Bamboo horse is straight A, what should I do?

Chapter 68

Beta helped the old man walk down, and explained to Rong Guang: "This is the wizard when my grandfather was the patriarch, and he has witnessed the changes in the past."

Rong Guang is the oldest among the four, and Beta subconsciously thinks that he is the highest rank among them.

Hearing that Beta had called Danse's military here, the old man was uneasy all the way, and he felt a little relieved when he saw that they were dressed as familiar witches.

"Zi Que? Haven't you already passed away?" an elder exclaimed.

The old man called Zique snorted coldly: "I'm not sick at all!"

The elders looked at each other.

"Then why did the patriarch hold a funeral for you?"

"Where have you been all these years?"

Rong Mian faintly smelled dog blood.

Sure enough, the old man Zique said angrily: "I was beaten half to death by his men and thrown into the river. Fortunately, I was taken in by a kind couple in Fuque Town, otherwise I would have died!"

The elders were shocked and couldn't believe that the patriarch would do such a thing.

Elder Ku: "You have lived in Fuque Town these years? Why don't you come back, if you tell me—"

The old man interrupted him: "Will one more person die?"

Elder Ku lowered his head and fell silent.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Rong Mian and Song Yang standing aside, and the old man couldn't help but take a second look.

"It's you—"

Rong Guang: "Do you know each other?"

Rong Mian explained: "I met an old man on the way here."

Fearing that the conversation would reveal his secrets, Song Yang signaled them to go to the Hall of Humanity with other elders.

The roads outside the temple had all been blocked and collapsed. Seeing this scene of disaster, the old man sighed and shook his head.

Rong Mian walked beside him: "You also lived here before?"

"The location of the high platform on the ground is the former sacrificial hall. After Fu Ming came to power, he felt that it was too shabby, so he built this underground palace."

The old man had a serious expression, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "This place was built with the blood of the Bique people!"

Rong Mian and Song Yang looked at each other.

It looks like the old man knows a lot.

Beta probably invited him here just to settle a personal vendetta, but they might be able to capture some important information from it.

In the hall of the front hall of the People's Hall, the old patriarch Fu Ming was tied and leaning against a corner.

Seeing Fuming again, Zique was so angry that he couldn't stand up.

"Fu Ming, you also have today!"

Fu Ming was in pain all night, his physical strength was exhausted, and he called for help in a daze.

Hearing this strange and old voice, he raised his head, squinted his eyes for a long time before he could see clearly, his whole body was trembling with fright.

"You, who are you?! Don't come here!"

Zique himself needs help, even if he wants to hit someone, he has no strength.

"I did something bad, and now I know I'm afraid?"

Song Yang didn't have the patience to listen to their grievances, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

"What happened to the next layer of frozen blood, who of you knows?"

Beta and Zique remained silent, they both looked at the elders, wanting to hear what they had to say.

Elder Ku glanced at the embarrassed patriarch by the wall: "This is the blood reserve of our Bique clan. It is specially stored for omega born with adenoid disease."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man Zique snorted coldly.

Elder Ku looked puzzled: "Isn't it?"

"It is indeed a blood bank."

Zi Que stared at the patriarch Fu Ming, "But it's for selling money! Since those people first came to the clan, this person has completely lost his conscience!"

The faces of Elder Ku and the other elders changed.

Sell ​​money?

Never heard the patriarch mention it before.

Rong Mian asked: "Who do you think those people are?"

Beta, who was sitting next to Zique, said, "It's from Shengya. My father heard from grandpa that he wanted to buy the blood of our people at a high price, but grandpa refused."

Rong Mian frowned slightly: "Mr. Si, do you remember when they first came here?"

"My surname is not Si. Sishun is my grandfather's name. We all have the surname Bi."

Beta explained, "The first time was 56 years ago. My father said that grandpa had never lost his temper so much, and he always remembered the situation at that time."

56 years ago?This time was several years earlier than when Dad was born.

Rong Mian traced a rough timeline in his mind.

He thought that it was his grandfather's research on the medicine for adenoid disease that had achieved results, and that his father and Ji Ling were created through the genetic improvement project, which made Lin Quan think differently.

But now it seems that the order may be wrong. Lin Quan first noticed the blood of the Bique clan, and then set his sights on his grandfather, who is an expert in the field of omega gland research, and used his scientific research results and the blood of the Bique clan to create a super omega.

Several elders couldn't believe it.

If you want to sell blood to foreign countries, who knows what research they will use it for?And no one ever told them!

Elder Ku still didn't understand: "But blood can't be sold for much."

"Not much money?"

Zi Que looked at him with cloudy eyes, "At that time, those people offered one hundred thousand milliliters."

ho-

Such a high price!

The elders gasped.

Based on the living conditions of the Bique people 56 years ago, 1 yuan was enough for the whole family to eat and drink for several years!

"How can it be so high?"

Elder Ku asked in surprise, "What are they going to do with blood?"

"We asked, those people only said to use it for medical treatment, but we didn't believe it, so we refused on the spot, but we didn't expect—"

The old man Zique's eyes were red, and his expression was painful, "In a few days, Sishun rolled down the mountain and fell to his death!"

Beta glared fiercely at the patriarch Fu Ming, suppressing his anger and waiting for Zi Que to finish speaking.

Zique panted heavily, and it took a while to calm down.

"When those people came for the second time, Fu Ming had already become the patriarch. He raised the price to 15 per [-] milliliters, and immediately signed a contract with those people. I quarreled with him about this matter. He said at the time The clan is too poor, everyone can't afford food, I hope to lead the clan to live a good life."

50 years ago, that was not too long, how could you not even have a meal?

Rong Mian thought so, and asked the same question.

Beta explained: "Our family has been self-sufficient since it decided to close itself more than 100 years ago and no longer communicate with the outside world. In the first few years, we were so poor that we ate tree roots and bark, and later opened up the nearby mountains. The situation has only slightly improved, but 56 years ago there was a drought, and the grain harvest was greatly reduced. Many people in the clan starved to death, and some people fled to other places. In desperation, grandpa decided to buy food from the outside world, but he had no money."

Zique lowered her head, looking at the ground without focus.

"He promised me that as long as he stocked up enough food to feed the tribe for two years, he wouldn't sell it. I thought it would be fine if I just drew some blood. If I can't even solve my current food and clothing, how can I control what other countries do with it? Maybe it’s really a cure?”

"For the first time, we called a few elders together to collect a thousand milliliters of blood, and we got 150 million at that time."

Zique's voice trembled, "150 million, how much food can I buy?"

Most of the elders present had experienced the famine in those years and felt the torment of starvation, and it was very hard to hear these words.

"No wonder the food will be distributed as soon as the patriarch changes."

Elder Ku looked at Elder Zique, opened his mouth, and didn't dare to continue.

"You want to say it's a good thing, right?"

Elder Zique seemed to have sensed something from their eyes, with a bitter smile, "If that's the case, only patriarch Sishun was murdered, everyone got happiness, and it can't be regarded as the worst result."

"Mutilation?"

Elder Ku asked suspiciously, "Isn't it an accident?"

"I thought it was an accident at first, until I drank with Fu Ming one time, he was probably too happy, so he let it slip."

Zi Que watched Fu Ming shrunk towards the corner of the wall, keeping his disfigured face down, not daring to face him, "For the money, he deliberately asked Sishun to dig herbs on the mountain, and pushed him down."

The sleeping memory was roughly torn apart, and the blood was dripping in front of him. Fu Ming was short of breath, and said angrily, "He deserves it! Someone sent money to the door, and he didn't want it. He just watched his tribe starve to death, he deserves to die!"

If it wasn't for Rongguang and the others, Beta would have gone over and kicked him to death.

"What about you, are you noble?"

Fu Ming: "At least I have fed my people!"

Rong Mian signaled both sides to calm down, and suddenly felt that Danse's military status was really useful, and when she opened her mouth, both sides shut up.

He looked at the old man Zique: "So you got rich by selling blood?"

"How easy is that?"

The old man Zique shook his head and sighed, "The first batch of blood was returned after a month, and it was unqualified. They asked for the blood of omega with glandular disease, because the money has been spent, we can only go to the door to ask for the blood of the sick child at home. They tricked them into donating blood and said it was a physical examination."

"This time the blood was not returned, and there was no news from those people. Fu Ming said that the sacrificial hall was dilapidated and wanted to repair it, but most of the money in his hand was used to buy food reserves, and the rest of the money was only enough. Repaired."

Speaking of this, the old man Zique had tears in his eyes, "I didn't expect those people to come here again after three years. We have already tasted the sweetness of selling blood, and we agreed immediately this time. I didn't expect this to be the beginning of a disaster—— "

Elder Ku and the others looked at each other.

disaster?There was no disaster in their minds.

"Is it related to the medicine given to the children during the sacrifice?" Rong Mian asked.

When he said this, the elders instantly thought of something, and their complexions immediately turned bad.

"Yes."

The old man Zique nodded, "There are many children born with adenoid disease in the clan, and this herbal medicine can relieve their symptoms. Fu Ming is insane, and in order to sell more blood, he let healthy children also drink medicine! Because The measurement was too large, and one child died that night, but the strange thing is that this kind of blood passed the test."

"He began to recruit children who were witch candidates, and regularly fed them medicine to draw blood. The children would die within a year in my hands. I had a lot of conflicts with him because of this, and I also tried to find them at the time. Elder Xin, the most senior, discussed it, but the benefits Fuming brought to the clan were too great, everyone was deceived by his lies, and no one wanted to believe me."

Zi Que's voice trembled slightly, "After he found out that I had met with other elders privately, he ordered someone to beat me to death and throw me into the river."

Rong Mian half closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

The source of the experimental blood was found, but it was still wrong.

If you can cheat in a year or two, how can you cheat for decades?For example, 999 children came here this year. If all of them died within a year, it is absolutely impossible for someone to send the children over next year.

The elders also thought of this question.

Elder Ku: "The medicine is only given to children every year during sacrifices. My child also drank it when he was a child, and he is fine now."

"Has it been improved?"

Rong Mian looked at Fu Ming, "Ten decades is enough for him to control the medicine to a level where he can't kill people."

Ji Ruo, who had been silent all this time, looked at Elder Ku: "Is the child often sick, and the liver function is not very good?"

Elder Ku was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "The omegas in our clan are not in good health—"

"I used to be weak because I had nothing to eat and was severely malnourished!"

Beta said angrily, "Life is better now, how can there be so many children with congenital deficiencies?! Why are both beta and alpha fine, and only omega has such a big problem, are you still kidding yourself?!"

He pointed to the patriarch Fu Ming: "Do you see what's wrong with him? He is more fierce than anyone else when he is old!"

Then he looked at Zi Que: "Zi Que was seriously injured, and he can still go out to buy vegetables by himself in his 90s. What about your children?! Before they are 40, they breathe like a blown bellows, and they look short-lived! "

These words were ugly, and the elders all had a bad face, but they couldn't refute.

The average lifespan of an omega in the clan is 20 years shorter than the other two genders, which is much better than it was a hundred years ago, and no one cares about the problems.

Even if he cared, it was impossible for him to relate to the bowl of medicine he drank during the sacrifice.

The patriarch said it was a gift from the sparrow god, and even if it wasn't a panacea, it couldn't be poison.

Elder Ku ran up to Fu Ming with an extremely complicated expression.

"Patriarch, is what they said true?! You know that the medicine is not good for the children's health and you still give them to drink, just to sell blood for money?!"

Fu Ming lowered his head and was silent for a long time.

"You ask me this kind of question, don't you already disbelieve me? Then what else do you ask?"

Elder Ku took a step back, his mind buzzing.

The life of the clan has indeed improved a lot in recent years, but this is in exchange for the lifespan of generations of omega clansmen!

They are sucking the blood of the people!

Two elders showed doubts on their faces.

The people from the so-called Danse military, and the sparrows and witches over there, they are all strangers, but they saw with their own eyes that these people sparked a large-scale battle here last night, and the patriarch also Got caught.

How can they be what they say?

"This is a matter within our clan. Let's discuss it with our internal staff later." One of the elders said.

The other nodded: "This matter involves the safety of all the clansmen, so we can't just make a hasty conclusion."

Beta was annoyed by the words of these two people, and said with a sneer, "If you don't believe me, there are still medicine residues outside, you go and make a thick bowl for your little grandson to drink, and you will know if there is any reaction."

The faces of the two elders were ugly.

"This is our family's internal affairs—"

beta: "I'm also from the Bique tribe! What's wrong, I don't have the right to speak in front of you? The previous patriarch died for no reason, so I can't ask for an explanation?!"

The two sides insisted on their own words and quarreled again.

"These things are true."

Everyone looked towards the door.

A young omega with a bird totem on his forehead walked in. He glanced over at the elders and looked at the terrified patriarch Fu Ming in the corner. He said firmly, "It's all true, I can testify."

Fu Ming was furious: "You—you shut up—"

The omega looked at Rong Mian: "The ratio of water and herbs is strictly controlled, I can write the formula to you later, we don't let every omega in the family drink it, but three to ten years old without glandular disease Omega, you also need to be healthy, otherwise the medicine is too strong and I’m afraid you won’t be able to endure it.”

His calm words caused all the elders' faces to change suddenly.

"Many clansmen choose to go to other places to work and bring their children with them, so we stipulate that children can come back to participate in a sacrifice when they are three to ten years old."

Omega didn't seem to care at all, and continued, "Children in this age group will have the highest blood quality within 18 to 20 hours after drinking the medicine, so it is stipulated that all children live in the sacrificial hall on the night of the sacrificial ceremony. The tribesmen discovered their rejection and took blood, and then injected them with medicine to relieve symptoms, and they were basically fine at noon the next day."

"Shut up! You shut up! Traitor, get out!"

Fu Ming stretched his neck and cursed, "If it wasn't for me, the Bique clan would have been wiped out decades ago!"

Omega clenched her hands hanging by her side, and took a deep breath: "I heard what you said just now, patriarch, I understand your helpless choice for everyone to survive in the age of famine, but enough is enough, we Now I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, please don’t hurt everyone anymore.”

Omega looked at Rong Mian: "I am willing to be responsible for everything I just said!"

Rong Mian: "..."

Did the word "soldier" be written on his face?

After getting a good understanding, Rong Guang stood up and cleared his throat: "We will report the murder case decades ago to the relevant departments. This time, we are mainly investigating blood smuggling."

Hearing the word smuggling, Omega's eyes flashed, and he asked a little uneasy: "We haven't sold them for many years. Is there something wrong with the previous ones?"

Rong Guang said solemnly: "This time the envoy of Shengya came to visit and talked about several criminal incidents at the border, and found blood from your Bique clan. I hope you understand that blood smuggling is a serious crime. We will continue to pay attention to the follow-up. If this happens again However, it is not ruled out that the Bique clan will be re-blocked."

His tone was casual but with an air of aura, instantly calming everyone down.

Omega and the elders paled.

Forced closure and active closure are completely different things.

If they sell blood again, they will be imprisoned here.

These people still have decades of grievances to say, but the four of Rong Mian have already obtained the information they want, and they don't want to participate any longer.

Walking out of the hall, Ji Ruo said in a low voice, "Threats are only scares after all, and there must be coercive measures."

Rong Mian nodded.

The production of experimental blood will lead to short-lived omegas of the Piece tribe, and selling blood is a crime and will be blocked-if these two pieces of information can be passed on, it is currently the most beneficial result for them.

At the same time, destroy the refining device on the second basement floor, blocking the buyer's channel to serve the Que Clan.

If the above four points can be achieved, at least 99.9% of experimental blood output can be reduced.

Song Yang took Rong Mian's hand: "Looking at Dan Si's group of idiots, you know it's impossible to listen to us."

Rong Guang: "I'll think about it again."

They went to the room where the killer was held, and these people had passed out.

Rong Guang knelt down and patted a person's face, but couldn't wake up for a long time.

"Mianmian, you are too harsh, please be gentle next time."

Just as Rong Mian was about to say that he didn't do it, when he saw Ji Ruo looking over from the corner of his eye, he swallowed the words back.

"I haven't fought for several days, I'm too excited."

Why doesn't this sound right?

Rong Guang beat around like picking a watermelon, looking for the killer who was the easiest to wake up, "You really didn't inherit your father's character at all, you followed me, hey."

Rong Mian: "..."

Dad fights much harder than you.

Thinking of his father's carefree character, Rong Mian felt that it was very possible that he didn't know his father's fierce side, the look in his father's eyes just now said everything.

Finally woke up one, Rongmian asked 01 to scan the iris information.

01 has the authority of a major general authorized by his brother, and can use the military system to check the personal files of the people, as long as they are not illegal.

As soon as the killer opened his eyes, he saw four cat faces, and said tremblingly: "What do you want to ask, as long as you don't kill me, I will—"

Rong Guang pushed him back: "There is nothing to ask, go to sleep."

One sentence broke the killer's mind.

nothing to ask...

He actually said there was nothing to ask? !

So is he dead? !

The killer was sweating profusely, watching Rong Guang wake him up and press it back, he was so frightened that he gradually melted away.

"Please let me recruit! I'll tell you everything, woo woo woo—"

Rong Guang: "No, I don't want to know."

"I want to say it! Please let me say it wow-"

Rong Guang was stunned: "It's so annoying."

With tears on his eyes, the killer watched him go to the chair in front of him and sit down: "I will listen to it reluctantly."

The killer nodded hurriedly: "Thank you!"

Rong Mian: "..."

My father is really good at mentality.

Searched all the killers who could be woken up. From the search report provided by 01, except for the four betas who pretended to be elders, none of them had any records in the system.

And those four beta household registrations are all Cygnus T70, which is adjacent to Nanming Star of the Danse Empire, which is one of the borders.

"Cygnus?"

Song Yang held his chin, "I remember reading it somewhere, the Lin family has a lot of property in Cygnus."

"I don't know if I can find out with my brother's authority."

Rong Mian asked 01 to open the military and political system and check Lin Quan's detailed file.

Lin Quan was one of the three commanders-in-chief of the military department at that time, and later he was sentenced to death and canceled his military registration, but the information still remains.

Soldiers themselves cannot register any company, so Rong Mian directly cuts to the relatives page, searches Cygnus, and three pages of information pop up.

Song Yang looked down with him, pointing to one of the lines: "Kangle Omega Exclusive Hospital."

Rongmian click to view properties.

The hospital was founded 75 years ago and closed 14 years ago.

"Do you still remember that the uncle who played the gong said that many Bique people fled during the drought?"

Song Yang focused all his attention on the hospital information, and said casually, "I remember everything you said in your previous life, let alone today."

After he finished speaking, he paused and looked at Rong Mian, who happened to be looking at him too.

Rong Mian: "What did I say in my previous life?"

Song Yang: "..."

Rong Mian: "Are you sure we knew each other in a previous life?"

Song Yang: "..."

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Rong Mian would pester him to ask the end.

Did you give that toffee?

This question has been on my mind for a long time.

Rong Mian looked at the screen again nonchalantly: "I don't know if there is any medical record in this hospital."

T70 Cygnus, where the hospital is located, is a third-level mine star.

Gray industries have always existed in border or poor areas, smuggling labor to other planets, charging high intermediary fees, poor people earning [-] by working day and night, may only get [-].

Lin Quan was able to find the Bique tribe, most likely because a sick Bique tribe went to this hospital for treatment and left a blood sample report.

In this way, it seems that they bought the blood of omega designated to be sick.

"It's been locked up for 14 years, even if it was and is now, there is nothing left." Song Yang said slowly.

Rong Mian looked at him: "Is there really no other way?"

Song Yang: "..."

This look is too killing him!

Song Yang said helplessly: "I'll ask someone to take a look. If I'm lucky enough to find the terminal in the hospital back then, I should be able to recover some of the data."

Rong Mian smiled lightly: "Yes."

Song Yang glanced at Rong Guang who was interrogating, and tilted his head to kiss Rong Mian's face.

"Pay in advance."

Rong Mian moved the other side of her face closer: "For the sake of such a good relationship, I will give you a little more advance."

Song Yang gritted his teeth and kissed him on the other side of the cheek.

"Papa is here, don't act like a baby."

Rongmian smiled: "I want to give it, and they won't beat you."

Rong Guang who pretended not to see it: "..."

Half an hour later, the interrogation ended, and Rong Guang went to the next room to join them.

Rong Mian asked: "How is it?"

"They're all from Danse, hired as helpers."

Rong Guang sat down and took the water poured by Ji Ruo, "By using the smuggling group on the Dansi border as a bridge, we can better hide Shengya's identity, what about you?"

Rong Mian opened the things 01 found and showed him.

"It's a mercenary, and it can initially target this smuggling group."

Rong Guang put down his glass after drinking the water: "The smuggling syndicates involved in the two countries, if Dansi doesn't cooperate, it will be very troublesome to investigate."

Song Yang: "Let's check our own side first. As long as we block the channels here, it doesn't matter what kind of chaos they make."

"That's what it says."

Rong Guang sighed softly, "But what His Majesty means is that it is best to establish diplomatic relations."

Rong Mian: "Our country's vacant living planets account for 10% of the total, which can fully cope with the relocation needs caused by wars and disasters. The desolate planets account for 35% of the total. Instead of engaging in aggression and expansion, it is better to slowly develop the desolate planets, regardless of cost or social stability. Sexually speaking, the latter is better, and there is really no need to initiate a war."

Rong Guang: "Well, but with His Majesty's character, it's strange that he would be willing to establish diplomatic relations with Dan Si. Whenever he took the initiative to make friends with others, it was always others who came to ask him."

Rong Mian also felt a little strange, but he couldn't control these things, he could only deal with the matter in front of him first.

The vine has been found, and it is not far from touching the melon.

Ji Ruo: "We have to find someone who has the right to enforce it and take coercive measures against the Biques, otherwise our trip will be in vain."

Rong Guang: "It's hard to find. If we make such a request hastily, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for the upper body."

Song Yang's terminal vibrated suddenly, and he opened it casually to take a look.

"This problem may be easy to solve."

Rong Mian leaned over curiously to have a look, and the sender turned out to be Gu Fei.

[I ran into your brother on the way out of class, and he said that he had difficulty finding his second brother at school. He is a little younger, but he should be reliable. 】

Second brother?

Rong Mian raised her head and exchanged a glance with Song Yang.

"Second prince?"

Brother Yu actually said that it would be difficult to find the seven-year-old prince?

There is such a big age difference between them, and they are also royal families of enemy countries. Is it possible to know each other?

Rong Mian almost immediately thought of the events of her previous life.

He failed to witness the end of the war, what happened during the ten years of dormancy and after he returned to the age of four through the time machine?

At noon, the square was already full of people, waiting for an explanation.

Not only did many people die in the early morning, but even the sacrificial hall was blown up. If there is no explanation for this, how would they dare to live anymore?

Omega with the bird totem on his forehead, Zique, and other elders walked up the escalator together and explained everything to the people.

The four of Rong Mian stood in the back corner and watched.

The people who learned the truth were crying and cursing, and the scene was in chaos.

Rong Mian has suffered from illnesses since he was a child, so he doesn't want to see others get sick.

Thinking of those children who had a high fever last night, he suddenly felt that it would be good to establish diplomatic relations with Danse. At such a time, he could send a medical team to support him.

It wasn't until evening that the crowd gradually dispersed.

Zique was supported by Beta and walked towards them.

Rong Mian: "Are you going back to Fuque Town?"

Zique looked tired, but in good spirits.

"To remove the patriarch, there are many other trivial matters. I have to stay and help them deal with them these few days."

Rong Mian nodded: "We are going back."

Zique looked at Rong Mian: "I'm sorry, that medicine can't help you."

Rong Mian chuckled: "You don't need to apologize, it's okay, I've already found my medicine."

Zique also showed a slight smile: "That's good."

Rong Mian looked at Beta: "These two days have caused you trouble."

Beta immediately thought of the annoying sacrificial ceremony yesterday, smiled wryly, and quickly let go of it.

"This last sacrificial ceremony, I'm afraid I'll have to remember it forever."

Song Yang's voice was cold: "If you can invite some of our actors, you can kneel down and thank you."

beta: "..."

At night, the masses began to gather in the square again, witnessing the end of an era.

Rong Mian and Song Yang manipulated 01 and 03, destroying everything in the second basement with precision.

After the continuous bombardment, only four metal walls and ruins remained in the entire space.

After all, it was bought in exchange for the lives and health of the clansmen. Knocking Gong Beta and the other elders agreed to keep this space and the first-floor sacrificial hall building, and then vote to re-plan it.

01: "The fifth test, no residue was found."

03: "No residue found."

After confirming that there was no problem, Rong Mian and Song Yang flew out of the second floor with their armor on.

The night before they left, people in the town were still in panic, but they were finally able to have a peaceful meal and sleep soundly.

Elder Ku lent them the vacant house halfway up the mountain, saying that his daughter and son-in-law were away from home all year round for work, and he brought a lot of food with the nearby residents.

Rong Guang looked at the rich dishes on the table, and was a little embarrassed to sit on the main seat: "You are too polite."

"It should be. If it weren't for you guys, this matter wouldn't be resolved so quickly. It's really frightening to think about it if it keeps dragging on like this."

Elder Ku sighed, "I just feel sorry for the omega in the clan."

Song Yang keenly noticed that Rong Mian's hand holding the chopsticks was tightened, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and said to Elder Ku: "We will try our best to mention it to the superiors after we go back, to see if we can send a medical team to check them, drink it yesterday. If the children who received the medicine were rescued in time, there shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Elder Ku's eyes were wide open, he hurriedly bowed his thanks, his voice choked up: "Thank you, thank you!"

When he and the others left, there were only four of them left in the stilted wooden building.

Not to mention anything else, the scenery alone is really a must.

Sitting on the terrace in summer, making a pot of tea, blowing the evening breeze in the forest, and rocking a rocking chair with your partner to watch the lights of thousands of families and the starry sky below, is simply a standard for retirement.

Leaning on the rough wooden railing, Rong Mian looked at the lights in the town, but felt uncomfortable.

Hearing footsteps from behind, he thought it was Song Yang, but he didn't expect it to be his father Ji Ruo.

"I haven't eaten for a day. I saw you didn't eat a few bites just now. Are you hungry?" Ji Ruo walked to him.

"no appetite."

It was windy outside, Rong Mian took off her coat and put it on for him, "It's a bit dirty, don't mind it."

Ji Ruo looked at his thin shirt: "You are not in good health, you will catch cold if you wear so little."

"As long as I don't get sick, my physique is pretty good."

Rong Mian leaned back against the railing, seeing Song Yang in the dining room being dragged by his father to drink, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Ji Ruo followed his gaze and said in a low voice, "Is it him? Don't pick and choose?"

Rong Mian was amused: "Didn't you recognize your father just after you met him?"

Ji Ruo shook her head: "My world is small, you are different from me."

Back then, my father, as the deputy commander of the First Army Corps, accidentally found the warehouse locked in the underground base during his mission. The dying father has been with each other until now.

Dad grew up in the experimental base, and his circle was really small, but his father was no worse than his elder brother when he was in the military academy. So many outstanding omega didn't catch his eyes, so he chose Dad alone. That can't be explained by a small circle.

Rong Mian: "Then you have a big circle now, do you regret choosing your father?"

The father and son looked at each other, and Rong Mian laughed first.

"It doesn't matter whether the circle is big or not, I think it must be the best."

Ji Ruo rested his chin, and said seriously: "After returning to the Imperial City, I'll go to Gu Xi for afternoon tea and talk about my next appointment."

Rong Mian: "..."

Is this acceptance too fast? !

Rong Mian felt that she needed to explain.

"Dad, actually—we haven't punctured the window paper yet."

Ji Ruo was taken aback, and silently put down his hand.

"Then I'm relieved."

Rong Mian: "..."

Was he being phished?

Is dad like this?

The father and son chatted a few words casually, and Rong Mian felt that the stone in his heart was much lighter.

Thinking of his father's pheromone, he asked in a low voice, "Dad, your pheromone has always been like this? Does father know?"

Seeing Ji Ruo shaking his head, Rong Mian thought that sure enough, he unconsciously glanced at Ji Ruo's neck.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Seeing that Ji Ruo's eyes were confused, Rong Mian explained, "Accidentally release pheromones and accidentally hurt others."

Ji Ruo spread out his palms, waited for Rong Mian to put them on, and then gently closed them.

"Are you afraid of your own hands?"

Rong Mian shook her head.

Ji Ruo: "Your hands can kill, why aren't you afraid?"

Rong Mian knew what he meant, and said in a low voice, "I can control my hands, but I can't control the pheromones."

"When you saved those children, you gave me 02."

Ji Ruo looked at him, "Without a neck ring to protect you, were you scared when you came into contact with so many children?"

Rong Mian thought about it for a while, and replied honestly: "I don't care about being afraid, I just want to transfer them away as soon as possible."

Ji Ruo: "So even if you ignore it, nothing will happen to it."

For some reason, Rong Mian was amused by this sentence.

The ferocious pheromone seems to have turned into a little beast neglected by its owner, squatting alone in the corner with loneliness written all over its body.

If you think about it this way, it doesn't seem to be that contradictory.

Rong Mian held her father's hand back.

"I want to follow you to learn how to control pheromones, is that okay?"

Ji Ruo hesitated: "I may not be a good teacher."

Rong Mian: "But I'm a good student."

Ji Ruo: "..."

"Mianmian! Help me!"

Song Yang ran out from the door, followed by Rong Guang holding a wine bottle, "I'm still a baby, I can't drink!"

Rong Mian caught Song Yang whose legs were knotted, and saw that the other party was already limp, lying on his shoulder and talking nonsense, looking at Rong Guang with a bit of condemnation in his eyes: "Father, how much did you drink him? Have you drunk like this?"

Rong Guang felt wronged