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

Qin Huairu had no doubts and believed it.

"Sir, this is?" Sun Shouwu looked at the bottle in Song Qingshan's hand and asked curiously.

Sun Bergamot and Sun Baimu were equally curious.

"This is the key thing to increase your lifespan. It's called Baiwei Tang. As the name suggests, it is made from a hundred kinds of medicinal materials."

"This is three days' worth, drink one-third of it every day."

After Song Qingshan finished speaking, he handed the bottle to Sun Shouwu.

Barley soup?

The three generations of the Sun family were all surprised when they heard Song Qingshan's explanation.

Sun Shouwu reached out to take the bottle.

From the outside, the medicinal soup inside is as clear as water, and there is nothing unusual about it... 0

"Sir, can I drink now?"

Sun Shouwu smiled awkwardly, and asked impatiently.

"Drink anytime."

Song Qingshan nodded.

"Master, is the medicinal effect of this hundred-flavor soup strong? My father's body is weak and weak, and he can't stand the damage of the medicinal power."

Sun Shouwu said with some worry.

"You can rest assured that these hundreds of herbs have been boiled into one flavor, and they have neutralized each other's potency, so they won't be too aggressive."

Song Qingshan explained.

"The bergamot, since the master gave it to me with confidence, there must be no problem."

"Don't ask too much."

Sun Shouwu glared at his son, and Sun Foshou bowed slightly, not daring to ask any more questions.

"Sir, that disciple is rude."

Sun Shouwu turned around and said something to Song Qingshan, then opened the bottle and started drinking.

He first put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Colorless and odorless.

Then he raised his head and took a small sip, the taste was clear and sweet, with a slight aftertaste.

In short, the taste is very special.

Sun Shouwu took several sips in a row, then put down the bottle and closed his eyes slightly.

Endless aftertaste.

Sun bergamot and sun baimu all looked at the old man nervously.

"Ok?"

"Did the power of the medicine come so quickly?"

Sun Shouwu had just drank the Lingquan water for less than ten seconds, and she was still in the aftertaste, so she suddenly opened her eyes.

He felt a warm current surging from top to bottom.

"Father, how is it?"

Sun Fushou looked at his father's expression and asked nervously.

Sun Shouwu did not speak.

A pair of cloudy eyes gradually brightened up.

Originally wearing a thick cloak, it couldn't resist the severe cold, and when the cold wind blew, the wind leaked from all sides.

However, after drinking these few sips of medicinal soup.

The whole body gradually warmed up from the inside out, especially the cold hands and feet.

　Soon there was warmth again.

"Sir, this Hundred Flavor Soup is really the water of the gods. I just drank a few sips, and I feel refreshed and unobstructed."

After a while.Sun Shouwu looked at Song Qingshan emotionally.

he feels.

If you can persist in drinking Baiwei soup for half a year, let alone increase your life by eight years.

Even ten years can do it.

Sun Foshou and Sun Baimu, who were standing aside, heaved a sigh of relief when they heard their old man's words and saw his excited expression.

They come from a family of medicine.

Naturally, I can hear what my old man said, what it means.

This shows that the effect of the medicinal soup is unexpected.

The father and son looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Followed by.

Both father and son bowed down to Song Qingshan at the same time.

"Thank you, master, the grand master gave me the medicine."

"It's just a medicinal soup. You don't need to do this big gift. Get up."

Song Qingshan looked down at the father and son and waved.

Qin Huairu stood aside and did not speak.

I just feel that this family has a lot of etiquette, and they kneel and kowtow at every turn.

Next.

The three generations of the Sun family did not stay in Song Qingshan's house for long.

We all know that the old man is getting married tomorrow.

They all went back to discuss this matter.

After all, what happened to Song Qingshan was now the same as what happened to the Sun family.

And it was urgent.

There is still one day to prepare, so there is not much time wasted.

Then he led the Sun family out of the courtyard.

However, there were also a few juniors who were 1.1 strong and strong, helping in the yard.

forecourt.

After Yan Bugui returned home.

Take the written happy couplet to the backyard.

"Old man, I've written all the Xilian for you." With a smile on his face, Yan Bugui looked at Song Qingshan as if asking for credit.

"Well, let it go."

Song Qingshan nodded, and then had no intention of speaking.

"Old man, do you want to help you paste it?"

Yan Bugui came this time not only to send off the happy couplet, but also wanted to hear from Song Qingshan about the wedding tomorrow.

But old man Song didn't speak for a long time.

Yan Bugui was too embarrassed to ask directly, so he found an excuse and pretended to help first.

"No need, go do your work!"

Song Qingshan said lightly.

Then, in front of Yan Bugui, he ordered the younger generations of the Sun family to post happy couplets.

Patriarch ordered.

All the descendants of the Sun family were respectful and started posting the happy couplets.

"The situation isn't right. Old man Song doesn't seem to need us."

"There's no need for us to be better. Anyway, there will be a banquet in the yard tomorrow. I don't believe that we won't be allowed to eat at the table."

"That's right, he has so many disciples and grandchildren, he will definitely use our table, and then we can eat while leaning on the table."

"So I'll have to wash the table first."

"Go, go to work quickly, and ask for a day off tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, I forgot if I didn't say it."

The people in the courtyard looked at the younger generations of the Sun family who were busy posting happy couplets, all of them still dreaming of eating and drinking for nothing.

"Old man, we're getting married tomorrow, and I'm a little nervous."

Qin Huairu took his old man's arm.

A pretty face flushed nervously.

"There's nothing to be nervous about, they're almost old couples."

Song Qingshan said angrily.

the next day.

The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Before dawn, the yard was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and firecrackers were fired.

Be beaming.

159 Qin Huairu's Astonishing Action During the Wedding

"Beep beep..."

The sky was just slightly bright, and the whistle of the car rang through the entrance of the courtyard and alley.

"My God, such a small car?"

"Have all the cars in Forty-Nine City come to join in the fun?"

"Tsk tsk, the scene is really big."

"All the leaders of the factory are here, old man Song really looks great."

In the courtyard alley.

Crowds of people.

All the people in the courtyard looked around and saw cars lined up in a long queue at the entrance of the alley.

Everyone was shocked.

Especially when I saw the leaders of the rolling mill, it was considered a great honor for the employees in the factory to invite four or five to attend their weddings.

Results now.

The employees of the dry-squeezing factory in the courtyard saw that all the leaders of the factory were present.

And stand aside on a bicycle.

In front of this long dragon-like car, it seems so insignificant.

It was astonishing.

Alley mouth.

Leading the charge is an extraordinary wedding car.