Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 85 Special Grade Teacher [15] Returning to the original owner, Jingsu accident
"Is Song Jianghe still alive?"

Jing Su's words made the originally relaxed atmosphere froze suddenly.

Song Yiyuan's expression froze.

Mo Qing glanced at Jing Su, then at Song Yiyuan, and stuffed a piece of chicken wing into his mouth.

Jing Su calmly analyzed: "You said it was his brother, I believe it. But as soon as he resigns, you will replace him; live in his previous residence; did not know how to cook before, but now the meals are very similar to his Mr. Song, the hidden motives of your actions seem to be remembering, which makes me feel that he is gone."

Song Yiyuan said: "You think too much."

"Then give me an explanation." Jing Su insisted.

"He..." Song Yiyuan paused for a moment, his expression slightly concentrated, "He is recuperating abroad."

"What's wrong? Is he okay? Why can't I get in touch?" Jing Su's questions were like a cannonball.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his pupils. Song Yiyuan said in a calm tone: "He has suffered from a serious illness. He has been undergoing surgery and recuperating abroad for the past two years. In order to let him have a good rest, he is basically not allowed to follow him at home." The outside world has come and gone."

Jing Su pursed his lips, doubtful.

"I didn't expect to bring you such a big misunderstanding." Song Yiyuan raised his eyes, smiled suddenly, and said with a relaxed expression, "I encountered something two years ago and wanted to change careers. He recommended me to be a teacher. Living here is For convenience, just renew the rent. As for the food, he taught me, of course the taste is similar."

His explanation is reasonable.

Jing Su gradually believed.

"If you're worried, let him contact you when he gets better after a while." Song Yiyuan comforted again.

This sentence completely dispelled Jing Su's doubts.

Mo Qing had already finished eating two chicken wings.

She clipped another one.

Song Yiyuan glared at her: "Can I keep one?"

Mo Qing replied leisurely: "Whoever has the quickest hand will get it." After speaking, he picked up another one.

Song Yiyuan quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked one up, hesitated, and put it into Jing Su's bowl: "Hurry up and eat."

"……Oh."

Seeing that Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan were about to start a food fight, Jing Su nodded hesitantly.

I have been eating with someone like Jiang Ke who is at home all the time, no matter how good the food is served in front of Mo Qing, it will lose some taste, now put down the airs, even if Song Yiyuan's cooking is not as good as Mrs. Chen's, but Mo Qing still enjoys eating .

It was rare for Jing Su to eat so happily.

After the meal, Mo Qing acted as the shopkeeper and went to the living room to eat fruit.Song Yiyuan's kitchen has a dishwasher, but Jing Su is quite self-conscious, tidying up the dishes and putting them into the dishwasher.

"You were the eldest lady in your previous life, right?" Song Yiyuan brought a plate of sliced ​​honeydew melons to the coffee table, squinting at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing denied: "No."

Song Yiyuan didn't believe it.

This pair of ancestors must have been served and grown up.

Jing Su sat down at the side, looked at Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing, and after pondering for a while, found an entry point: "Did Song Jianghe tell you about the prescription?"

"What prescription?" Song Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "Oh, that magical prescription that was passed down a hundred years ago?"

"Ah."

Song Yiyuan shook his head: "No."

Mo Qing told Song Yiyuan all the information that should be said.

Song Yiyuan knew something about Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue coveting the prescription, that the prescription was most likely in Jing Su's hands, and that the source of the prescription was Song Jianghe.

"You don't know?" Jing Su was surprised.

"I don't know." Song Yiyuan said, "As far as I know, he has never been in contact with traditional Chinese medicine."

Jing Su immediately turned cold: "You two don't have a good relationship, do you?"

"..."

Song Yiyuan was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Song Yiyuan said: "I've never heard of this."

"Then do you know the rumors about that miracle doctor a hundred years ago?" Jing Su asked solemnly.

Song Yiyuan glanced at Mo Qing who was eating honeydew melon, and nodded with a very complicated mood: "I heard it a little bit."

Jing Su frowned: "Song Jianghe has been checking him, don't you know?"

Song Yiyuan was stunned.

"Anyway, since the beginning of self-awareness, he has been collecting the stories of that miracle doctor. He is proficient in Chinese medicine, and he firmly believes that miracle doctors really exist, and if miracle doctors leave their prescriptions, it will be a great cause for the benefit of mankind. This is what he wants The original intention of collecting prescriptions." Jing Su said slowly, observing the changes in Song Yiyuan's expression.

Song Yiyuan went from stunned to astonished, then to furrowing his brows in deep thought, and at the end, a little sadness was added.

Jing Su paused for a while, then continued: "I have a prescription in my hand. To be precise, I don't know whether it is a prescription or not. But I think that is what Wen Yingxue wants."

"How did you get it?"

Jing Su said: "Song Jianghe's office items. After he resigned, a cleaner cleaned up his workstation and threw everything away. I picked it up later. The piece of leather was sandwiched inside."

"Wait." Song Yiyuan took a breath, "Before I moved here, his rented house was burglarized once, but he shouldn't have lost any important items..."

Jing Su licked the corner of his lower lip: "You don't know that he studies Chinese medicine and investigates miracle doctors. But these materials should be in his rented house. If you haven't seen it, it should be..."

"Stole it." Song Yiyuan took the words.

"That is to say," Mo Qing shook the toothpick in his hand, pointed at the sky, "after Song Jianghe left, someone followed the information he checked, or the prescription in his hand. But, what kind of people are there? They couldn't find it. But this group of people is definitely not Wen Yingxue..."

After analyzing it, Mo Qing touched his jaw with the tip of his tongue, and said with great interest: "It's interesting."

There is a third group.

It seems that as Jiang Ke investigated, there are many people who covet the prescription.

Song Yiyuan straightened his mind and said, "It's not right. If Wen Yingxue can find you, then the other group—"

"They've already looked for me." Jing Su's expression became more serious. "Just in the first half of the year. Before the college entrance examination, a group of people came to me and asked about the prescription. I didn't know what to ask and got into a fight with them."

The end result was that Isu was hospitalized and missed the college entrance examination.

And when he learned that the skin paper was the prescription, it was the "21 steps" that he had heard some time ago. He really didn't know it at the time, so he reacted sincerely, and he should have fooled it.

He recently investigated "Step 21", because he was afraid that those people would make a comeback, so he wanted an answer so urgently.

"I doubted whether Song Jianghe was alive..." Jing Su raised his eyelids and said frankly, "I was afraid that this group of people would kill him."

Song Yiyuan said: "His... illness has nothing to do with this group of people."

Izuku nodded.

"It's useless for me to hold this prescription." Jing Su collected his thoughts and said, "Now I want to return it to the original owner. Since I can't give it to Song Jianghe, I will give it to you. I hid it, and I will get it tomorrow." After that, I will make an appointment with you to meet again.”

For Song Yiyuan, Jing Su does not trust 100% now.

However, that group of people and Wen Yingxue were all staring at the prescription, and it was difficult for him to keep the prescription safe, so it would be safer to hand it over to Song Yiyuan.

Anyway, Song Yiyuan is also Song Jianghe's elder brother, so he is "closer" than those two groups.

"Wait a minute." Song Yiyuan turned his head to look at Mo Qing, "Can the prescription be destroyed?"

Mo Qing focused on eating the fruit, and replied lazily, "Yes."

"21 steps?"

"I remember."

"That's fine." Song Yiyuan thought for a while, and said to Jing Su, "Let's make an appointment tomorrow."

"How can the prescription be destroyed?" Jing Su glanced at Mo Qing and retorted, "I tested it myself, it is a piece of leather, no matter it is burned or destroyed, it can't be damaged at all. Also, how do you know the steps? ?”

Mo Qing threw the toothpick in his hand into the trash can and clapped his hands: "Exactly, I know everything you don't know."

"..."

Inosuke was full of doubts.

"To tell you the truth," Song Yiyuan coughed lightly, rubbed his hands, and came out to make a rescue, "Mo Qing and I are both from the relevant state departments. She is a little child prodigy with us. Regarding the things that happened 100 years ago, she It couldn't be more clear."

Jing Su: "..." It's getting more and more ridiculous.

However, in order to prove his identity, Song Yiyuan got up and went to the bedroom, and when he came back, he had a certificate in his hand.

"Here." Song Yiyuan handed the certificate to Jing Su.

Jing Su received it suspiciously and opened it.

The certificate looks a bit like a police officer’s card, with a special badge containing Song Yiyuan’s profile picture and name, and a string of numbers underneath—“950801-0578”.

Mo Qing also took a glance, looking at Song Yiyuan with a little curiosity and scrutiny.

Jing Su couldn't understand, so he returned the certificate to Song Yiyuan: "What department is this?"

"Related departments."

"..." Okay, the relevant department in the legend.

Having confessed to this point, Jing Su has completely dispelled his doubts. Although he still has doubts about Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing's words, he can't find any flaws.

After all, taking Mo Qing's results alone...

He deserves the title of "little prodigy".

After negotiating with Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing, Jing Su didn't stay any longer, and left after saying hello.

Song Yiyuan sent him to the elevator.

When he turned back, he saw Mo Qing sitting on the sofa, studying his certificate.

Mo Qing played with the certificate, raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Is it true?"

"Really." Song Yiyuan walked over and took the ID.

"You have all of them?"

"Both of them." Song Yiyuan introduced, "This is my certificate for non-staff personnel, and the '0578' behind it represents my serial number. It is slightly different for regular personnel, but the same."

Mo Qing asked: "What's the use in normal times?"

"The main thing is this badge." Song Yiyuan pointed to the badge, "The general executives of the organization know this badge. For some things, we have to take shortcuts and show the badge on the certificate, and it will be easier to handle things."

Mo Qing nodded: "It's quite convenient."

"More than [-]% of the base are geniuses, and [-]% are talented people. We don't support anyone who is idle. In addition, the things we do are special, so we have to be a little bit privileged." Song Yiyuan raised his eyebrows.

He went back to the bedroom, put away his documents, and said when he came out: "Your side is farther away, I will take you back later..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

He saw Mo Qing standing in front of the cabinet, looking at a row of photo albums.His gaze swept across the row of photo albums, and his eyes dimmed.

After reading one by one, Mo Qing straightened up suddenly, turned his head, and asked Song Yiyuan in a calm tone: "Is Jing Su's initial guess correct?"

Song Yiyuan's brows and eyes gradually became solemn.

"I'll just go back by myself."

Mo Qing took two steps away, waved hands with him freely, then turned around and walked directly to the entrance.

Song Yiyuan silently watched Mo Qing leave without moving. After a long time, he seemed to escape from some heavy emotion and fell into indescribable sorrow.

He sat on the sofa almost collapsed.

His half-year younger brother, half-brother...

It's been so long, until Jing Su mentioned it, he suddenly remembered that when he showed his talent for Western medicine when he was young, Song Jianghe had told him innocently that he would become a Chinese medicine doctor in the future and combine Chinese and Western medicine with him.

But his light covered Song Jianghe.

He took Song Jianghe's ideals as a joke and never really took them to heart.After Song Jianghe got the ridicule of "You can't surpass your brother, just give up", he stopped talking about Chinese medicine on any occasion.

Unexpectedly...

He never gave up.

*
After leaving Song Yiyuan's house, Mo Qing didn't rush back to Jiang's house, but wandered around outside until late at night before taking the last subway back.

When she went in this time, she didn't disturb anyone, and climbed over the wall to the second floor.

All her movements were silent.

However, he was noticed by a figure standing in front of the window all the time.

……

The next day was the weekend, and Mo Qing went out early in the morning. Even Mrs. Chen, who got up early to make breakfast, only had time to meet her face to face.

Mrs. Chen caught up with her: "Miss Mo, are you going for a morning run? Breakfast..."

Mo Qing said: "I have some business to go out, so I don't need to prepare my breakfast."

"So early?" Aunt Chen glanced at the still dark sky, then at Mo Qing who couldn't be persuaded, and sighed, "Then you have to pay attention to safety. It's early in the morning, girls should be more careful outside. "

"know."

Mo Qing responded perfunctorily and left.

Half an hour later, Mo Qing was walking on the cold street in the early morning. The cold wind was blowing, and the street lights were still on. She looked at the cleaners sweeping the floor by the side of the road, and did not move for a long time.

There was an electric car coming from the front, its tires skidded on the icy ground, and it lost its direction for a while, narrowly passing by Mo Qing's shoulder.

Mo Qing just frowned when he saw the man driving the electric car stop, turned his head and scolded: "Be careful, don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Mo Qing gave a "tsk".

After the man vented, he drove the electric car again.

Mo Qing waved his hand, and a small stone flew out of his hand, and flew straight into the rear tire of the electric car.The tire exploded suddenly, and the man lost control again, but this time he didn't control well, and fell to the ground in a hurry.

Mo Qing left without looking back.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Qing settled his lunch at a noodle shop by the side of the road. As soon as he came out, he received a call from Song Yiyuan.

"Have you arrived yet?" Song Yiyuan asked.

Mo Qing raised her eyes to look at the sky, and seeing a faint light falling down, she squinted her eyes: "It's less than one kilometer away from the place where I made an appointment with Jing Su."

"Okay. Then you come here first." Song Yiyuan said, "Jing Su seems to be late."

"Oh."

Mo Qing hung up the phone, figured out the direction, and walked to the appointed station.

Ten minutes later, Mo Qing found Song Yiyuan under a tree near the station.Song Yiyuan looked at his watch for a while, and made a phone call for a while, with an anxious expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Qing walked over.

Song Yiyuan said: "I don't know what happened, but Jing Su has been unable to contact me."

"When was the last contact?"

"An hour ago. He said he got the prescription and was rushing this way."

Mo Qing frowned.

(End of this chapter)