Chapter 458 When I am unlucky, I will be sick in my hometown

On the 21st year of Shengping, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sound of firecrackers welcomed the New Year.

However, Song Ci fell ill on this festive day. The cause of the disease is: excessive worry and excessive wind evil enters the body, which is a very official statement.

Song Ci looked at the worrying eyes of a bunch of filial sons and grandsons in front of the hospital bed, and wanted to cry without tears.

What kind of worry is too much? She just thought about her hometown last night, and she was punished to be bedridden during the Chinese New Year?

This is too much!

Song Ci struggled to get up.

"Mom, if you do something, lie down." Song Zhiyuan pressed her hand and prevented her from moving.

He didn't understand. He obviously followed the Queen Mother's etiquette a few days ago to go to the hot spring palace. He was very happy, why are he too worried?

Song Ci said in a hoarse voice: "Help me up, I want to go to the Buddhist temple to incense sticks."

Song Zhiyuan was amused and laughed: "You are so sick, why are you going to burn incense? Gu will help you later, so you can lie down peacefully."

Mrs. Song, who was standing behind her, quickly expressed her opinion and she went there in person.

Song Ci: What fragrance does it cost? Of course, I’m going to ask your mother if she doesn’t let her have a good time during the Chinese New Year, nor does she bless her to be healthy, and she’s sick.

This body is too weak.

She dressed warmly on weekdays and didn’t have any cold weather. Lin Qing even took the medicinal food on time, so she got sick if she said she was sick.

He felt exhausted and heavy all over, and he felt like he had fought this big battle with someone.

Even if I have to mess with her, at least I will let her celebrate the first day of the New Year. I will do this on the first day of the New Year. Is there any good luck in the next year?

Song Ci expressed his anger.

Lying weakly on the bed, Song Ci waved his hand weakly and said, "You all go out, don't surround me, so as not to get sick during the New Year. Especially Jiang, don't come over."

Jiang said: "Mother, I'm standing here, and I'm in good health and not afraid."

"Go all, Madam Gong, send them all the prepared red envelopes."

Madam Gong: "Yes."

Everyone was about to go down when Old Master Song came.

"What's going on? This old woman is not at ease on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Why are she sick again? What's wrong with this?"

This thick and loud voice was full of energy, and the face was rosy and steadily, and everyone was watching it.

Compared with the sick lady on the hospital bed, she felt strongly unfair for no reason.

It's only three years apart, is the difference that big?

Old Master Song walked up and saw that the old woman was really sick, her face turned pale like a ghost.

"You said that your body is so bad that you still punch every day, so you're probably fake punches."

Song Ci was so angry that she turned back and pointed at him and couldn't speak.

Song Zhiyuan's face turned dark, he stood up and looked at Old Master Song.

Old Master Song was startled: "What, what's wrong?"

Song Zhiyuan said lightly: "Mom is going to rest. Dad, I'll send you out, and the children have to pay New Year's greetings to you."

This tone is shallow, but it contains irresistible majesty.

Old Master Song swallowed, turned around and left.

"Mom, please rest." Song Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at Song Ci.

Song Ci nodded and asked the rest of the people to go out.

Niu Pan'er smiled and said, "I am unable to move at first, so I will accompany my mother here. I will take two scriptures and I will recite scriptures for my mother."

Her leg injury has not yet been cured.

Song Ci wanted her to go out too, so she didn't listen to any scriptures, but she coughed when she was anxious.

Damn it, this year is not going to be a good year!

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