieces of clothes occasionally.
The old tailor could not be said to be her grandfather, but he was better than her grandfather.
After Liu Meijuan married Qiao Yuan, she rarely visited her parents' home, but she always had contact with the old tailor.
The old tailor would invite them over for a meal every now and then and give her some work to supplement their family income.
Liu Meijuan had thought the old tailor would get sick one day, but she had never imagined it would happen so suddenly...
"This... people get sick as they get older, so why do they always find excuses for things..."
Zhang Lan resisted Qiao Yuan's pressure and held down Liu Meijuan's hand.
"Our Song Ning isn't omnipotent. This... person is almost dead... what can Song Ning do?"
"I advise you to send the old man to the hospital as soon as possible! Don't delay any longer..."
"Auntie... my master is possessed by an evil spirit! Yes! He is possessed by an evil spirit..."
Liu Meijuan clung to Song Ning's clothes and refused to let go. "My master's illness seems strange this time. Please let Song Ning come with me to see him..."
Zhang Lan looked at Liu Meijuan with an embarrassed expression, "This..."
"Qiao Bo just received a call from the army, asking him to return immediately, and Song Ning will follow..."
"How about you ask someone else to take a look?"
"Our village master Liu Daxian... he's quite capable. Go find him and take a look!"
How could Zhang Lan dare to let Song Ning get involved with an old man who was about to die of illness!
What if Song Ning dies when he arrives there? Who will be held responsible?
Don't blackmail them!
"this…"
Having said that, even if Liu Meijuan was stubborn, she could tell that Zhang Lan was refusing.
She was in a panic. The old tailor's illness was like a needle piercing her spirit, making her feel uncomfortable.
Qiao Yuan held Liu Meijuan's shoulders and patted her gently with his right hand, silently comforting her.
"Sister-in-law...are you leaving?"
Qiao Yubao looked at Song Ning with some reluctance. Although Song Ning was young, she knew a lot and was very capable.
I have long been an idol of Qiao Bao and the others, and now when I hear that my idol is leaving, I feel reluctant to let him go.
After all, he was more than two levels away from the old tailor, and he could not empathize with his mother's feelings.
Therefore, he was indifferent to the life and death of the old tailor.
"I can go with you to see..."
Song Ning looked at Liu Meijuan's head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke.
"Very good…"
Liu Meijuan looked at Song Ning gratefully.
"Song Ning?"
Qiao Bo frowned. He had the same idea as his mother: it was better to stay away from such things.
"You go first, and take away everything on the table..."
Song Ning glanced at Qiao Bo soothingly and said, "Stay at my house for two more days..."
"No!"
How could Qiao Bo feel at ease letting Song Ning go on the road alone?
The roads are not safe these days. You often hear about someone's family being kidnapped or someone being beaten to death...
When Qiao Bo and Song Ning first met, they felt terrible.
"Don't worry! If you run into me, who knows who will get into trouble!"
Song Ning had made up her mind. She owed Qiao Ran's family something regarding this matter, and she had to help this time.
Song Ning waved to Qiao Bo, signaling him to go back to the house and pack his things.
Qiao Bo had no way to deal with Song Ning.
Even though Song Ning is usually easy to talk to, once she makes a decision, she becomes very stubborn!
The troops were pressing for action, so Qiao Bo couldn't stay home any longer.
He raised his hand and pressed his brow, the irritability in his heart making him feel uneasy.
Song Ning glanced at Qiao Bo and patted Liu Meijuan's hand.
"Your master can't be rushed. You two can just relax in the yard for a while..."
"I'm going to help Qiao Bo pack some clothes!"
"Sure! You go and get busy first..."
Liu Meijuan knew that she had been rude just now, and her face looked a little embarrassed.
Song Ning smiled and walked into the house holding Qiao Bo's arm.
"Don't worry! I can take care of myself..."
As soon as she entered the house, Song Ning threw herself into Qiao Bo's arms.
"You go and do your mission. I don't have anything good to give you, okay..."
Song Ning pointed at the talismans on the table with her chin, "Take all these talismans away, it's also a token of my gratitude..."
Qiao Bo was at a loss for words, "Who would take talismans as a form of spiritual practice?"
"It didn't exist before, but it exists now!"
Song Ning raised her chin as a matter of course.
"I heard that when you guys in the army go back to visit your comrades, you always bring some local specialties back..."
"You left in a hurry this time and didn't prepare anything..."
Song Ning touched his chin and thought for a while, "I got it!"
"We're poor, and although we can't afford any local specialties, we do have talismans!"
"Take these talismans and share them among them. Use them as local specialties for now!"
Song Ning waved her hand generously, her expression as if to say, these are just worthless things, everyone can use them casually...
Qiao Bo was completely stunned by Song Ning's logic.
Have you ever seen talismans as local specialties?
Or is it because of such a good talisman?
Qiao Bo looked at the talismans on the table that were as thick as his palm, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Amulet for wealth from all directions, amulet for good luck, amulet for fortune...
Does Song Ning want the soldiers in the army to go on a mission and pick up some gold at the same time?
The scene was so beautiful that Qiao Bo couldn't even imagine it.
Song Ning said, what could be more popular than giving gifts like this!
"but…"
Song Ning pinched her chin, "If that's the case, it wouldn't be appropriate to put the talisman on the table..."
"You should prepare more amulets for peace, warding off evil spirits, and protecting yourself from bad luck..."
"Please pack up first. I'll start painting right now. It'll be quick..."
Song Ning rolled up her sleeves and got to work, pushing Qiao Bo aside and walking towards the table.
"I'd rather not..."
Qiao Bo was quick to grab Song Ning's slender waist.
"You worked so hard to draw these, I'm afraid they won't appreciate your kindness..."
Why does my wife's train of thought always seem so bizarre?
"Local specialty talismans"? !
It’s a good thing she thought of it!
“That’s true…”
Song Ning nodded in agreement.
These talismans consumed a huge amount of her spiritual power, and also had a lot of moral support.
It is really annoying to give something away casually to someone and then encounter someone who doesn't know how to cherish it.
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