"Hey, call her Tong Tong! Why are you still calling her Deputy Director Qiao?" Miao Qingqing teased Song Xiaodong.
"..."
"Alright, go play with Xuanxuan, I'm going to do some alchemy!"
"Okay."
Song Xiaodong spent the entire day tinkering in the alchemy chamber on the first floor and ended up with a trash can full of black coal balls.
Exhausted, Song Xiaodong sat in front of the pill furnace, scratching his head in frustration, muttering, "What am I missing?"
He was lost in thought, unable to figure it out when Song Xiaoru came downstairs, calling him up for dinner.
"Xiaodong, come on, stop fiddling with that. Edison didn't invent the lightbulb in a day either!" Song Xiaoru joked to Song Xiaodong.
"Sigh, every step, ingredient, timing, and method needed is exactly the same. Why is it that the elixir my dad makes can cure all ailments, but when I do it, everything just turns black?" Song Xiaodong said, shaking his head.
