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

When I come across something I like to eat while helping, I just put my hands into my mouth~.

Even if the stomach has been eaten round.

Qin Huairu was talking about a starving ghost, and there was nothing wrong with being reincarnated.

"Old man, just now your grand-disciple..."

"Don't trouble the Sun family anymore."

After reprimanding her little cousin, Qin Huairu came to her old man with a smile on her small steps.

He was interrupted by Song Qingshan waving his hand just halfway through his speech.

"Hey."

"The money owed to the Sun family has been paid off in two lifetimes."

The big wedding is over.

Everything went smoothly, Song Qingshan was in a good mood, and now he looked at the smiling daughter-in-law.

Just make fun of it.

Song Qingshan sighed heavily pretending to be sad.

Shaking his head said.

"Ah, old man, how much famine are we causing this time?" Qin Huairu's pretty face tightened upon hearing this.

She actually has a bottom line in her heart.

For this big wedding, so much furniture was added to the house, and two or three wedding dresses were bought.

Such a big hotel.

The old man in his family has a bag for a day, and more than 30 tables of banquets are served according to the highest standard.

There are also wedding companies.

All these things add up to one piece.

Qin Huairu had already made a calculation in her heart, reckoning that the 500 yuan would have to be spent in the early part.

That's not counting the three big pots of candy peanuts.

My old man spent last month.

More than 90 pieces.

How can such a big wedding be held?

Even if the old man still has some coffin books in his hand, it is still a drop in the bucket.

"I won't tell you the exact figures. When my old man kicks his legs one day, he will die."

"When the time comes, if the Sun family is chasing up debts every day, you can take the child back to your mother's house to live in."

"Hey……."

Song Qingshan sighed again.

But in my heart I was secretly happy.

Qin Huairu gritted her white teeth lightly, her face was gloomy and gloomy.

Numbers that my old man is unwilling to say.

That must be beyond imagination.

What's more, my old man has never owed anyone a penny, and now he is thinking of reneging on his debts.

That must be an unpaid bill.

Qin Huairu frowned, and after thinking for a moment, she said with a pretty face firmly: "Old man, our Song family doesn't owe anyone a penny. From now on, we will cut down on food and clothing, and save money on food and expenses. It’s not clear when I’m still alive, and we will let our children pay it back in the future.”

"I can't let you leave a bad name after you leave."

these words.

Hearing this, Song Qingshan was a little moved. The current Qin Huairu is indeed a different person from the original book.

Song Qingshan was very pleased.

"I just wronged you. I just got married to my old man, and I'm going to live a hard life."

Qin Huairu shook her head lightly, took her old man's arm, and said, "Old man, it doesn't matter if you suffer a little bit, we will definitely pay off the debt if we work together as a husband and wife."

"I can read a lot of words now. The old man will ask Director Yang tomorrow if he can arrange work first."

Qin Huairu has already made plans.

Find a job and work hard to earn money. You can't put this burden on your old man alone.

"Okay, I'll ask some time tomorrow."

Song Qingshan nodded.

This is not to tease Qin Huairu, find her a job, and get one more person's quota.

It can also cover up the things rewarded by the system.

"Don't talk about these bad things, go and see if there is any food you like on the table, go eat it quickly, or there will be no such shop after passing this village."

"From now on, the clear soup will be less watery, and I'm afraid there won't be any meaty smell in it for a month."

"Look at how much your cousin eats."

Song Qingshan raised his finger and pointed at Qin Jingru, hiccupping and stuffing it into his mouth.

"This damn girl."

Qin Huairu looked up and was speechless for a while.

but.

She doesn't have any appetite to eat now, and she is full of thoughts about how to pay off the debt.

"Old man, the money collected today is locked in the safe in the factory."

"I'll send it to you in the evening."

Seeing Qin Huairu's gloomy face, Song Qingshan couldn't bear it, after all, it was a happy day.

To tell her the truth.

Just when he opened his mouth, Director Yang suddenly came over and said.

"Not in a hurry."

Song Qingshan smiled and waved his hands.

Qin Huairu was stunned.

She had completely forgotten about the share money, but as for locking it in the safe?

Although the guests who came today did not seem simple.

But how much money can you give?

Three or five yuan is considered a big deal.

If you are more generous, it costs only ten yuan, and the Sun family accounts for a small half of the 30 or so tables.

The rest also brought their families.

Do the math.

At most, it's more than 100 yuan.

Not to mention the safe, right?

Qin Huairu was a little puzzled, and felt that Director Yang was too cautious in handling affairs for his old man.

"Mr. Song has a compassionate heart. The Living Buddha is still alive. Our restaurant will deliver these meals to those who need them according to your wishes."

Followed by Director Yang.

There is also the leader of the restaurant, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body.

Kyoto Hotel.

It is also a public-private partnership, and this middle-aged man is the top leader of the hotel.

The surname is Guan, and the single name is Li.

At the first level of cadres.

But at the moment, in front of Song Qingshan, he is very respectful, and their restaurant has hosted some banquets.

There have never been so many big names here like today.

It is simply radiant.

Simultaneously.

Guan Li respected Song Qingshan from the bottom of his heart.

So many leftovers.

And there are more big fish and big meat.

In the past, all the guests who reserved seats were packed away, just like the generous and kind old man in front of him.

"It's a small matter, nothing to worry about." Song Qingshan smiled and shook his head.

"Has the bill been settled?"

Song Qingshan asked again.

"It's already over." Guan Li replied hastily.

Speaking of checkout.

Guan Li sighed again in his heart, the old man in front of him was a great Buddha.

Several prominent figures today.

Everyone was scrambling to pay the bill for the old man, and the scene at that time made him shudder.

They are all people that they can't afford to provoke.

If you don't take money from anyone, you will definitely offend.

"Who gave it to you?"

"It's the Patriarch of the Sun family, he said he's your grandson's disciple." Guan Li replied.

"Ah."

Song Qingshan nodded, but did not ask for specific figures.

He has an account in mind.

Counting the banquet and the cigarettes, wine and sodas sent by the Sun family this time, it should be quite a lot.

Song Qingshan kept this account in his heart.

I plan to find an opportunity to return it in the future. After all, as elders, I can't let these juniors suffer.

"Director Yang, I will leave the rest of the matter to you."

"We'll go back first."

After Song Qingshan finished speaking, he immediately stood up from the chair.

A day of marriage is physical work.

Now it is only half of the past, he has to go back to recharge his batteries.

"Grandpa, don't talk about Factory Director Yang one by one, it sounds like a lot of fun."

"Call me Xiao Yang from now on."

"I told you the old man last time. If you call me Director Yang again, I won't agree."

Director Yang said with a feigned reproach.

"Okay, Xiao Yang."