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

People also know the rules.

It is also easy to work.

If Master married her, he should be able to live a comfortable life for two years.

"Miss Qin, don't bother me. I'll leave after sitting down for a while. I have to go back and get medicine for my father."

Seeing Qin Huairu going to the stove to make dumplings.

Director Yang waved his hand to stop.

"How can I do that? I'm already home, so I have to have a meal before leaving!"

"It won't take long, it will be ready soon."

"Old man, where is our house?"

Qin Huairu rolled up her cotton cuffs, ready to knead the dough first, and then chop the dumpling stuffing.

in this era.

Alcoholic yeast is used for steamed buns.

Qin Huairu looked around.

Found no one at home.

So she has to wake up with Haomian for a while, or else she will turn into dead lumps after a while.

"Miss Qin, I really don't need it. Let's just sit down."

Director Yang stood up.

politely refuse.

"Old man." Qin Huairu didn't know whether he should stay or not, and looked at Song Qingshan for help.

"Don't be so busy."

"Director Yang's father is still waiting to drink the medicine."

"I won't stay."

Song Qingshan waved his hand, signaling Qin Huairu to stop for now.

"Old man, at your age, you are all my grandparents, so don't talk about factory director Yang, I feel ashamed to hear that."

"You can just call me Xiao Yang from now on."

Director Yang said with a smile.

He lowered his status in this way not only because of his kindness in saving his father in Song Qingshan.

And in the future, he will rely on Song Qingshan to help him earn favors.

Song Qingshan smiled without saying a word.

"Okay then, old man, you can sit down first, I'll go first."

"You've been busy all morning, so don't go to work in the afternoon. I'll write you an approval slip for going out to see a doctor later."

A doctor in the rolling mill medical room.

Not only do workers have to sit in the factory to treat workers, but if workers take sick leave if they are seriously ill.

The doctors in the rolling mills are also responsible for going out for consultations.

This does not count as leave.

Wages will not be deducted.

"Master, I'm leaving first, and I need to go back and clean up this set of needles first."

Zhang Yilin also stood up from the small bench.

The set of needles has been held by him in his hand.

"Row."

Song Qingshan nodded.

"Miss Song, next time I will eat the dumplings you made, I hope I won't call you Miss Song when I come next time."

"It's Madam Song."

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The past few days have been more scumbags, and the big plot hasn't progressed much. The writing has become more routine. The author is harvesting wheat at home and just came back today.

Tomorrow the plot will start to explode.

The little author came to add more rules.

The evaluation votes rose to 5000, ten more.

Flowers rose to [-], ten more.

The monthly ticket is raised to 50, ten more.

46 Crouching Dragon Possesses His Bangs! ! ! (first update)

Mrs. Song?

This title is very useful to Qin Huairu.

in countryside.

The most polite address for a man is daughter-in-law.

usually.

They all have one wife and one mother.

Where did you hear Mrs. What?

And it was still shouted from the mouth of a big factory manager.

This made Qin Huairu feel strange emotions in his heart.

It was as if she had suddenly become an official wife.

into high society.

but.

Qin Huairu has the most emotions in her heart now.

is worried.

It is worrying about gains and losses.

My old man has a high salary and is generous.

It's great outside.

It can make the director of a large factory respect him.

And relying on the face of the old man, he can find a decent job.

These add up.

Let Qin Huairu have a great dependence on the old man and a strong sense of security.

But it was like a dream again.

She was afraid of waking up.

Suddenly he was kicked out.

Or the old man next to the pillow will never wake up from sleep.

"Director Yang, Mr. Zhang, take your time and I'll see you off."

Qin Huairu put away her complicated emotions.

Said with a red face.

"Don't send Miss Qin off, take good care of the old man."

"Miss Qin stay here."

"Master, let's go."

Director Yang and Zhang Yilin walked out of the house one after the other.

The driver Xiao Hu has already gone one step ahead to start the car.

"Director, why did you leave so soon?"

"Stay a little longer, director."

Outside.

Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong had just finished arguing.

There was no winner.

But Xu Damao felt that he had won, and Liu Haizhong was not pleasing to the eye in the backyard.

This time the scolding is really relieved.

But Liu Haizhong was very aggrieved, his face was so red with anger that his neck was thick, and he came over to curry favor with Director Yang.

In the end, Xu Damao pointed at his nose and scolded him first.

Not only did good things get mixed up.

He also lost face in front of Director Yang.

Liu Haizhong now hates Xu Damao to the bone.

"Xu Damao hurry up and deliver the quilt to the old man."

Factory Manager Yang didn't look good when he saw these two people.

Said with a straight face.

"Director, I will report."

"Xu Damao wants to occupy the things you sent. He just dragged me outside on purpose, just to take the things back to his home after you leave."

"Grandpa Song is so old, he must not dare to ask him for it, Xu Damao is sure of this."

"He's just a scumbag, a shameless fellow."

"Many people in this courtyard know about it. If you don't believe me, go ask about it."

Liu Haizhong looked at Director Yang and said suddenly and quickly.

What the hell! ! !

In the bangs, how dare you bully Lao Tzu?

After Xu Damao heard these words.

Fuck on the spot.

It was absolutely unexpected that Liu Haizhong would do such a trick suddenly.

I was caught off guard.

Although Liu Haizhong has great ambitions and few talents.

But Gou jumped over the wall when he was in a hurry.

So in desperation, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Xu Damao, you are quite courageous!"

Factory Manager Yang narrowed his eyes and stared at Xu Damao, he was dubious about this.

But even if there is a slight possibility.

He also has to track it down.