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

The burly man headed by them is called the third man.

It's a well-known hooligan in the area of ​​​​Sijiu City, and a bunch of young people have gathered under his command.

Relying on the hands to be ruthless.

No one dares to mess with it.

Xu Damao's father also met this bum a few years ago.

It never came in handy.

Today I happened to pull over to tidy up Song Qingshan.

"Third Master, don't look like an old man, but this old man is a bit uneasy, very evil."

"My son Da Mao was injured by him."

Xu Damao's father solemnly reminded him.

At the police station, he lied to the people in the courtyard and insisted that his son was seriously injured by himself.

But Xu Damao's father knew the truth.

All the injuries his son suffered all over his body were all thanks to old man Song.

The old guy kept his secrets.

There must be some unknown abilities in him.

"How old is the old man?" The old man frowned and asked.

"It's almost 100."

Xu Damao's father replied truthfully.

"Hahaha, the 100-year-old man injured your son, your son is paper."

"Third Master, he is humiliating us."

"Seven or eight of us bullied him, a hundred-year-old man. It won't make people laugh when it gets out."

"How can we hang out in this area in the future?"

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, I thought what kind of characters would be useful to us brothers."

Xu Damao's father had just finished speaking.

A group of hooligans roared with laughter, all sneering and laughing.

"Brother Xu, seeing how much older you are than me, let me call you big brother. You said that your son is being bullied and you want your brother to help you get ahead."

"It's all right."

"But you can't humiliate me. I'm a bastard in this forty-nine city. I rely on my reputation to live. Today, our brothers helped you beat an old man."

"If it spreads out tomorrow, where will brother put his face?"

The third master looked at Xu Damao's father unkindly.

In fact, the two of them only had a few drinks.

Calling brothers and sisters at the wine table, pushing glasses and changing glasses, bragging about each other.

After getting off the wine table, they went their separate ways.

Originally, when Xu Damao's father found this group of people, the third master was a little reluctant to help.

People from the recent police station kept a close eye on this group of them.

The third man wants to avoid the limelight.

But he couldn't stand Xu Damao's father being soft-spoken.

The third uncle is a good-looking person.

So he reluctantly agreed.

Now you actually let your group beat an old man, the old man can't afford to lose him.

"Third Master, my brother has always been cautious in doing things, and you know that. I won't ask you for help unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Although he is a hundred-year-old man, he should not be underestimated."

Xu Damao's father explained with a guilty conscience.

in fact.

How much he talked about Song Qingshan in his mouth may not be serious in his heart.

I just want these guys to be tougher.

It's better to kill the old man.

Anyway, he is a hundred-year-old man with no relatives and no reason, wandering the streets at night.

I met a group of ruffians who robbed money.

A little bit harder.

The old man died.

It can't be counted on his head.

"Third Lord, this old man has a lot of money in his hands. He married a wife the day before yesterday and gave him a gift of 100 yuan."

"There are fewer coffin boards on your body?"

"When the time comes, no matter how much money the old man has with him, I will leave it to my brothers to drink."

Xu Damao's father continued to talk.

"Hehe, from what you said, it's really not easy for an old man to marry a wife after being over a hundred years old?"

The third master was also a little surprised.

His complexion has also eased a lot. They are indeed a little tight recently.

Not to mention drinking money.

It is a little extravagant to even fill my stomach, touching a chicken the day before yesterday.

Seven or eight people can't eat enough to fill the teeth.

"Third Master, let's put down our faces first and help Brother Xu this time."

"That's right, the cold weather is here, so we can't go back empty-handed."

"Let's not say whether to beat the old man or not. Let's ask him for two money first. The brothers haven't had a drink for a long time."

I heard that Song Qingshan's coffin is quite a lot.

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This group of people immediately changed their attitudes, and surrounded them one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Okay, let's break the rules of the rivers and lakes once."

The third uncle also nodded.

"Are you sure the old man will come from this road?"

He looked at Xu Damao's father again and asked.

"Don't worry, third master, this is the only way to go back to the courtyard. The old man hasn't come back yet, so he will definitely pass by later."

Xu Damao's father said with a smile.

This group of people really don't see the rabbits and don't scatter the eagles. This time the old man will suffer.

"I'll hide on the side of the road first, and you stop the old man later."

Xu Damao's father finished speaking.

Go to the weeds on the side of the road.

winter.

Days are short and nights are long.

this era.

There is no street light on Laosijiucheng Road.

So before six o'clock, I was almost blind.

Song Qingshan rode a bicycle and led Qin Huairu all the way.

There was a break in between.

A lot of time wasted.

"Old man, it's dark and we can't see the road clearly, let's get out of the car and push it."

Qin Huairu wrapped her arms around the old man's waist from behind.

At her age, she can't see the way clearly.

My old man was able to travel unimpeded all the way, as if he had Night Eyes.

 …  

Qin Huairu was shocked.

"It's okay, my old man has been walking this way for decades, and he can touch home with his eyes closed."

Song Qingshan has extremely strong eyesight.

With the faint starlight, not to mention seeing clearly, but it's almost the same.

It's just that his voice just fell.

Song Qingshan stopped the car suddenly, Qin Huairu's body trembled and he was startled.

"What's the matter, old man?"

Qin Huairu asked nervously.

"Unlucky, I ran into someone who robbed me." Song Qingshan looked ahead with squinted eyes as usual.

Seven or eight people blocked the way.

"what!!!"

Qin Huairu's face turned pale with fright, her legs were shaking.

"Third Master, there is still a bicycle. This old man is really a big fish."

"Why do I see a big girl sitting behind me?"

"It's a surprise."

"Stop it quickly, don't let the old man run away, not only do we have to drink today, but it seems that we are drinking flower wine."

A bunch of hooligans have been waiting impatiently for a long time.

Seeing Song Qingshan approaching on a bicycle, they all rushed up screaming.

Surrounded Song Qingshan and Qin Huairu in the middle.

Qin Huairu has never seen such a scene before.

Everyone was terrified.

Clutching his old man's clothes tightly, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Just got certified.

When I ran into this group of people, it was night again, and there was no one on the road.

Calling every day should not be called, calling the earth to be ineffective!

In case these people cut their money and kill them.

My old man is so old, he probably will have a funeral before the wedding.

Be a living widow yourself and become a real widow.

Qin Huairu's heart was ashes.