After understanding the thoughts of animals, I became more successful in escaping famine!

Song Wanning directly exposed Song Quanmeng's lies.

His face naturally looked bad.

Being said like that by a junior made him even more angry.

"What nonsense are you talking about here? Boss! Why don't you teach him a lesson?" Song Quanmeng glared at Song Rong fiercely, very angry.

Song Rong remained indifferent.

He chose to keep Song Quanmeng, which showed his filial piety.

Now, when he was about to attack his own child, how could he possibly listen to Song Quanmeng's arrangements?

"Brother, Ning'er is still a child after all, and it is indeed inappropriate to say such things. You should quickly apologize to Dad. You can see that Dad's health is so poor, how could he pretend to be sick?" Liu Cuihua came out again at the right time to persuade the two of them.

"Then I'll check Grandpa's illness." Song Wan would rather not care what they were thinking.

Since you have decided to pretend to be sick, then help Song Quanmeng.

Song Quanmeng was unwilling to cooperate, and Song Rong immediately sneered.

"Dad, I'm just treating you. Why are you reacting so strongly? Are you really pretending to be sick?" Song Rong asked back.

"Who knows what she can see? We don't know whether she really has medical skills or not." Song Quanmeng continued to argue.

"Grandpa, if you don't believe me, you can ask other people to see if I have medical skills." Song Wanning smiled and was not in a hurry.

Seeing Song Wanning's confident look, Song Quanmeng had some answers in his mind.

If he didn't know any medical skills, he wouldn't be so confident.

But Song Quanmeng knew that he could not hesitate any longer.

Although half of the reason I stay here is to pretend to be sick.

If this were to be exposed, even if he could continue to stay, it would be difficult to morally blackmail Song Rong in the future.

Simply.

Song Quanmeng stretched out his hand and asked Song Wanning to take his pulse.

He just didn't believe that Song Wanning's medical skills were so advanced.

Maybe Song Wanning could really figure out what the disease was and find an excuse for herself.

Song Wanning took a step forward and felt Song Quanmeng's pulse.

have to say.

Although Song Quanmeng is a little older, his physical fitness is impeccable.

He doesn't look sick at all, and his pulse is beating very strong.

It turns out that he was pretending.

Song Wanning put her hand down and walked to Song Rong.

"Dad, it looks like grandpa really has a cough. It's probably caused by a cold. I'll make medicine for grandpa these days so he can get better soon." Song Wanning didn't expose Song Quanmeng on the spot for Song Rong's sake.

He cares about his family, so he will definitely continue to be soft-hearted towards Song Quanmeng.

Why not just leave it this way for now?

Since Song Quanmeng wanted to pretend to be sick, Song Wanning would really make him sick.

After hearing what Song Wanning said, Song Quanmeng felt happy.

He thought that Song Wanning's medical skills were just so-so.

"Then I'll trouble you, Ning'er." Song Rong looked at Song Wanning with concern and reminded her, "You still have to take care of yourself and rest."

"I know, Dad." Song Wanning smiled and glanced at Song Ping's family.

come on.

Since they wanted to stay so much, Song Wanning wanted to see offline what tricks they could come up with.

Hu Zi and the others also prepared the tent.

Song Wanning made an excuse and said she was going downstairs to make medicine for Song Quanmeng.

The rest of the people also returned to their tents.

Compared to sleeping in the open air, the environment in a tent is much better.

But Song Suling was still thinking about those quilts and hated Song Wanning in her heart.

Just as Song Wanning returned to the tent, Yun Che opened the curtain again and walked in.

Yun Che did not get involved in their family’s affairs just now.

Instead, he was busy working for Song Wanning.

But when he came back, he heard Song Wanning talking about Song Quanmeng's illness, so he looked at her a few more times.

“You knew your grandfather was faking illness, so why didn’t you expose him?” Yun Che walked over, sat beside him, and asked in confusion.

In fact, exposing this kind of thing can also prevent them from continuing to pretend to have other illnesses in the future.

"My father can't let go of him. I don't have any feelings for this grandfather, but I don't want to make things difficult for my father. They want to stay because they have taken a fancy to our food. But how can I let them take it? Our family is not that easy to bully." Song Wanning took a sip from the teacup with a smile in her eyes.

"Besides, if we keep them under our noses, even if they want to do something bad, we can see it clearly. It is much better than them doing things secretly behind our backs."

Song Wanning knew very well that if she didn't accept them, who knows how much trouble would arise.

Now, living under her nose, Song Wanning can know about any move made by him first.

If it was just some simple things that didn't touch Song Wanning's bottom line.

She can choose to turn a blind eye.

But if they went too far, Song Wanning believed that even if she didn't drive them away, Song Rong would not let them stay.

“I’ll ask my people to keep an eye on them.” Yun Che said calmly.

Song Wanning's eyes silently flashed a gleam of light, she put down the teacup in her hand, put her chin in her hand, and asked, "Your people? When did they come? How come I didn't know that you secretly did so many things behind my back?"

Being stared at like this by Song Wanning, Yun Che felt a little uncomfortable and coughed again.

"We've been in touch with them in that town, and they often bring me news, but it's not convenient for your family to get involved, so I haven't told you."

"They happen to be nearby now. If necessary, I'll ask them to keep an eye on them."

Yun Che pretended to be calm as he poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

“Of course, Hu Zi and the others have other things to do, so it would be better if someone helps keep an eye on them. However, can you ask them for a favor?” Song Wanning wanted to say this just now, but decided to ask Yun Che’s opinion first.

"What's the deal?"

"I think there must be pheasants, rabbits and so on nearby. Let them help catch a few. Hu Zi and the others are too stupid. Your people must know kung fu, so it will be easier. I don't even have to do it myself." Song Wanning said with a chuckle.

She originally planned to hunt some game herself so that she could travel on the road later.

Anyway, I have a cell phone, so I can put the things in the space and keep them refrigerated.

“You really know how to make good use of it.” Yun Che looked at Song Wanning’s face with an indescribable doting feeling, and lightly tapped her forehead with his finger.

It was originally just a conversation between two people, and normally no one would suddenly barge in.

But before Yun Che could retract his fingers, the tent curtain was opened.

Song Suling walked in from outside with an arrogant look on her face.

Unexpectedly, after seeing this scene between the two of them, especially staring at Yun Che's face, Song Suling was also attracted for a moment.

“Song Wanning, who is he?” Song Suling hurriedly walked in, lifted her hair, and glanced at Yun Che.