Marrying into a poor family

Zhang Lao Er, Zhang Lao San and Xiao Lian came to Qin's house from the escort agency with Qiao Dazhuang.

Needless to say, Xiao Lian is now prosperous and all he has to do is follow the second master every day, especially since his surname is Xiao Minglian, he considers himself a member of the Xiao family.

Qiao Dazhuang also hung out with the two brothers before they got married, but once they got married, their relationship was not as deep as before, because Qiao Dazhuang had to go back to sleep with his wife every night.

The good times did not last long, Qiao Dazhuang died, Zhang Laoer and Zhang Laosan were very uncomfortable, but Zhang Laoer also had a hint of happiness in his heart: Qiao Dazhuang died, then he should be the boss guarding this place in the future. .

He also envied Qiao Dazhuang and Xiao Lian. Even if Qiao Dazhuang died, it would be because of an accident and because of Li Siniang.

But he enjoyed many benefits before he died. Who wouldn't want a soft jade and fragrant wife? If he catches Qin Xiang's eye, maybe he can marry Qingcan or Qinggu to him.

But what's going on right now?

They were summoned to the front yard early in the morning.

Qin Xiang was sitting under the eaves, and the person who lectured them was a burly, middle-aged man with sharp eyes.

In short, in one sentence, this man's name is Uncle Qi, and he will be in charge of all the guards in the family from now on. In other words, Zhang Laosan's hopes were dashed, and Uncle Qi took Qiao Dazhuang's place.

"Starting from tomorrow, we will train twice in the morning and evening. If you are still so weak and fragile after a month, then get out of here." Uncle Qi's voice was not loud, but it could not be argued.

However, there are always those who are not convinced.

At this time, Zhang Laosan jumped out and said dissatisfied: "Uncle Qi, our big brother's body is still cold, why do you order us?"

Uncle Qi stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Laosan's shoulder with one hand, and lifted him up without using much force. Zhang Laosan waved his hand in the air and shouted. The rest of the people were stunned, including Qin Xiang who was in the corridor.

She murmured: "Uncle Qi, he is indeed extraordinary."

Over there, Uncle Qi placed Zhang Laosan firmly on the ground again, then glanced at everyone and said: "Starting tomorrow, we will train in the morning and evening, what do you want?"

Who else wouldn't want to? If you don't want to, you can only hold it in.

After finishing the matter here, Uncle Qi walked towards Qin Xiang, and Qin Xiang motioned to Uncle Qi to sit opposite and drink tea.

"Uncle Qi, what did you do before you came to our house?" Qin Xi asked directly.

Uncle Qi also smiled calmly: "I am a wanderer with no legitimate profession. Later, by chance, I met my husband. He used a trick to make me agree to protect him for ten years. Later, we got along for a long time. There are feelings, no, after fulfilling his last wish, I have nowhere to go, so I came to find you."

When he was young, he liked to wander around, thinking it was chivalrous. Unfortunately, now that he has gained freedom, he has worries and is unwilling to wander.

"Uncle Qi came to you to ask for a stable life, but you can't drive me away." After finishing speaking, Uncle Qi also made a joke.

Qin Xiang looked at Uncle Qi's smiling face and also smiled: "I really hope that Uncle Qi can stay. My mother and I are very happy."

When talking about mother, I also paid special attention to Uncle Qi's eyes. If Qin Xiang was really only 16 or 17, she would naturally not be able to understand the fleeting tenderness in Uncle Qi's eyes, but Qin Xiang, who had experienced so much, could not understand How could you not see it?

"Uncle Qi, who is my husband?" Qin Xiang asked again, as if he wanted to get to the bottom of the matter.

"He, I really don't know."

Uncle Qi told a story from the past.

Uncle Qi was a wild man when he was young, wandering around with a shuriken.

It sounds cool and unrestrained, but in fact most of them are poor. Unless you are willing to kill people, steal goods, rob homes, or do shady things for wealthy people, you will have no money at all.

Moreover, he was inevitably injured from time to time. Uncle Qi met his husband when he was injured and fled into a thatched hut near the mountain forest. Mr. Mr. Wearing an old Taoist robe, he was sitting in the fenced yard pounding medicinal herbs. Of course, he later learned that those were spices.

Although the medicinal aromas have the same origin, the methods of use are still different.

However, the husband just used the fragrant medicine at home to cure him, but he also used some unspeakable methods to make Uncle Qi stay.

"I really don't know where he came from before, and I don't care. As for whether he is a prince or a nobleman or a down-and-out scholar, what do I do? He saved my life, I just repay the favor."

Although she was half convinced and half doubtful, since Uncle Qi said so, Qin Xi could only believe it.

"Uncle Qi, do you know about the sphenoid bone?"

Uncle Qi's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, his eyes quickly swept across Qin Xiang's face, he put the tea cup down again, calmed down all his emotions, and asked in a deep and stern voice: "What are you asking about?" ?”

Qin Xiang did not flinch at all, and repeated calmly and clearly: "Die, Gu!"

Uncle Qi did not answer immediately, but looked at Qin Xiang quietly for a while before shaking his head: "I don't know."

Immediately, he asked again: "Where have you heard of the sphenoid bone?"

"I have heard it from several places. The point is not where I heard it, but the sphenoid bone seems to be more closely involved with me, and I have never heard of such an organization before."

"Don't worry about these things, just leave it to me." After a pause, Uncle Qi frowned and asked, "I'm going to see Qiao Dazhuang."

Qin Xiang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Uncle Qi also suspects that Qiao Dazhuang's death is related to the sphenoid bone?"

"I told you not to think so much about a child, just give birth to the child with peace of mind." Uncle Qi said something very rare and harsh.

But Qin Xiang was still not afraid and said calmly: "Uncle Qi, a lot of things have happened in the six months since you left. I am no longer a child. Look, I am going to be a mother and the wife of this courtyard. I can't do anything but just give birth to a child in peace and foolishness."

"Uncle Qi, if I am an ignorant Silly Le, when something really happens, what else can I do besides panic?"

Uncle Qi sighed: "Your husband just doesn't trust you, so he told me to protect you and your mother!"

Qin Xiang suddenly smiled brightly, poked her head forward, showing a bit of a little daughter's air, blinked her eyes and asked: "Uncle Qi, are you coming back for me or for someone else?"

Uncle Qi's rough and tough face suddenly became a little uncomfortable. He stood up suddenly and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to see Qiao Dazhuang."

Just as he was about to leave, he turned back and said, "Whether he died at the hands of the sphenoid bone, I won't know until I see him."

This means that he knows the sphenoid bone and is familiar with its killing methods?

Qin Xiang felt that she understood correctly, and once again she had a deeper question in her mind?

Who exactly is Mr. Where did Uncle Qi learn his martial arts skills from? Uncle Qi, did he like his mother after all, so he resolutely returned to their house after dealing with his husband's affairs?

Uncle Qi arrived in front of Qiao Dazhuang's mourning hall, and Xiao Chenyu accompanied him to offer incense. No matter his status or age, the deceased was the oldest, so this incense must be offered.

Then, he said to Qiao San and Li Siniang: "I want to open the coffin to see the cause of Qiao Dazhuang's death. Is that okay?"

Li Siniang suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened. Before she nodded, she heard Qiao San say: "Of course you can, Uncle Qi please."

The two of them were actually about the same age, and calling him Uncle Qi was just a sign of respect. Just by the momentum with which he walked in, Qiao San knew that this person was something special.