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

Yi Zhonghai roared angrily.

Obviously it was Shazhu who beat people first, but Yi Zhonghai brought three uncles to put pressure on Jia Zhang as soon as he opened his mouth.

Blatantly favoring Sha Zhu.

"Jia Zhang, you think it's still the same as before. You can fool things around by just rolling around. Don't think things are so simple. If Mr. Song's old hen is really stolen by a stick, you can't blame it. past."

"I advise you to stand aside obediently."

With one hand behind his back, Liu Haizhong raised his other hand and pointed at Jia Zhang with a stern expression.

He used to be afraid of Jia Zhang.

He scratched his face so much that he can still see the scars, but now the three uncles in the courtyard are of one mind.

Except for old man Song.

No matter who you clean up, it's the same as playing.

Yan Bugui was good at calculating, so he didn't follow this muddy water. Their family and Jia Zhang's are neighbors.

I usually don't see you when you look up.

If the relationship becomes too tense, and he is chased and scolded by this damn old woman every day, he is a learned person, and he has no place to put his old face.

"Yi Zhonghai, if you don't say that Shazhu beat someone, you really treat him like your own son. It's unfair for you to favor him like this. Of course, my wife will not accept it."

"It is said that our family sticks stole the old hen from old man Song's house. What evidence is there?"

"Just because they saw it, don't think that I don't know that those are your apprentices. Maybe you have colluded long ago, just to harm our family."

"A little bastard, an old bastard, not a single good thing."

Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai with vicious eyes and cursed.

She refused to admit it.

I plan to stick it out.

Song Qingshan put his hands in his hands and kept silent all the time. Only now did he realize that pretending to be sick is also a physical effort.

You worked very hard.

Especially in front of so many people, every move is watched by the people in the courtyard.

If it is not done well, it will fall short.

"Look, what's in the stick pocket?"

Suddenly, someone seemed to have discovered something, and pointed at the stick that was still lying on the ground and shouted.

Everyone looked down.

"Chicken feathers, chicken feathers."

A few pieces of chicken feathers scattered directly from the pocket of the stick, which Sha Zhu secretly stuffed in this morning.

Just to create an ironclad proof.

Stick was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, but when he heard this, he quickly took out his pocket.

He took out a few more pinches of chicken feathers.

He wears this blue padded jacket every day, knowing that there is nothing in his pockets, so he warms his hands with the cuffs every day.

No pocket at all.

"That's right, it's the feathers of our old hen. It's purple. I remember it most clearly."

Qin Jingru saw these handfuls of chicken feathers.

I recognized it immediately.

She takes good care of these old hens every day, so she can recognize them naturally.

"Jia Zhang, the evidence is solid, how can you argue this time?"

"It was your stick that stole it."

"Now that we have all the physical witnesses, old man, do you think we should pay the money or should we report the case?"

Yi Zhonghai looked at Song Qingshan and asked for instructions.

"Cough cough cough-"

"She stole an old hen from my old man's house today at a young age, and she can steal money the day after tomorrow, but she can't kill people and set fire the day after tomorrow. Losing money can't solve the appointment problem."

"Cough cough cough-"

Song Qingshan said a few words weakly, and coughed several times before and after.

"Okay, since the old man said so, let's report the case."

Yi Zhonghai looked at his reliable apprentice.

His eyes beckoned him to report the crime.

The apprentice was also very obedient, and immediately ran out of the yard.

"It was him, it was Shazhu who ordered me to steal it, it doesn't matter if I follow."

No matter how big a stick is, it's as big as a kid.

He was also a five or six-year-old child, and when he heard the report, he immediately panicked, got up from the ground, and pointed at the fool and shouted.

"Oh, you finally admitted that you stole it."

"Everyone heard it."

Sha Zhu sneered, he had already cleaned up the traces.

So I am not afraid of the stick to bite back.

"So what, my grandson said, the mastermind is you silly Zhu, and when the people from the police station come, they will take you away."

Jia Zhang guarded his grandson behind him.

Still planning to go down.

"Do you think everyone believes it or not, when did the stick steal something, it was not on my fault?"

"What evidence do you have?"

Silly Zhu spread his hands and said indifferently.

The old hen has already eaten into the stomach.

All traces have also been cleaned up, if this can be blamed on myself.

Unless disemboweled.

So Sha Zhu didn't panic at all.

"Shazhu is right. BangGou has done all the bad things all these years because of him. He has often blamed Shazhu. In the end, it turns out that it has nothing to do with Shazhu."

"Silly Zhu has been wronged many times, but this time the nature is bad, and I can't spare the stick again."

"Severely punish the stick, and give Mr. Song's family justice."

as predicted.

When everyone heard Sha Zhu's words, they all turned towards him.

There are even some originally neutral residents.

They all stood up and spoke for Sha Zhu.

Stick has indeed relied on silly stigmas for a lot of things over the years, and this time it can be regarded as a wolf coming.

"An old hen is only worth a few dollars, and we lose money."

I can't stand it any longer.

Only then did Jia Zhang think of losing money, "Qin Huairu, if you give your family fifty cents, it will be considered as selling the old hen to us."

"Your fifty cents are made of gold."

Qin Huairu didn't bother to talk to Jia Zhang, and Qin Jingru who was on the side was not happy when he heard this.

Don't say it's fifty cents.

Even a dollar can't buy the old hen that their family has raised for a year or two.

"Qin Jingru, you are a girl from the countryside, don't think that you are a city person after living in the city for a few years."

"Giving you fifty cents is a way of respecting you. Don't be ignorant. Our stick is only five years old this year. Even if we steal your old hen and wait for the police to come, there is nothing we can do about him."

"I advise you to accept it as soon as you see it."

Mrs. Jia Zhang put on a generous expression, as if giving fifty cents was like a gift.

"Then wait for the police to come."

Song Qingshan said with a strong breath.

Jia Zhang heard this.

My heart sank.

She knew that this old thing had something to do with the police station, in case the other party took sides.

Estimated to pay more.

"One yuan, let's forget about our family paying one yuan." Mrs. Jia Zhang gritted her teeth.

But no one paid her any attention.

Even Qin Jingru didn't bother to scold the old woman.

"Master Yi, our family has given in and is willing to pay for it. You can't hold on to it. Our family is still a child."

Seeing that the Song family ignored him.

Jia Zhang turned her head to look at Yi Zhonghai again, just now he was still a bastard.

Now he changed his name to Uncle Yi.

"It's useless for you to intercede with me. The old man in this courtyard only counts what he says. Even the three of us have to listen to what he decides."

Yi Zhonghai blamed everything on Song Qingshan.

And took the opportunity to raise Song Qingshan again.

Although the old guy seems to be dying, he has accumulated a lot of connections over the years.

More to the time of death.

In my hometown, I might jump over the wall in a hurry and find someone to clean them up, so Yi Zhonghai became more careful at this time.

Wait until the day you are completely bedridden.

Can't move.

That's not up to you.

"Yes, the old man keeps his word. No matter what we say, we will listen to it. Just wait for the police to come."

Liu Haizhong seemed to be Yi Zhonghai's answer.

No matter what you say, you will follow suit.

"Silly Zhu, for the sake of our husband and wife relationship, please intercede for me. Banggan has not stopped calling you grandpa all these years."

Jia Zhang looked at Shazhu again and said.

"Go away, your uncle's grandfather, believe it or not, I am calling you loudly?"

"In the future, if I hear the stick call out again, don't blame me for being rude to a child like him."

It's okay not to mention the couple.

Mentioning this matter, Sha Zhu had the urge to beat Jia Zhang to death.

Especially in front of Qin Huairu.

Jia Zhang was completely out of moves.

but.