Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

I saw her pretty face turned slightly pale.

The graceful figure also trembled slightly, and Jia Dongxu looked distracted for a while.

"Then I'll go."

Qin Huairu took a deep breath and pretended to be calm.

Just push the door and go out.

"Wait a minute, there are still people awake in the courtyard, don't let them find out."

Jia Zhang stepped forward and called Qin Huairu to stop.

When speaking, a fat face trembled, making people sick.

Although she is a countryman with little culture.

But I also know that sailing with care will last forever.

About an hour has passed.

Around 09:30.

Silent night.

Qin Huairu pushed open the door of Jia's house, and walked towards the backyard in fear.

My heart was pounding along the way.

The little face was pale.

It's completely a guilty conscience.

"smell good."

"Who's eating stew in the middle of the night?"

When she came to the backyard, a strong smell of meat wafted out.

in this era.

Not to mention eating meat, even eating a meal of white flour buns is a luxury.

Qin Huairu can only eat a few slices of meat during Chinese New Year in the countryside.

I haven't seen a bit of meat for more than half a year.

Now it suddenly smells of meat.

The glutton in Qin Huairu's stomach rebelled fiercely.

"It's the old man's house."

Qin Huairu quickly found the source of the smell of meat, and it turned out to be the Song family he was going to.

Have a good meal before dying?

Qin Huairu stood at the door of Song Qingshan's house, her mind was blank.

a time.

I didn't know whether to call him grandpa or old man.

Hesitated for a long time.

Qin Huairu raised her hand and gently pushed the door.

The door is not locked.

It opened with a "squeak".

"Who?"

Song Qingshan was squatting in front of the stove and cooking meat, when he heard the sound of the door being opened.

Thought it was blown away by the wind.

Seeing a figure standing at the door, he immediately asked.

With his current physical condition.

Not afraid of anyone in the courtyard at all.

"Old, old mister, I, my name is Qin Huairu, we met this afternoon."

Qin Huairu heard the old man's question.

Seeing that the room was pitch-black again, there was a person squatting by the stove.

His legs were shaking with fright.

But now it is hard to get off the tiger, he stammered and replied.

"Qin Huairu?"

Song Qingshan frowned, a little surprised and puzzled.

What is she doing here in the middle of the night?

But soon.

Song Qingshan figured out the reason.

in the original.

Qin Huairu married Jia Dongxu as soon as she entered the city.

It should be from this time.

Now I came to visit suddenly, and it was still in the middle of the night.

Definitely not at ease.

Jia's mother and son are a pair of beasts.

It is estimated that he will die soon because of his old age.

Want to occupy your own house.

So I sent Qin Huairu over...

Song Qingshan only made a rough guess, but couldn't figure out what exactly Qin Huairu was asked to do.

But whatever the hell.

Song Qingshan was not afraid.

He was going to do whatever he could, so let's take a look first.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Song Qingshan asked flatly.

"I, I'm homeless, and I don't have any relatives in the city, so I can't find a place to live."

"I hope the old man can take me in."

Qin Huairu stood at the door and said pitifully.

"come in."

Song Qingshan said lightly.

"Thank you, sir."

When Qin Huairu heard this, he immediately walked into the room, it was really too cold outside.

She was shivering from the cold.

Plus meaty.

It was a double whammy for her.

"Close the door."

"Oh."

When Qin Huairu heard this, her heart skipped a beat, as if she had stepped into a wolf's den.

But the person sitting by the stove was indeed an old man.

She was relieved again.

Turn your head and gently close the door, then you walk lightly to Song Qingshan's side.

Watching the boiling broth in the pot.

I'm too hungry.

Song Qingshan raised his head and glanced at Qin Huairu. After these few words, he already roughly understood what the Jia family's mother and son were up to.

Want to occupy your own house.

We must first become husband and wife.

This mother and son are really willing to spend money.

Such immoral things can be imagined.

In this regard.

Song Qingshan wasn't too surprised either.

Animals.

No wonder what happened.

Just Qin Huairu?

Song Qingshan looked up again.

There is nothing to say about the appearance and figure.

Apart from her rural identity, she is definitely a great beauty.

And it's still handmade.

It is more fragrant than meat.

In the original book, he is a vampire and a member of the beast.

Just in town now.

This ignorant little girl from the countryside.

Not bruised.

If he is trained well, he should be able to become a qualified wife helper.

There is another point that makes Song Qingshan very excited.

Qin Huairu likes to give birth.

A son and two daughters were born in a few years.

Although the son BangJiao is a scourge, it is also because of the Jia family's genes and acquired education problems.

The saying goes well.

Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, mice are born to make holes.

If I marry Qin Huairu.

If you have children in the future, you will definitely not be a white-eyed wolf like Stick Terrier.

Song Qingshan had an idea in his mind.

Now that it's all delivered to the mouth.

There is no reason not to speak.

"Want to eat meat?" Song Qingshan asked Qin Huairu who was staring intently at the pot.

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