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

She treats Qin Huairu Song Qingshan.

The resentment is overwhelming.

As long as this family is mentioned, they will curse.

"Keep it back, the old man is almost [-] grams." Sha Zhu shook his head helplessly when he heard the words.

There was no further conversation.

at this time.

Outside the courtyard gate, in the alley.

Three or four children were playing firecrackers.

It was Song Qingshan's children, although Lou Xiao'e was pregnant more than 20 days earlier than Qin Huairu.

But Qin Huairu was born earlier than Lou Xiaoe.

therefore.

Song Qingshan has four sons and two daughters.

Qin Huairu had the eldest son Song Yu, the third son Song Fei, the fourth son Song Wu, the fifth daughter Song Ling, and the youngest daughter Song Yi.

Lou Xiaoe's second son, Song Yun.

The children are usually sorted in this way, and they don't treat Song Yun as an outsider.

Treat him like your second brother, your younger brother.

It's just today's New Year's Eve.

Song Yun is at his mother's place, so Song Yu, Song Wu, Song Fei, and Song Ling are the only brothers and sisters at the door.

Song Yi, the youngest, can't walk yet.

"Brother, quickly let go of these firecrackers, our mother will let us go out to play for a while, and we will be beaten when we go back late."

The youngest Seinfeld.

He is the most obedient among several children, and he has been obedient and obedient since he was a child.

It saved Song Qingshan a lot of heart.

"Third brother, you are too timid. Our mother is afraid of our father. Our father said, as long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, you can play as long as you want."

The fourth son Song Wu.

As the name suggests, Song Qingshan seems to be the most troublesome.

"Heh, a group of little bastards are all big cowards."

Song Wu just finished speaking.

A child walked out of the yard, with a shaved pot head, and sneered disdainfully.

It's the stick.

169 Sticks show their unique skills, and they become crippled directly! ! !

Eldest brother Song Yu, second brother Song Yun.

Four years old this year.

Five years after this year.

The third child, Song Yun, was three years old, and the latter was four years old.

The fourth child, Song Wu, and the fifth child, Song Ling, are a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, who will be three years old after the Chinese New Year.

The youngest, Song Yi, just turned one year old.

So count down.

Qin Huairu has never been idle these years.

Banggen, Song Yu, and Song Yun are children of the same age.

But it looks half a head short.

He is not even as tall as Seinfeld, who is one year younger, except that the food in Song Qingshan's family is good, and the children have never been short of mouths when they grow up.

The most important point is that these children have been drinking spiritual spring water since childhood.

Whether it is height or physical fitness.

All are different from ordinary people.

All of them spoke and walked earlier, and were extremely intelligent, not like four or five-year-old children at all.

He looked at least two years older than his peers.

It all depends on the miraculous effect of Lingquan water.

but.

Stick stem also looks chubby, although not as good as the children of Song Jia, but he is a bit more mature compared to his peers, this is entirely due to Jia Zhang's pampering.

All the white flour steamed buns at home are eaten by the grandson.

As for the granddaughter Xiaodang.

Thin skin.

Occasionally eating white flour steamed buns at home was scolded by Jia Zhang as a loser.

The appearance and temper of the stick are exactly the same as in the original book.

Every day the nostrils are upturned.

It seems that no one is angry, which is completely opposite to his old man Jia Dongxu.

at this time.

Stick had just finished the New Year's Eve dinner when he heard the sound of cannons being fired outside.

Run out quickly.

Seeing that they were indeed the children of the Song family, what he was most unconvinced in this courtyard was the bastards that these grandmas often talked about.

Although I have been beaten by these brothers all these years.

But the stick is still not convinced.

The main reason is because they are all children who grew up in the same courtyard.

Why do you eat, wear, and play better than me?

The stick is jealous and envious.

Especially when the new year comes, these bastards of the Song family wear new clothes each.

I still have fudge in my pocket every day.

The stick is starved to death.

Two days ago, I made a fuss about eating fudge for my grandma, and I ended up buying some rock candy.

Bitter and hard.

"Bang, I haven't beaten you for two days, is it itchy again?"

Song Yu has the demeanor of a big brother.

Seeing that the 30 sticks came out to provoke, he immediately protected his younger siblings behind him.

Glaring at the stick.

"Brother, what do you say to this little bastard, our father has already said it, as long as he dares to swear, he will fight directly."

Don't look at Song Wu is only four years old.

The long tiger head and tiger brain are a warlike madman, and he clenched his fist when he saw the stick.

If it wasn't for the big brother who stopped him, he would have gone up and beat people up.

"Hmph, what's the point of fighting?" Bang Geng sneered, his face full of disdain.

But he took a step back.

"If you guys are good, let's fight hard today and see who is the most violent among the children in this courtyard."

"Fight hard?"

"How to fight?"

Song Yu looked at the sticks curiously. They were all children, and they were more competitive.

"I dare to hold the lighted firecrackers."

"Do you dare?"

"If you don't have the guts to admit it, you will have to call me big brother when you see me in the yard."

The stick has its nostrils upturned, with a look of air on its face.

"Brother, let's not let him play, isn't he a fool?" Xiao Song Ling frowned when she heard Bang Geng's words.

Her temperament is ghostly, lively and lovely.

I think Sticky is not fighting hard.

It's more stupid.

"I know you dare not, then I will be your big brother from now on."

"Song Ling, give me some jellybeans first, and show respect to elder brother."

Stick stem looked at Song Ling and stretched out his hand to ask for it directly.

"Brother, he really needs to be beaten." Xiao Song was so angry that he puffed up his cheeks.

"Then hit."

Song Wu shook his arms and legs, and was about to rush up and beat the stick first.

"Wait a minute."

Song Yu grabbed his younger brother.

"Bang, you can only talk big, if you really dare to make a firecracker, show us."

"Okay, let you be convinced."

BangGong didn't hesitate when he heard the words, and nodded with confidence.

"Third brother, give the firecrackers and incense to the stick."

Song Yu glanced at the third younger brother Song Fei, they all finished their firecrackers,

Only Seinfeld has a few left.

"it is good."

The third child, Seinfeld, is a quiet little boy who doesn't fight or snatch at home.

Even Qin Huairu often said that this child was cast in the wrong birth, and should have been a little girl.

But quiet is quiet.

It doesn't mean that he has no blood, he belongs to the kind of weak scholar.

Facing a bad boy like Sticky.

Seinfeld is not too reluctant, he often beats up with his elder brother and younger brother.

Now hear what Big Brother said.

Seinfeld handed the firecrackers in his hand, and a session of incense that was about to end, to the stick.

"Keep your eyes wide open. Today, the young master will let you learn a lot."

Stick stick took the firecracker and incense from Seinfeld.