A car accident, our family of three crossed

Hang Shuheng realized that the damn old man's solemn expression just now was obviously intentional, just to see his anxious look! His face suddenly darkened.

"Hehehe! Don't be angry, don't be angry." Old man Xin stopped when he saw that things were going well, and quickly smoothed his fur, "Come on, come on, let me tell you."

"According to your pulse, you have been taking a chronic cold medicine for more than a month. Long-term use of this medicine will make it difficult to have children. Fortunately, you stopped taking the medicine in time. Otherwise, if you continue to take it until now, I am afraid you will have difficulty in having children in the future."

"But I haven't taken any medicine!" Moreover, he had been taking it for such a long time. Song Ning carefully recalled the original owner's memory and did not have any impression.

"Who would take this kind of harmful medicine on their own initiative for no reason?" Old Man Xin looked at her like an idiot. "Medicine is taken from the mouth. Think carefully, did you change someone to cook for your family recently..."

After hearing this, Song Ning and Hang Shuheng suddenly understood.

"It's Zhang Cuiju." Hang Shuheng pounded the table and said with gritted teeth.

Judging from the length of time mentioned by Old Man Xin, it was exactly when Zhang Cuiju lived here. Was that woman actually poisoning the food every day?

Song Ning shuddered at the thought. If she hadn't insisted on driving Zhang Cuiju away, the situation would have been irreparable. Although she had Yangyang and might not have another child in the future, not wanting to have a child and not being able to have a child were different.

"Grandpa, is there any way to remedy the situation?" Hang Shuheng was already very respectful to Old Man Xin at this time.

"Of course. Who am I? In this world, if even I can't cure a disease, then no one else can." Old Man Xin boasted fiercely, "Bring me a pen and paper."

Upon hearing this, Hang Shuheng did not dare to delay and hurried to the study to bring out all the pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and personally spread the paper and ground the ink for the old man.

Old Man Xin wrote down a prescription and handed it to Hang Shuheng. "Pick the medicine according to this prescription. Take it once a day. It can remove the remaining toxins and regulate your body. You will be cured in half a month."

Hang Shuheng looked at the prescription. Although the old man's handwriting was very sloppy, he actually had good handwriting. He carefully blew the ink off the paper and said, "Zhang Cuiju, I'll make a note of this."

Song Ning looked at his wet clothes, took the prescription from him, and urged him, "Go change your clothes first!"

Hang Shuheng realized belatedly that he was still wearing wet clothes, and hurried back to the house to change. Song Ning put away the prescription and called Yangyang, who was playing with the kitten in the yard.

"Grandpa, can you please check on the child to see if he is okay? I will make delicious food for you every day." She knew that the old man was a foodie, so she catered to his preferences.

Sure enough, when Old Man Xin heard about delicious food, his eyes lit up, but he said something else and meant something else: "I showed it to him because I like this little baby, not because it's delicious!"

"Yes, I know you like children, otherwise you wouldn't give him such an expensive gift, right?" Song Ning followed his words.

While checking Yangyang's pulse, Old Man Xin looked back and forth between the mother and the child, and asked casually, "Why doesn't this child look like you?"

"You also think that this child doesn't look like us, right? But don't overthink it, he is definitely our biological child." This is not the first person to say this. Song Ning smiled and said, "I heard the elders in the village say that Yangyang looks like his grandmother, especially his eyes, which are exactly the same as his grandmother's. I think this is inheritance from the previous generation!"

"Isn't his grandma your mother?"

"Yes, but my mother died of illness when I was young."

Old Man Xin took his hand back and said, "Don't worry, this child is in good health, just like his father."

He observed Yangyang's appearance carefully and calmly. Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already surging.

Looking closely, this child looks exactly like a certain brat who is now living in Beijing when he was a child. If he didn't know that the boy was in Beijing, he would almost think that the boy had used some means to make himself smaller.

"Then I feel relieved!" Song Ning felt relieved when he heard that the child was fine.

Old Man Xin looked at Yang Yang's clever appearance, and an idea came to his mind. He should take this child as his apprentice. Learning medicine and poison, such a good seedling should be nurtured from a young age, and he will definitely be easier to train than his father in the future.

Hang Shuheng changed his clothes and came out, he was met with the old man's disgusted eyes, feeling a little puzzled, he didn't know that he had been abandoned now.

He had planned to go to the city to get medicine immediately, but Song Ning persuaded him not to do so. Old Man Xin joked, "Okay, your wife won't die if she doesn't take medicine for a day, so why are you so nervous?"

Then the old man started laughing again, "Come on, play chess with me for a while."

When Hang Shuheng heard him talking about playing chess, he felt a headache. This lousy chess player had a very bad chess character. "How about, let Yangyang play chess with you!"

Old Man Xin was immediately displeased when he heard this. "Who are you looking down on? Let me play chess with a little kid."

"Don't underestimate him because he's young. He knows a lot." Hang Shuheng said to Yangyang, "Yangyang, can you teach my great grandfather how to play Go?"

"Okay!" Yangyang agreed immediately.

"What is Gobang?"

"You'll find out later."

Hang Shuheng brought the chessboard to the main room and also provided instructions on how to play, so that the old and the young could enjoy themselves.

Old Man Xin took a look at the instructions and said confidently, "This couldn't be simpler."

However, two quarters of an hour later, Old Man Xin looked at the five chess pieces in a row on the chessboard dejectedly, and then looked at Yangyang in disbelief.

He actually lost to a three-year-old kid. If this matter were to be reported back to Mingshan, he would lose face. For this reason, he got angry and ignored Yangyang for the whole day...

At night, the whole village fell into silence, but Old Man Xin, who was resting in the guest room, opened his eyes at this moment.

In the darkness of the night, a figure leaped out from the Hang family yard, moved toward the back mountain at an astonishing speed, and finally stopped in front of two graves.

Old man Xin saw the tombstone clearly in the dark and confirmed that this was the grave of Song Ning's parents. It was worth his entire afternoon strolling in the village.

He clasped his hands together and bowed in front of the grave of Song Ning's biological mother, muttering, "My dear nephew, if it is really you, you can't blame your uncle for being rude! Don't bother your uncle in your dream. Your uncle did this to confirm the bloodline of your descendants."

Although the pulse of the mother and son could not deceive him, as it was a pulse unique to the people of Mingshan Sect, he could not easily draw a conclusion before it was confirmed.

Thinking of this, he began to dig...