In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

After the two little guys fell asleep, Song Hongguo turned on the search function and searched for various materials on the research and development of anti-inflammatory drugs. The higher the level, the more points she needs correspondingly. For her at the moment, it doesn't have much impact. After all, she doesn't need those advanced knowledge achievements. It doesn't match the current era. It's better to find elementary alternative drugs. Appropriate antibiotics with the best spectrum, few side effects, and less prone to allergic reactions are the first choice.

In the end, she chose the first generation of cephalosporins. She didn't know much about pharmaceuticals. Fortunately, the relevant knowledge in it was very comprehensive and detailed, and she also learned a lot. In addition, she also listed the side effects of some anti-inflammatory drugs. Especially for minors, it is best not to use it. After it is printed out, there will be a thick stack of paper, packed in a kraft paper bag, sealed, and heavy, just like her growing sense of responsibility .

"I have to write something, right?" The system was sluggish, still a little unwilling, "Even if you are an unsung hero, you have to leave a few words."

Song Hongguo said casually, "Then write a sentence 'May the motherland become stronger and stronger'."

"...Is there anything else?" Why didn't the host let it go at all, it was too perfunctory.

Song Hongguo pretended to think about it seriously, "Then add another word, Guotai Minan?"

The system was overwhelmed by her attitude of wanting nothing and not fighting, "Forget it, let me write it, we can do good deeds without leaving a name, but we have to let them feel our enthusiasm, and we have to do it for them." The hard work and hard work they put in made them deeply appreciate the preciousness and rarity of this material."

"Okay, it's up to you."

"..."

The host was too happy, feeling like he was being tricked again.

After Song Hongguo did such a big thing, she thought that she would be able to use better medicines in the near future, which could replace the original ones with serious side effects and reduce the harm to the human body. A good night's sleep.

The next day was another day of getting up early before dawn.

After Song Hongguo washed cleanly, she lit candles and made dumplings in the kitchen. Before going to bed last night, she chopped the minced meat and made vermicelli.

Ling Zhi helped knead the noodles, Ling Yuan helped her knead the dumplings, and the mother and son worked together. In less than an hour, the round, fat and white dumplings came out of the pan, and the genius just got a little bright at this moment.

Song Hongguo picked up five small bowls, and prepared five pairs of chopsticks. When she arrived in the backyard, she arranged various offerings one by one in the direction of Province H and the imperial capital, lit incense, and burned yellow paper. Only then did the two little guys Go forward and kowtow.

Kowtow three times in the direction of the imperial capital, this is to worship the grandparents of the brothers, and kowtow towards the direction of H province, it is to pay homage to her adoptive parents, without them, the fate of their mother and son would not be brought together , let alone now, the two little guys are still in her name, and they are considered grandchildren.

The two little guys were very devout, their faces were serious, almost solemn, Song Hongguo who was infected also lost a little bit of casualness, and took it seriously, she didn't care about these before, materialists, how could they believe in ghosts and gods?But after transmigrating, she suddenly felt that there might be reincarnation and karma in this world, so she was willing to do more good deeds, not to go to any heaven after death, but to have peace of mind.

Just like now, she began to pay attention to these forms. Even if she knew that these sacrifices would not reach the mouths of the dead, they would not be able to hear what was said, and they would not be able to see it no matter how much they kowtowed, but they felt at ease when they did it sincerely.

After the worship, when clearing the dishes, Ling Zhi asked in a low voice, "Why are there five pairs? Which elder belongs to the extra pair?"

It belongs to the original owner.

Song Hongguo couldn't tell the truth, so she said, "It's a friend of my mother's."

"Oh..." Ling Zhi glanced at her and didn't ask again.

Naturally, she would not explain any more. When she left, she saw a few apricot blossoms quietly blooming in the backyard, and she cut two of them, one in the master bedroom and one in the dining room.

The dumplings for breakfast and boiled Qingming eggs, after eating, Song Hongguo put some in the basket, and before going out, stuffed some Yuqian steamed buns and a bottle of Chinese toon sauce.

Seeing this, the system teased meanly, "Do you want to give him food when you have a date with the male god at noon? That's the right way. If you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first."

Conscience of heaven and earth, Song Hongguo really didn't think so, but when the system said this, it suddenly seemed a bit lacking in confidence, "...I brought it for Han Ying."

"Oh... I brought it for Han Ying..." the system said in a tone of voice, showing its disbelief, "Isn't it a little too much for Han Ying? There are dumplings, eggs, corn bread and toon sauce. She is alone. Have you finished eating?"

"Today's festival, I brought so much for the occasion..." Feeling darker and darker, Song Hongguo became agitated, "In short, it has nothing to do with your male god."

"Hehe..." The system laughed unceremoniously, "When the time comes, we will sit together and see if you will feed my male god or not, just wait for the slap in the face."

"...If you talk about it again, I won't send candy to your male god."

The system immediately became honest, and did not dare to tease her anymore.

Song Hongguo snorted, "Little boy, if you don't believe me, you won't be able to cure you, but she hasn't been complacent for too long, as long as she thinks about going to see Huo Minglou at noon, she won't be able to calm down.

In the end, it still affected him.

Passing by the grove of the Xiguan brigade, Song Hongguo turned in. Xu Jiashu had already been waiting there. When he saw her, he looked excitedly at the big basket she was carrying, "Cousin, are you here?"

"Well, did the sale go well that day?" Song Hongguo ignored the small talk, and directly asked what he cared about the most, "Did someone ask you anything?"

"Are you worried that the price is too low to attract people's attention?" Xu Jiashu was clear-headed and didn't go around the corner, "I didn't go to the black market. The things are so good and too cheap. I was afraid of attracting suspicion, so I just sold them to acquaintances. I have known each other for many years. I found an excuse. Not only do they not think too much, but they are also very grateful. Who doesn’t care for such good food? They also ask me, when can I find it again? Some, they still want, how much is not too much."

Song Hongguo was in a complicated mood for a while. She originally had good intentions and didn't want to make this national calamity, but now it seems that it is not accepted. After a moment of silence, she simply asked Xu Jiashu, "What do you think is the right way to sell it in the future?"

Xu Jiashu thought for a while, and tentatively said, "Do you see if this works? If you sell it to someone you know, it will be doubled. If we don't make more money, it should be considered a good deed. With the current market situation, it’s too outrageous to attract people’s jealousy, and if it is missed, this business will not be able to be done.”

"...Okay, just do as you say."