Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

"Oh, I'm in good health, there's no need for a physical examination."

"Why spend that money if there's nothing else to do?"

The above two sentences come from the oldest people in the Song family, Mrs. Song and Mr. Song.

The old man's style of doing things is sometimes a typical double standard.

When you encounter something you don’t want to do, the first thing you say is: “Oh my god, I’m too old and useless.”

If it's something I want to do, it becomes: "How old am I?"

When he was actually scheduled for a physical examination, he immediately showed a state of being reluctant to see a doctor.

It seems that as long as I keep silent, no disease has anything to do with me.

Song Pingqing was in this state when he got older in his previous life.

When I was in my fifties or sixties, I would go to the hospital at the slightest sign of trouble. When I was in my seventies or eighties, I would be healthy as long as I didn’t go to the hospital.

When I was ninety, I had really let it go. At that age, it was really up to me whether to go or not. Going wouldn't make things better, and not going wouldn't make things worse.

The main point is that as long as one's mentality is calm enough and the state is bad enough, even illness will not bother me.

Facing the resistance from Old Lady Song and Old Man Song, Song Pingqing said:

"Several of my companies are organizing physical examinations. We have signed an agreement with Xue'er's hospital. Because of my good relationship with Xue'er, they gave us a set meal for four people. It would be a waste if you don't go."

If Murong Xue heard this, she would definitely give Song Pingqing a look that said "Are you crazy?"

Because this is totally false.

It couldn't be more fake, full of loopholes.

But it really works.

The most simple-minded older generation has a deep-rooted idea: nothing should be wasted.

There is a classic quote that is often said: "Waste is a crime."

So as soon as Song Pingqing finished speaking, Old Man Song immediately stood up: "You have to go! You have to go!"

Old Lady Song's expression became slightly serious: "Okay, let's go."

Xu Jinmei, who was sitting next to him, immediately heard the problem but did not expose it.

Two years ago, she and Song Dashan wanted to take the two elderly people to the hospital for a check-up, but unfortunately, no matter how much they tried to persuade them, they refused to listen and insisted that they were in good health and enjoyed eating everything.

Song Pingqing's experience just fulfilled their wishes.

Isn't it just a checkup? It's a piece of cake!

Song Pingqing: I was able to trick four people with just one sentence. I'm so awesome!

A group of four people went on a three-day tour to the sanatorium, and there was also an escort. It was quite a big deal.

Especially since the three generations in this family have three completely different styles, it looks even more magical to passers-by.

Grandma's generation were people who worked diligently in small business, mother's generation were middle-aged nouveau riche, and the younger generation were aristocratic teenagers who were carefully educated from childhood.

The contrast was so great that even the cat doctor in the sanatorium who was in charge of spiritual comfort would take a second look when passing by.

Song Pingqing looked at the photos of cat doctors on the cat wall, and at the cat doctor passing by his feet, and asked in confusion: "Aren't you afraid that someone will be allergic to animals?"

"Don't worry, Ms. Song. We will arrange different customers in different areas. The cat doctors in the hospital have all received professional training and will not leave their posts without permission, nor will they provide medical services across regions."

Song Pingqing: Oh, I was really enlightened. They said it in a very authentic way, as if these cat doctors were real doctors.

Doctor Xian felt Song Pingqing's gaze and turned to look at her.

Song Pingqing suddenly couldn't help but think: Has the doctor sterilized this cat?

As soon as she entered the sanatorium, Old Lady Song knew she had been cheated. She pinched Song Pingqing's ear in dissatisfaction, "Hey, this place, you told me it was a free medical checkup package, you really treated me like a fool."

Song Pingqing also let the old lady do what she wanted, and laughed, "Then you see, it's so hard to get you to have a physical examination, you have to coax and deceive."

Old Mrs. Song didn't really come to pull Song Pingqing's ears. She just felt sorry for the money, was angry, and was moved, so she reached out her hand and rubbed it a few times.

Hearing Song Pingqing say this, Song Dashan also gave way: "Now that you are here, can an old lady like you run back from this desolate place on your own two feet?"

Old Mrs. Song deliberately put on a threatening face: "What can I do? I can only do the examination honestly."

Xu Jinmei took the opportunity to pull Song Pingqing over and rescue her ear.

As everyone was looking for their mothers, Old Man Song looked around and said, "My goodness, this place looks like heaven. How much does it cost to check it?"

Song Pingqing really wanted to say: Master, I really don’t want any money. This is the land of your future granddaughter and daughter-in-law, how can I ask for money?

But this is just something I can think about. If I really say it out loud, there will be a huge explosion on the spot.

Xu Jinmei noticed Song Pingqing's expression and thought that Song Pingqing was too young to care about the price, so she simply said to Old Man Song, "Dad, why are you so bothered about this? Our mission now is to enjoy life."

"Yes, don't think about money all the time."

Song Dashan took over the conversation and directly ignored Song Pingqing who was about to open his mouth to speak.

Or they are a couple, the level of their tacit understanding is beyond imagination.

Song Pingqing felt that Xu Jinmei and Song Dashan seemed to have some misunderstanding about each other, but it was just a misunderstanding, as the way out was good.

With Song Dashan and Xu Jinmei around, Song Pingqing's presence accompanying the examination was purely a bonus.

Whoever owns their parents should take care of them. Song Dashan and Xu Jinmei are obviously not yet at the point where they need Song Pingqing to take care of them every step of the way.

Although I was accompanying four people for the physical examination, I was not as tired as the last time I accompanied Shen Wushuang for the examination.

I stayed in the hospital for two and a half days, all the examinations were done, and everything went well.

Only Old Man Song said something nonsense when he was awake during the gastroscopy under general anesthesia: "Old Chen, your roast chicken is so delicious!"

The words are clear and the voice is loud.

"Old Chen's roast chicken?" Song Pingqing asked Song Dashan with a puzzled look.

Is it true or is the old man dreaming?

Song Dashan probably didn't expect his old father to say something like this when he woke up from general anesthesia. He thought for a while before saying, "It should be the small shop in our hometown. Your grandparents used to love it."

"Then I'll arrange for someone to go back and study."

The old man was just thinking about a roast chicken, it couldn't be a big deal. Song Pingqing picked up his phone and started to send messages to Wu Lide.

Song Dashan not only did not stop them, he even asked: "Have the people you arranged learned it? If not, can I arrange it?"

"No, I'll arrange it."

Song Pingqing: I've already looked for it, I'll let Murongxue taste the roast chicken from my hometown.

After sending a message to Wu Lide, Song Pingqing casually sent another message to Murong Xue: "Good luck, I'll treat you to chicken."

Murong Xue was confused by such inexplicable and nonsensical words. She was also worried that Song Pingqing had encountered something, so she simply called him back: "Are you okay?"

After listening to Song Pingqing's explanation, Murong Xue asked again: "Are you okay?"

Two identical sentences, but completely different tones.

"hey-hey."

Hearing Song Pingqing's silly smile, Murong Xue said: "Haha, get busy. We can talk about anything when you get home."

There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone, and Song Pingqing's scalp tingled: It's broken...