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

Lou Xiao'e put Qinhuairu's steamed steamed buns into the pot, and changed the subject and said worriedly.

"It is estimated that someone will take revenge on your old man."

"It's okay, don't worry." Song Qingshan waved his hands indifferently upon hearing this.

His physical fitness has returned to around 50.

Coupled with Tianlei Chai's overbearing.

What to fear?

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Today is Sunday.

The yard is more lively than usual.

Lou Xiao'e made some breakfast casually, and after eating, Song Qingshan asked her to pack up and go back to her mother's house.

She is going to marry Qin Huairu soon.

If Lou Xiaoe stays any longer, not only will there be conflicts between the couple.

The people in the courtyard probably couldn't sit still.

And the most important point, as the days go by.

Lou Xiao'e was pregnant but couldn't hide it.

Let her go back to her mother's house now.

It happened to be a time difference, so that everyone thought it was Xu Damao's child.

It's hard to say if you live for a long time.

When Lou Xiaoe left, she put two small goldfishes on Song Qingshan's bed.

Song Qingshan didn't know at first.

They didn't see it until they got out of the courtyard, which made Song Qingshan feel an indescribable feeling.

Is it a deal?

"Look, Lou Xiao'e left the old man's house, it seems that the old man is getting married and embarrassed to stay..."

"Also a shameless bitch."

"Hey, a hundred-year-old man wants to marry a young girl, what's the matter?"

"What kind of thing can it be? It's immoral!"

yard.

Several women were washing their clothes by the sink.

Seeing Lou Xiao'e coming out of Song Qingshan's house carrying a bundle, she immediately started muttering and making irresponsible remarks.

"You can't say that, now is a new era, marriage is free, why can't you get married at the age of 100?"

"This is called Lao Lai Xi."

Jia Zhangshi held the soles of his shoes and suddenly retorted with a smile.

Qin Huairu is finally going to marry the old man.

The matter of the house was settled soon, and Jia Zhang almost woke up laughing after sleeping for the past two days.

But there was one thing that bothered her.

The old man was so generous that he gave old man Qin a gift of 100 yuan.

Get married and spend a little more.

How much is left in the old man's coffin?

There is not much left for Dongxu.

but.

I heard from my precious son that the old man is now the chief of some kind of medical department.

The monthly salary is more than 90.

This made Jia Zhang feel better, and hoped that the old man would live longer.

Then save up a coffin book again.

just.

She suddenly said good things to Old Man Song.

The First Aunt, the Third Aunt and several other women all looked at Jia Jiashi with strange eyes.

"Old sister-in-law, I remember that this country girl was your Dongxu's object at the beginning!"

"You don't mind at all?"

The third aunt really saw a ghost. Two days ago, her Jia family beat the Liu family badly because of this country girl.

It's only been a few days.

relieved?

"Fortunately, you entered the city earlier than me, why is your consciousness so low?"

Jia Zhang looked at several people with contempt.

"There's an old saying that it doesn't mean that there is no time to force in fate. My Dongxu and Qin Huairu have no destiny. The moon in the sky has been arranged long ago."

"Our family doesn't force it."

Jia Zhang's face was magnanimous, and several people all stared sideways when they heard it.

"It's just that my Dongxu is also a child who refuses to admit defeat. Although he didn't force it, he didn't give up this fate."

"How long the old man can live, our Dongxu can wait."

Jia Zhang's voice changed.

This is an inoculation in advance for his son to marry Qin Huairu in the future.

"Isn't that a widow?"

"Old sister-in-law, your family is going to marry a widow."

"Today I am impressed with you."

Jia Zhang's words shocked several people again, and they all stared at Jia Zhang with wide eyes.

"Don't say it so harshly, what kind of widow is not a widow? After the old man dies, Qin Huairu will still be a big girl."

"Are you right?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang stopped what she was doing, looked at several people with a smile on her face and asked.

"Yes, yes, I forgot about that."

"I married a daughter-in-law for 100 yuan, but in the end I got nothing. I really don't know what the old man is planning."

"It can be seen from what happened these days that the old man is confused."

"The old sister-in-law thinks deeply."

After hearing the words, several people all nodded in agreement, thinking that Song Qingshan had dementia.

"A bunch of gossips who hate ghosts and gods."

"If you don't talk about others behind your back, can't you live?"

at this time.

Song Qingshan pushed the door out, yelling at several people.

He had been listening in the room for a while.

If the big day wasn't coming soon, Song Qingshan wanted to be more harmonious.

I don't want to make such an ugly mess in the courtyard.

I have already gone up and said hello.

Aunt One and Aunt Three heard Song Qingshan yelling at her.

Everyone was terrified.

They didn't dare to answer a word, they all lowered their heads and pretended to do something.

If it were other people in the courtyard, I am afraid that when they scolded the first sentence, these women would be in a mess.

But facing Song Qingshan.

Not to mention the status of the elders, but to say that the beatings have been ruthless recently, and no one dares to be tough in person.

Song Qingshan also cursed a few words.

Not too much fuss.

After scolding, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Go out this time.

It was to go to the whole hospital to find Yan Bugui, the grandson.

"々｀ Yo, the old man is here, yes, is there anything?"

The door is not closed.

Song Qingshan walked to the door with a sullen face.

Yan Bugui was originally sitting on a chair in the main room when he saw Song Qingshan who suddenly appeared.

Scared a Jiling.

He hurriedly stood up and greeted Song Qingshan into the room cheerfully.

Then he stood aside anxiously.

Judging by the old man's face, this is after the autumn to settle accounts.

Yan Bugui didn't dare to show his air.

Even if I get kicked a few more times by the old man today, I dare not fight back!

It all came into the house.

If he fights back, he will lie down on the ground, and he will never be able to sleep forever.

Can't live in this house?

Thinking of this, Yan Bugui regretted for a while, why did he invite you in by mistake just now?

The old man should be stopped at the door.

"Two days ago, I heard from you that I got married, old man, and you took care of Xilian."

"It's been two days, should it be finished?"

Song Qingshan raised his head and glanced at Yan Bugui, with a questioning tone.

Yan Bugui heard the words.

My heart skipped a beat.

The winter sweat is coming down

Don't say write well.

Didn't even write a word.

"Old man, your marriage is the biggest event in the history of the courtyard, and this festive couplet cannot be sloppy."

"The old ones definitely won't work anymore."

"I've been digging my brains and brains lately trying to figure out (ok Zhao) new words, and I'm going to replace all of them with new couplets for the old man."

"So, I haven't started writing yet."

"The old man should not be in a hurry for these two days!"