Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Without waiting for Zhao Li to be polite, Song Yunuan poured all the dried vegetables in the bag onto the chopping board outside Sister Zhao's house.

Zhao Li looked at a pile of green shredded beans and dried mushrooms with a unique fragrance. These are not easy to get now, unless you spend money to buy them in the countryside, but if you are caught and fined, no one dares to go.

"Xiao Nuan, you are so polite. I don't even know what to say. Thank you."

Song Yunuan said angrily: "Sister, if you are so polite to me, I won't dare to eat steamed dumplings next time."

Zhao Li is also a cheerful person.

She asked the three brothers and sisters to come into the room to talk, and also made malted milk for them to drink.

Song Yunuan said that she was going to the fertilizer factory and to see her uncle. She didn't have time today, so she would go inside to talk when she had time.

When Song Yunuan came out, Song Mingbo said, "Xiao Nuan, did you really meet her today?"

Before Song Yunuan could speak, Ah Sheng raised his hand: "It's my first time for my sister to come to the city. I guarantee this."

Suddenly, he reacted.

I cried loudly: "Sister, are you my biological sister? You didn't even leave any steamed dumplings for me, wuwu..."

Song Yunuan's eyes widened: "Didn't you eat orange candies? My mother can make steamed dumplings, but can my mother make orange candies?"

Xiaopangdun wiped away his tears and sobbed: "No."

"I'm not willing to eat any of the orange candies!" Song Yunuan said aggrievedly.

Song Mingsheng hurriedly comforted Song Yunuan: "My sister is the best, and Ah Sheng likes her the most."

Song Mingbo smiled. He happily helped his sister mail the letter, and then the three siblings squatted in the sunny area of ​​the post office and talked quietly.

"Brother, you also understand the situation of our family. The old miracle doctor is in a private house in the north of the city. Let's go to him for help now. Then you pretend to know fortune telling and figure out where his daughter is, but don't tell him yet. Wait. He will talk about it after seeing Lin Zhiqing."

Song Mingbo blinked and froze for a few seconds before asking: "So, where is his daughter?"

"Struggle Commune Lishu Brigade!"

Song Mingbo:......

I don't want to believe it, but my sister swears by it so I can't help but believe it.

Old Song family, is this a pie falling from the sky?
No, no, no, it’s a little fairy!

The old miracle doctor is actually also named Ji, and people around him call him Lao Jitou.

His hair is gray and his clothes are shabby.

But there is a sense of magnanimity about him.

He is now a temporary worker in a scrap factory, traveling around the streets collecting junk, and sometimes he is away from home for a month.

But today, he happened to be at home.

This is the yard he rented. It's not big. There are a lot of scraps in the yard, and they are neatly tidied up.

Saw the three of them coming in.

Lao Ji said without raising his head or eyes: "I won't sell the scraps here."

Song Yunuan winked at Song Mingbo.

Song Mingbo was a little nervous and didn't know how to speak.

Song Yunuan could only lower her voice: "Grandpa, my eldest brother can tell fortunes. He can figure out where your daughter is."

Ji Lao paused while sorting the waste paper.

He slowly raised his head and smiled: "Calculate where it is. If it is true, I promise to keep my word."

Song Yunuan looked at Mr. Ji in confusion. He kept his word. What did he say?

"I've prepared 5000 yuan. As long as it's true, I promise to give you every penny."

Song Yunuan understood, oh, the old man even offered a reward.

She really doesn't know this.

He pushed the elder brother and said, "Hurry up and figure it out."

Song Mingbo stared at Mr. Ji, and then let out a surprised sigh.

The old man was destined to be either rich or noble, so how did he end up in such a miserable state?

But that's not what he wanted to say.

Song Mingbo said as discussed just now: "Grandpa, your daughter has lost her memory and is now in a certain brigade in a certain commune. As long as grandpa agrees to help me go to the county hospital to treat a person's leg, no matter the result is good or bad, we will Tell your daughter where she is.”

A certain commune or a brigade?

Ji Lao looked at the two teenagers displeased.Instead of studying hard, he took his little brother out to cheat.

He held back his anger, stood up, and said, "Okay, you guys wait in the yard, I'll be back in a minute."

Song Yunuan and Song Mingbo both became happy.

Grandpa is so kind, so I agreed.

But who would have thought that a few minutes later, the door was pushed open and two neighborhood committee ladies arrived.

"Where are you from? You have to ask your parents for this. It is unacceptable to engage in feudal superstition at a young age."

Song Yunuan glanced at the angry Mr. Ji and saw what else he didn't understand.

"Let's go to the neighborhood committee. I have to educate you."

I dare not argue with this.

The three siblings walked out of Mr. Ji's yard dejectedly.

The neighborhood committee was not far away. Song Yunuan looked around, thinking of a way to escape. The next moment, her eyes suddenly widened.

What a coincidence!

【Little brother’s car! 】

Gu Huai'an in the car was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw two neighborhood committee aunts, Song Yunuan, a boy and a child, standing by the wall on the right.

I saw the car coming and gave way to them.

[Handsome little brother, do you dare to get out of the car and let me take a look? 】

Gu Huaian's face darkened.

Don't squint your eyes, just pretend you can't hear.

Superficial little girl!
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Ten minutes later, the three siblings, who were receiving criticism and education at the neighborhood committee, were taken back by Mr. Ji.

Neither Gu Huaian nor his car was seen.

Ji Lao remembered what Huai'an said just now.

"I had a relationship with that little girl."

"She probably wants you to help an educated youth from Beijing whose leg was broken by her husband."

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Maybe they really know where your daughter is!"

Ji Lao locked the courtyard door.

He didn't change clothes, but he was carrying a canvas satchel.

Song Yunuan quickly thanked her.

Ah Sheng licked his lips and asked in a low voice: "Brother and sister, I still want to go to the neighborhood committee to receive criticism and education, is that okay?"

Crowd: ...

The little guy looks cute. At the neighborhood committee just now, the aunts felt sorry for him and criticized his older brothers and sisters for not doing business properly.

Then seeing the little guy's uneasy look, an aunt even made a cup of malted milk for Asheng.

No wonder he was reluctant to leave when he left.

Ji Lao, who looked gloomy, felt much better.

He also touched Asheng’s head and said, “Don’t imitate your brothers and sisters.”

Nanshan No. 1 Civil Hospital is not far from the north of the city and can be reached in about 20 minutes.

On the way, Song Mingbo glanced at Mr. Ji several times, hesitating to speak.

"If you have something to say, just say it and let it go!" Mr. Ji scolded.

Song Mingbo scratched his head and chuckled: "It's okay, I'm just curious that the female disciple you took in when you were young, Grandpa Ji, should have had a marriage with you, but it was abruptly broken off. How strange..."

The next moment, Song Yunuan covered her mouth and watched in shock as her eldest brother was kicked to the ground by the angry Mr. Ji.

So, is this true or false?

Ji Lao walked forward without squinting, but his heart was in turmoil.

The memories of the past come flooding back.

People in Nanshan County don’t know about this, not even close friends.

Little brat, there's something!
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