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

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Still picking up vegetables non-stop, like a starving ghost entrusting his life.

He was stared at by Qin Huairu.

Just a little restrained.

The banquet is half eaten.

Song Qingshan drank a few glasses of wine, and Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui toasted each other.

It's all superficial politeness.

As soon as Song Qingshan put down his wine glass, he saw Silly Zhu.Jia Dongxu, Liu Lan, Jia Zhang.

The two couples came over with a bottle of wine.

wedding reception.

It is an indispensable etiquette for the new couple to toast the guests at each table.

These four people have already run a circle.

Now it's the last table's turn.

Sha Zhu's face flushed from drinking, and Jia Dongxu was not much better.

Walking are fluttering.

"Grandpa, you are the longest elder in the courtyard, and you have given me enough face by coming to our wedding."

"The four of us toast you."

With a smile on Silly Zhu's face, this round of toasts came over.

Jia Dongxu was often called his father by people.

Now come to this table.

As the backbone of the four, he looked at Song Qingshan first and said.

"Yu Zhu, how can I just toast you?"

"The four of us toast each other, this is the only way to express our sincerity."

Jia Zhang heard Sha Zhu's words.

Immediately retorted.

"Yes, yes, yes, each of you has to offer a toast to the old man." Jia Dongxu quickly echoed.

Qin Huairu heard what the mother and son said.

Dai frowned.

I feel that the mother and son must have no good intentions, and I don't know what bad idea they are planning.

This is obviously deliberately feeding his old man.

She was just about to stand up.

But being gently pulled by Song Qingshan, Qin Huairu was a little puzzled.

But I heard my old man say: "Let my old man drink four glasses of wine, but you have to drink another bottle."

"No problem, old lady."

Sha Zhu agreed without hesitation, but Jia Dongxu stood aside but his heart sank.

He's had a lot to drink now.

If you really want to promise to drink a bottle of wine, your mother and daughter-in-law will definitely not drink much.

Wouldn't it be he and Shazhu who shared the share.

This half bottle of wine is down.

I can't do anything today.

Just as Jia Dongxu wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate, unexpectedly Dongjingshan had already started pouring wine.

Cup after cup.

Didn't even stop.

"Okay, old man is huge."

"Hey, is he really a hundred-year-old man? Why does he seem to be fine after drinking four glasses of wine?"

"No wonder everyone praises them as living gods."

There were more than 30 tables in the courtyard, all of them looked at this side, and saw Song Qingshan, a centenarian, drinking four glasses of wine in a row.

All applaud.

"Xie Cheng, is this old man really 100 years old?" On a table in the middle.

Yu Li looked at her subject Yan Xiecheng and asked in disbelief.

"That's right, a hundred years old." Yan Jiecheng said while eating with a chopstick.

"It doesn't look like it."

"He's more energetic than my father. I heard you say he's a genius doctor. I've been feeling a little unwell for the past two days. Can I ask him to have a look?"

Yu Li asked again.

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Yan Jiecheng looked at Yu Li with concern.

"Recently, I always feel flustered. Going to the hospital is too expensive. My younger sister Haitang has to apply for the broadcasting exam and spent a lot of money."

Yu Li has a younger sister named Yu Haitang.

He is about the same age as He Yushui now, and in the original book, he is an announcer in the propaganda department of a rolling mill.

"Okay, I'll take you there sometime." Yan Jiecheng nodded.

Hear this answer.

Yu Li was a little disappointed. She said that she wanted Yan Jiecheng to take her to the hospital.

The result is not willing to spend the money.

"Silly Zhu, Jia Dongxu, the old man has finished drinking, you two hurry up too."

"How refreshing the old man is, you two are not happy at all."

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"Hurry up, stop dawdling."

Song Qingshan drank it for a long time, but Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu remained still.

The crowd began to urge them.

"Okay, I can't let the old man take it lightly." Sha Zhu began to pour the wine.

After drinking three glasses, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Jia Dongxu drank two glasses in a row.

Almost didn't throw up.

"Zhu Zi, let me drink it for you." Yi Zhonghai looked a little unbearable.

If you stand up, you have to block the wine for Sha Zhu.

"Stand aside, this is me marrying a wife, not you."

"Don't, don't, just think about being my brother."

Silly Zhu pointed at Yi Zhonghai.

He slapped his mouth when he spoke.

"Hahaha."

When everyone heard Sha Zhu's words, they roared with laughter.

Especially those outsiders who don't know Sha Zhu, finally understand why he married an old lady.

My brain is not bright.

"Zhuzi, what nonsense are you talking about?" Yi Zhonghai's face turned livid.

He sat down heavily.

"Drink it quickly, don't force my old man to hold his nose and drink it."

Song Qingshan raised his tone and said.

"Grandpa, don't you think I'm embarrassing our juniors? If this bottle of wine goes down, today's bridal chamber wedding night will be ruined."

Silly Zhu cried and begged for mercy.

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"Wine tastes good, and you have to keep your word. With so many people watching, do you want these relatives to say that we have no people in the courtyard and are not honest?"

Moral kidnapping.

Song Qingshan also did it at his fingertips.

"The old man is right, silly Zhu hastened to drink."

"Jia Dongxu, if you don't drink, we will do you a favor."

"Don't let you two lose the face the old man gave us."

Song Qingshan just finished speaking.

Everyone in the courtyard began to urge.

Silly riding a tiger is hard to get off.

I can only pinch my nose and drink down.

"Mom, drink some too." Jia Dongxu asked his mother for help.

"Son, I just vomited once."

Jia Zhang shook his head vigorously.