Song Chan didn't watch TV last night.

I drove past the newsstand this morning and bought a copy. I suddenly saw the striking title of "Master of Master Zhishu from Mainland China to fight against the raincoat thief" written on it. After a closer look, the screenshot of Song Wen's video on the monitor was printed on it. Although the video was a bit blurry, he still recognized Song Wen and felt something was wrong, so he hurried to the hotel.

Fortunately, those news paparazzi are not as powerful as they know that Song Wen is staying in a hotel, otherwise it would be lively.

Song Wen brushed his teeth, washed his face and put on his clothes. He was about to go out for breakfast when he suddenly heard a hurried knock on the door outside the door.

When I opened it, it was Song Chan.

"Awen, did you catch a robber in a convenience store yesterday?" As soon as she saw Song Wen open the door, Song Chan immediately asked.

"Uh...How do you know, Uncle?"

"Everything is said in the newspaper." Song Chan said, raising the newspaper in his hand.

Song Wen looked at the newspaper in his hand and saw the words "Master of Zhishu from mainland China came to Taiwan to fight against the raincoat thief" and couldn't help but wonder. He didn't see the reporter when he walked out of the convenience store. How could anyone know that it was made by himself? But he didn't know that the surveillance in the convenience store had already recorded the scene of him fighting against the gangsters.

"Young people are impulsive. It is best not to meddle in other people's business when they go out. Also, be careful these days. Most of these people have backgrounds and may take revenge. If you have any questions, call me immediately so that I can find someone to help." Song Chan reminded.

Song Wen quickly agreed to the ardent care of this clan. In fact, he was not afraid of these things at all. He would beat one and two, and he would beat one pair. He would be afraid of a lazy bowl cake.

After having breakfast in the hotel, the two rushed to Pushu Palace. When they arrived at Pushu Palace, Song Wen actually saw reporters surrounding them.

When the reporter saw him coming, he came to interview him one after another, asking him about catching the raincoat thief yesterday.

Song Wen had to stop and said to the reporter: "Actually nothing. I believe that as long as a passionate man is, he will stand up when he sees what happened yesterday."

"Then aren't you afraid of being slashed by him?"

"I never thought about this, but since I was in elementary school, that person probably didn't have the ability to hurt me."

"Sir, I heard that you were invited by the head of Pushu Palace to control the tree. Can you save the dead Sijilan?"

"First of all, I must correct your mistake. Sijilan did not die, but was just sick. Just like a person is sick, as long as it is cured, it will be fine. Okay, the interview is over here, I'm going to do something."

After saying a few words, Song Wen pushed the reporter away and walked towards the back courtyard of Pushu Palace. The reporter did not stop him and followed him. However, when he arrived at the back courtyard, he was blocked by Chief Lin and did not allow them to go in. He could not go in, so these people stood outside and took pictures, and some even borrowed a ladder from the people next to him and ran to the wall to shoot, without fear of falling.

Song Wen came to the back court and looked at Si Ji Gui.

Last night, he gave the spring water of the Siji Gui Dian Ruyi Fan. Today, he cut the bark and saw that the trunk seemed to be a little more moist than before.

After looking at it, he hurriedly drove it. Yesterday, some of the worker who had not finished it, he asked the workers who came early to dig a bigger tree pit they dug yesterday. While they were digging, Song Wen quietly used a bronze mirror to reveal the location of the decaying orchid roots underground in the four seasons and put them into Ruyi Fan one by one.

Even though the bronze mirror can be used for a longer time now, he still couldn't help but feel dizzy after collecting the decaying roots underground.

Lin Shunli, who had been following him, saw that he was not good, and quickly pulled him into the stone chair on the side.

"Are you okay?" Lin Shunli said carelessly. When Song Chan had something to do, Lin Shunli followed Song Wen to fight. When he got the uncle's instructions, he must take good care of him and did not dare to be careless at all.

"It's okay, just take a break." Song Wen waved his hand and said.

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Then I'll trouble you."

The sequelae of using a bronze mirror excessively is that it is severe. Not only is it dizzy, but it still buzzes in its head. Song Wen had to close his eyes and restore his exhausted spirit. I don’t know how long it took. Suddenly, he smelled a scent of ginseng and couldn’t help but open his eyes and saw Lin Mingguo and Lin Shunli standing beside him and looking at him with concern.

"Awen, are you okay? If you are too tired, go inside and take a rest." Lin Mingguo said with concern.

Squinted. Song Wen felt much better. Hearing Lin Mingguo’s question, he quickly responded: “It’s okay, it’s much better.”

"I made a cup of ginseng tea. You can drink it and refresh yourself." Lin Shunli said, holding the ginseng tea.

Seeing that he brought it over so enthusiastically, Song Wen hurriedly took it and said thank you. After drinking ginseng tea, he felt much more energetic.

Suddenly, Song Wen remembered the ginseng that he planted in Ruyi Fan. Why didn’t he think about taking it out when he was dizzy before? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to sit and wait until he got dizzy before continuing to use the bronze mirror. He was so confused. He decided to pick some ginseng from it after going back. Not only can he use it himself, but he can also use it for his parents, wife and others.

After taking a break, after the workers dug the tree pit, he asked someone to shovel the fertile soil that Lin Shunli asked someone to dig yesterday.

He also pretended to make a few shovels, but in fact he added some soil in the black soil in the Ruyi Fan space.

The four-season cinnamon was corroded like this. If he wanted to restore it as soon as possible, he had to use all kinds of means to improve the soil.

After the soil was put down, the crane slowly hangs the tree back and plant it, and use a few pieces of wood to support it next to the tree to prevent the Sijilan from falling down. Then, he asked the master waiting for the bamboo rack to set up a bamboo rack next to the Sijilan, and put it on a thin film. Then Song Wen took out a bottle of rooster containing the Ruyi Fan spring water and hung it on the next rack, injecting the spring water into the Sijilan.

After hanging a few bottles of spring water, I suddenly felt too burdensome.

After thinking about it, Song Wen asked Lin to buy several large plastic buckets smoothly, and then pretended to carry the plastic bucket to fill it with water and prepare it. In fact, it was to take out the spring water from Ruyi Fan and pour it into the plastic bucket.

After the large plastic bucket was filled with water, he placed the plastic bucket on the bamboo rack, then made a hole in the bottom of the plastic bucket, stuffed it into the syringe, and injected the water from the bucket into the branches, bodies, and roots of Sijilan.

This kind of bucket of water can be used for several days, and it will save him from changing the drip.

Taking advantage of these few days, he wanted to go shopping in Taiwan and come to Taiwan. It seems unreasonable not to go and play.

After busy for a long time, he was sweating profusely. Song Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Lin Shunli next to him: "It's almost done. This bucket of water can take about seven days. I'll come back in seven days."

"Well, you're not here? Then where are you going?" Lin Shunli asked in confusion.

"When you come to Taiwan, how can you not go to Alishan, Sun Moon Lake and the National Father's Memorial Hall?" Song Wen said with a smile.

"I want to go and have fun! Okay, I'll ask someone to accompany you tomorrow." Lin Shunli said with understanding.

"No, I'll go by myself."

"How can this work? You are not familiar with the place. What should you do if something happens to happen?"

Seeing that Lin Shunli was so determined, she had no choice but to agree to him to find someone to accompany him. He just hoped that he would just find an old man like the distant clan, otherwise how could he go and play?

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Lin Shunliu went home after taking care of the things in the temple. Suddenly, he saw that his face had not been washed, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and his daughter was sitting and eating in a wide pajamas, so he didn't get angry. He didn't know what he had done in his previous life, and he would make this daughter so angry in this life. You said that people in their early thirties don't have a boyfriend, and they know that the cat is at home all day and don't go out to find a boyfriend to fuck handsome guy.

After thinking about it, he said to his daughter, "Axi, don't stay at home tomorrow and go out for a walk. Mr. Song, who came from mainland China to cure the four-season orchids, also wants to go out to play. You can go and be a tour guide for him."

"No time." Xi'er said without raising her head while picking the rice in her mouth.

"Why are you not free? You know that you are staying at home and messing around with your messy things. Look at you, you will almost become an old lady."

"I don't want to marry, otherwise the men who want to marry me can be arranged from our Park Zi City to Chiayi." Xi'er said proudly, lifting her chin.

"Then find one for me to see."

"Okay, okay, don't argue anymore. You have to argue all the time." Lin Shunli's wife next to her saw something wrong with the two, quickly spoke, turned to her daughter and advised her: "Axi, you've been out for a walk, you haven't gone out to bask in the sun for a long time. Look at your face, you're so white, you're almost becoming a bone demon."

"So what about the White Bone Demon? I don't need to rely on men to support me, so why should I marry so early?" Xi'er said with a angrily flattering mouth.

"It's too early? Children who are married in their twenties can go to elementary school now. Look at you, you don't even have a boyfriend. I'll introduce you to a blind date and hate this and that. I'm not so good at myself, but I'll pick it all over and over again. Don't pick an old man with a crooked mouth, no eyebrows and a raised nose at the end, that's funny."

"I just like it."

"Okay, OK, Ah Xi is obedient. I will go to Mr. Song as a tour guide tomorrow and act as a way to vent my breath and relax."

Under the persuasion of his parents with black face and white face, Xi'er had to surrender in the end and promised to be the director of Mr. Song tomorrow.

"snort..."

Xi'er poked the rice grains in her bowl with anger, and was filled with resentment. She secretly hated Song Wen, whom she had never met before. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been nagged by her parents. She thought that if you were the one who looked good, you were a dead mainland boy.

Song Wen was taking a shower when he suddenly sneezes and thought to himself if anyone was thinking about me again. He thought about it and hurriedly finished the shower and called back to greet my wife. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!