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

The Rong family's house is in a narrow alley. At the end, the door is bare. Unlike other local houses, there are neat stones on both sides of the door. The housewives usually like to sit here and work. Son, while chatting with the neighbors about Dong’s parents and the Li family’s shortcomings, they passed the time without delaying the business.

Song Hongguo knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside. She waited for a while, but there was still no one, so she had to knock a few more times. This time, a few minutes later, the sound of footsteps was heard.

The system whispered in her ear, "Prudent enough..."

Song Hongguo said calmly, "Isn't this what it should be?"

She didn't dare to show her true face when she came here. She even chose a time at noon when there were not many people around. Before entering the alley, she worriedly asked the system to scan around her. She learned that no suspicious people were watching, so she dared to Knock on the door.

In the current situation of the Rong family, one cannot be too cautious in life.

The door opened, and as expected, the person who came was Rong Jing'an. A little further behind him, there was also a teenage boy. His clothes were shabby and shabby, but his face was as fresh and beautiful as a painting.

But at this moment, there was a deep wariness in his eyes, which reminded her of the first time she saw Ling Zhi. He was like this, like a wounded beast, obviously nervous and anxious, wanting to hide, but still holding on. Confront fiercely with outsiders.

Rong Jing'an spoke with a hint of confusion in his tone, "Who are you?"

Song Hongguo raised her face and said with a faint smile, "It's me."

Her face was disguised, but her voice was not.

Rong Jingan heard it right away. He was a little surprised, but felt it was reasonable. He greeted politely, "Doctor Song, why are you here?"

He said this greeting, but he didn't move away and asked her to come in and sit down.

Song Hongguo guessed his concerns and didn't care. She put the backpack on the ground, pointed at it, and said concisely, "Send something, we agreed before."

Rong Jingan's eyes flashed, "You just carried me here all the way?"

Song Hongguo asked back, "Otherwise?"

Rong Jing'an choked and explained with a wry smile, "Aren't you afraid of being seen? There is unrest in the factory right now, and the entire commune can't stop. People are being arrested and questioned everywhere. There's a lot of noise, and there's even the shadow of a snake. You, you don't know. Avoid it..."

Song Hongguo looked at him calmly and asked, "What are you avoiding? Are those things related to us?"

Seeing her being so calm, Rong Jingxin couldn't explain how complicated it felt for the first time. It was strange that he dared to accept those life-threatening things from the Rong family. His courage and thoughts... were more stable than what he had experienced for so many years. What a terrible person. If he hadn't been personally involved, he would have believed that she was innocent.

Suppressing his turbulent thoughts, he smiled, "You're right, it really has nothing to do with us, I worry too much..." As he said that, he squatted down, opened the lid of the backpack, and looked at the things inside.

The more I looked at it, the more my heart was shocked.

Milk powder, brown sugar, white flour, millet, cornmeal, and even a basket of eggs and a large piece of pork belly. In the past, these things were not worthy of him taking a second look, but now, now, they are the salvation of the Rong family. , is the hope of living...

He took a deep breath, straightened up, and said solemnly, "Thank you!"

Song Hongguo said in a casual tone, "You're welcome. This is what you deserve. You don't need to treat me as a benefactor, and I don't do it either."

Rong Jingan, "..."

He boasted of having countless friends, but this was the first time he met such a girl. When doing business with him, she was bold and careful, and a bit daring to kill. Now, even though she was said to be kind and kind, she was cold and indifferent. He deliberately kept a distance and refused to get close or please, but she didn't care. He thanked her sincerely, but she didn't take it seriously...

Song Hongguo took out a few more bottles of medicine from the canvas bag she carried and handed them over, "There are instructions on them, and I also wrote down the usage. If you feel uncomfortable at home, just take the normal dosage. If you want anything else, You can go to the outpatient clinic to see me, or you can ask Qiao Yonghui to give me a message. I will try my best to help you prepare." Rong Jing'an took it, slightly tightened his grip, and did not say thank you this time. He only said "Okay." , then turned around and shouted, "Zhifei, come here."

Rong Zhifei walked over. The young man's back was straight like an unyielding green bamboo. When he arrived, he called out "Dad" first, and then said to Song Hongguo, "Hello, Doctor Song."

His attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, but if you listen carefully, you can see that there is a bit of anxiety and restraint hidden in his calmness, and the corners of his lips are pursed, revealing the unique stubbornness of a boy of this age.

Song Hongguo nodded at him, "Hello."

Her eyes were probably too calm and natural. Rong Zhifei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at her blankly.

Rong Jing'an said, "Doctor Song, this is my eldest son Zhifei. He is fifteen this year. He is studying in the No. [-] Middle School in our factory. His grades are pretty good. In a few years, he will be able to start a family..."

This is paving the way for her son. The implication is that if he has any shortcomings, then the person who will make the decision in the future of the Rong family will be Rong Zhifei, and her dealings with the Rong family will also be taken over by Rong Zhifei.

Rong Zhifei shouted in a low voice, "Dad!"

The tone was urgent, with a hint of worried pain.

Rong Jing'an smiled and patted his thin shoulder, "When you grow up, can you always hide behind your father? Don't worry, Dr. Song is a very good person..."

Song Hongguo didn't answer the question, but turned to ask Rong Zhifei, "Where do you plan to apply after finishing junior high school?"

Hearing this, Rong Zhifei said depressedly, "I can't go to college, so there's no point in going to high school. I'm thinking of going to the technical school in our factory to try..."

Song Hongguo said "hmm" and said calmly, "It's good to learn a skill and gain a foothold now. Only when you have a good meal can you have time to think about other things. The threshold for university is high now, but in the future it may not be..."

Rong Zhifei was shocked and looked at her almost losing his temper.

After all, Rong Jingan has seen more of the world than his son, so he is stable, but at this moment, he can't help but feel a little excited, "Doctor Song, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. If I, Rong Jingan, are of any use in the future, just say !”

After leaving the Rong family and walking out of the alley, the system teased, "You are becoming more and more sophisticated in your methods of winning people's hearts. Look, even an old man like Rong Jing'an has been impressed and is willing to do everything for you. Where’s the knife?”

Song Hongguo said speechlessly, "I said, I just casually gave a piece of chicken soup for the soul. Do you believe it?"

She really didn't go there to bribe people.

The system chuckled, "Then your unintentional luck is really enviable."

Song Hongguo rolled her eyes, "You are so arrogant. Who wanted me to help Rong Jing'an in the first place? There was no deal at that time. You were looking for someone to look good, and you were overflowing with love for beauty. You still have it now. Are you embarrassed to ridicule me? Oh, or in other words, at that time, you actually knew that the Rong family had so many treasures hidden in it? Why don't you just lay out such a big plan for me and infiltrate it? "

The system immediately jumped up, "I didn't! You are wronging a good person!"

Song Hongguo said with a half-smile, "Really not? The more I think about it, the more I feel that your kindness at that time was suspicious?"

The system yelled angrily, "No, I don't! I'm not No. 19, and I have an antique search function. Where can I go? I'll give you the layout. If I have that scheming and brains, I'll be eaten to death by you." Dead? I've long since..."

It suddenly stopped and became mute.