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

soon.

Song Qingshan brought Qin Huairu to the vicinity of the hut.

"Old man, why did I hear someone arguing?"

"It seems to be Jia Dongxu's mother."

Qin Huairu looked towards the cellar.

Meimou was puzzled.

The voice coming from there was very small, but Qin Huairu could still hear Jia Zhang's voice.

"Go and have a look."

With a smile on his face, Song Qingshan walked towards the cellar.

"Keep your voice down."

Then he looked back at Qin Huairu and reminded.

Hear this.

Qin Huairu just remembered that the old man came here in the middle of the night to watch the excitement.

Really like an old kid.

Qin Huairu looked at the back of her old man, covered her mouth and smiled, and then followed lightly.

The expression on his face was both nervous and excited.

It feels like being a thief.

"Damn old lady, if I don't convince you today, I won't be the first uncle in the yard."

In the cellar.

Yi Zhonghai scolded angrily.

Then there was the loud sound of slapping the photon.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes turned red.

"Tsk tsk, it's quite ruthless." Song Qingshan stood at the door of the cellar, speechless.

Qin Huairu held his old man's arm.

Little face flushed.

It sounds very relieved.

After a few minutes.

The fighting sound inside is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that it is almost coming to an end.

"Ha ha."

Song Qingshan chuckled, then raised his hand to lock the door.

Qin Huairu saw this scene.

All stunned.

My old man's hand is simply a stroke of genius.

"Let's go."

Song Qingshan turned around and whispered two words, then walked away with Qin Huairu.

"Old man, at your age, it's really not a big deal to watch the excitement."

Go back to the house.

Qin Huairu looked at her old man with crooked eyebrows.

"Why, don't you like it?" Song Qingshan put on a serious face, pretending to be slightly angry.

"I really like it." Qin Huairu smiled like a flower.

Who wouldn't like a naughty old man who loves his wife?

the other side.

Yi Zhonghai hit Jia Zhang with a bruised nose and swollen face.

He is going back.

However, when Yi Zhonghai pushed the door open, his heart suddenly sank.

"Fuck, who the hell locked the door?".

126 Jia Zhang's Lion Opens His Mouth, Exposing Yi Zhonghai's Details

Yi Zhonghai shook the door vigorously.

result.

Not moving.

The cellar was originally an air-raid shelter, so the door was made very strong.

Neither of them will necessarily be able to break apart.

"Ruined."

Yi Zhonghai's face became more and more serious, and his back was covered in cold sweat in the winter.

At first he planned to hit someone and run.

Then stay outside for the night, anyway, the people in the yard think they are still watching~ the detention center.

No matter how I doubt it - it's not on my own head.

Even if Jia Zhang's mouth is full of bites, it is estimated that not many people believe it.

However, now that he is locked in the cellar, all the plans have come to nothing, and it will be a matter of time before someone finds out.

Yi Zhonghai frowned.

Thinking quickly in his mind, which bastard would dare to bully him.

backyard.

Liu Haizhong definitely doesn't have the guts, Xu Damao will do bad things, he might.

But I heard that I am bedridden now.

Even walking is difficult, and it is absolutely impossible to come here in the middle of the night.

Then only old man Song was left in the backyard.

This old immortal.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes were uncertain, and he believed in his heart that it was Song Qingshan who did it.

"Bastard, you still fight."

Jia Zhang got up from the ground with disheveled hair, and also sensed something was wrong.

Yi Zhonghai was just about to run away.

But now he is still standing still, the door must be unable to be opened from the inside.

Jia Zhang was very excited.

As long as Yi Zhonghai can't escape, when the people from the courtyard arrive, she can take the opportunity to make use of it.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, the door can't be opened now. It's not good for either of us. Let's think about how to get out."

Yi Zhonghai turned his head to look at Jia Zhang and said foolishly.

"It's just not good for you, but it's good for my old lady."

"When the people in the courtyard come and see you beat me like this, let's see who will respect you as a great master in the future."

Jia Zhang looked proud.

"And silly Zhu, my husband, wait until he comes to see how your uncle Yi Zhonghai ends up."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Jia Zhang smiled like an old lunatic.

Although her face was swollen from the beating, she didn't feel any pain at the moment.

The fiery ones are warm in the cellar instead.

"Made, this old godly woman is not easy to fool."

Yi Zhonghai cursed inwardly.

I regret today's impulsive behavior very much in my heart, I should take it slowly and persuade Sha Zhu bit by bit.

It's okay now.

The scene was a bit irreversible.

For the first time in Yi Zhonghai's courtyard house for so many years, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

He slowed down for a long time.

After he calmed down completely, he took a look at Jia Zhang who was also silent.

Coercion will definitely not work.

Then lure.

"Well, Mrs. Jia Zhang, I did this today on impulse."

"I'll pay you ten yuan for medical expenses. When someone comes, don't talk nonsense, just say that you fell in the toilet, and then I kindly helped you to the cellar for treatment."

"Then when the wind blew, the door was closed suddenly, and we couldn't get out, so we stayed inside all night."

Yi Zhonghai thought for a long time.

So I came up with a reason that made sense.

he thinks.

With Jia Zhang's greedy personality, if you give her ten yuan, she will definitely be willing to cooperate.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are a beggar as an old lady, and you can get away with ten yuan?"

Yi Zhonghai just finished speaking.

Jia Zhang immediately said with disdain.

After being baptized by Sha Zhu's 50 yuan dowry gift, she is no longer what she used to be.

Ten dollars doesn't look good at all.

"Then I'll give you another ten yuan, that's all right." Yi Zhonghai's eyes turned cold.

"It doesn't work if you add twenty."

A once in a lifetime opportunity.

Jia Zhang would not let Yi Zhonghai go so easily.

"Fifty, this is my bottom line." Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth, planning to fool around first.

"No."

Jia Zhang was not greedy enough, and still shook his head when he heard fifty.

She knew it in her heart.

Yi Zhonghai is a fifth-level fitter with a salary of more than 50 yuan a month.

Let him only pay 50.

It didn't hurt or itch, and it didn't reach his bottom line at all.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, don't give up on me." Yi Zhonghai glared angrily.