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

When Yi Zhonghai heard Zhang Guodong's questioning, he suddenly became uneasy.

If the matter of enriching one's own pockets is found out.

That is no small crime.

"Director Zhang, calm down, it's my mistake at work, I didn't discipline the people in the courtyard well."

"Ms. Jia Zhang is usually very honest in the courtyard, but she is more doting on her grandson. Just now when I heard that you are going to put him in the juvenile detention center, I was so excited that I went crazy."

"After ten days and a half months, you will realize your mistake."

Yi Zhonghai carefully explained with a smiling face.

Zhang Guodong looked suspicious.

Then he looked at Song Qingshan and asked with a smile, "Old man, do you have anything to say?"

Everyone in the courtyard also looked at Song Qingshan in unison.

"Cough cough cough-"

Song Qingshan didn't answer, but let out a cough, which lasted for a long time, and even coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

But this is just a small prop.

Being held in Song Qingshan's mouth beforehand, it is waiting to be revealed when it attracts attention.

All the birds looked very happy.

"Old man." Qin Huairu turned pale, and quickly wiped off the blood of her old man with a handkerchief.

A pair of slender hands trembled.

"father."

"Brother-in-law."

Song Yu, Song Fei, Song Ling, Song Wu, and Qin Jingru all panicked when they saw this scene.

"Grandpa, take you to the hospital."

Zhang Guodong was terrified.

"It's okay, just go back to the house and lie down." Song Qingshan took a weak breath, then waved his hand at Zhang Guodong.

"Go, let's go home, old man."

"Don't come, don't come, you have to be strong."

"Jingru."

Qin Huairu's eyes were clouded with tears, and then she called out to her little cousin, and the two sisters supported Song Qingshan back to the backyard.

Zhang Guodong escorted them all the way behind.

It wasn't until Song Qingshan was helped to lie down on the bed that he led two police officers with sticks and Jia Zhang left the yard.

"Oh my god, old man Song is coughing up blood, it looks like he's going to die this time..."

"He deserved to die five years ago. I don't know what crooked methods he used to live for another five years, and he still has so much money left behind. It's already considered cheap for him."

"There is a Mr. Yin Yang in my hometown. When I went back to my mother's house some time ago, I asked the old man. They said that this old man took away all the blessings of the younger generation in our yard."

"Think about it, our courtyard is like a generation of young people who live in stupidity. The bachelor beats the bachelor, and the crippled cripple, whichever one falls behind."

"Lack of morality, Bang Gauge is a child, and he cares about his heart. He, Mr. Song, has so many children. He just stole an old hen from him, and he has to hold on to it. Now even his grandma is sent to the police station." , It’s really a bad thing to do.”

"That's not right, it's retribution now."

Wait for Zhang Guodong to leave.

All the people in the courtyard who were silent at first began to complain about Song Qingshan's numerous crimes.

One by one gritted their teeth.

Only a few families remained silent and returned to the house silently.

"Okay, old man Song hasn't died yet, so don't say a few words."

"Let's all go back."

Yi Zhonghai talked about the old man in front of Song Qingshan, but now he didn't bother to pretend.

Call him old man Song directly.

But compared to those old, old guys, he still kept an extra eye on them.

It's not as ugly as it sounds in front of everyone.

Yi Zhonghai waved to everyone, and soon all the people in the courtyard returned to the house.

There were only three uncles left at the meeting.

"Old Yi, now that Old Man Song is dying, should we continue to implement that strategy?"

"I don't think it's necessary."

Liu Haizhong's chubby face finally revealed a long-suppressed smile.

His heart was full of joy and his face was full of joy.

Old man Song's family lives in the backyard, and they are across the street from him, so they usually don't see each other when they look up.

Careful over the past few years.

Every time I come home from get off work in the factory, it is like entering a prison.

Even beating children at home has to close the door.

Afraid of making a big commotion and alarming Song Qingshan who is at the opposite door, he would come to find trouble for him.

Now it all goes away very quickly.

Liu Haizhong can be said to be the happiest one in the yard. When the old man kicks off, not only will he live a comfortable life, but he can finally be the king in the backyard.

"It's too early to stop now. Old man Song can still walk, and there should be ten or eight days before Lisi. Let's persevere."

"It can't be done halfway."

Yi Zhonghai pondered for a moment and said slowly.

He mainly felt sorry for the strategy he had conceived and contemplated, which had only been implemented for a few days, so he was really unwilling and unwilling.

"Besides, even if old man Song is really dead, we can't let his wild species grow up. We still have to get used to it for a while."

Yi Zhonghai added another sentence.

"Old Yi, you are too careful." Liu Haizhong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, "When the old man kicks his legs and leaves Qin Huairu as a widow to drag these children, do you think he can support himself?"

"It is estimated that in half a year, all of them will have to beg for food. Maybe one or two will starve to death someday."

Liu Haizhong swears.

This is definitely his awe-inspiring and exaggerated exaggeration.

As the saying goes.

Half a child, I will be overwhelmed.

In this difficult and resource-poor era again, a widow raised five children.

Even if there is a job, it is impossible to feed.

in the original.

Qin Huairu was already struggling just to drag the three children, if it wasn't for sucking blood from Sha Zhu.

It is estimated that Xiaodang Xiaohuaihua must starve to death.

Yi Zhonghai fell silent when he heard these words, because there was no way to refute.

"Lao Yi, Lao Liu, why do I always feel that this matter is very strange?"

"Could it be that old man Song pretended to be sick and pretended to die!"

Yan Bugui didn't say anything, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

The five-year old man is doing well.

Why is it that old man Song suddenly failed after they just made a move in this big game of chess?

Although Yan Bugui is good at calculating.

But also timid and cautious.

"Old Yan, I think you have been scared out of your wits by old man Song all these years. It's not like you didn't miss the coughing up a mouthful of blood just now. The internal bleeding can't even be carried by a young man, and you are an old man over 100 years old. Do you think you can still live?"

"You, you are too timid."

Liu Haizhong raised a hand and nodded at Yan Pugui, with contempt in his tone.

The facts are in front of us.

Are you old Yan blind?

"Old Yan, thanks to the fact that you are still a scholar, don't you know what it means to be ill?"

"When the meeting just started, I ran over to help old man Song, and I clearly felt that his hands and legs were shaking, and it was an involuntary shaking."

"This is not something that can be pretended just for the sake of pretending."

Even Yi Zhonghaihai shook his head when he heard Yan Pugui's words.

Yan Bugui smiled embarrassingly, and said awkwardly: "Be careful with the Wannian ship."

"It's okay to be cautious, but you can't lose your courage."

"That's right, I'm scared out of my wits, and I'm still quibbling here."

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong all cast contemptuous glances.

Yan Bugui's smile became even more awkward.

"Okay, let's go back as soon as possible. When we go back, we will remind our family members not to get too complacent and calm down a little bit."

"Let's celebrate after old man Song dies."

Yi Zhonghai stood up and looked at the two of them and solemnly reminded them.

"Haha, then tomorrow I have to buy firecrackers and get ready." Yan Bugui laughed.

"My family didn't dare to set off firecrackers during Chinese New Year. I bought several firecrackers and still kept them at home."

"Now it looks like it's just waiting for old man Song to kick his legs."

Liu Haizhong also laughed unscrupulously.

He had a plan in mind.

In the past two days, I sat and waited at home, sent the old man to the hospital over there, and immediately took the firecrackers to the yard and set them off.

Let go of the bad breath that has accumulated in my heart all these years.

In bangs, Yan Bugui finished speaking.

leave one after another.

"Zhu Zi is too impatient."

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to chat with his godson Shazhu, but when he opened the door, he saw that the room was empty.

Yi Zhonghai didn't have to guess at all.

I knew that silly Zhuyi must have gone to the old man Song's house in the backyard.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head helplessly.

But also understandable.

Zhu Zi has been looking forward to this day for five years. It can be said that he has been thinking about it day and night. Now that his wish has finally come true, no one can sit still.

The facts were as expected by Yi Zhonghai.

The meeting here just ended.

Silly Zhu ran to Song Qingshan's house in a panic.

It has been five full years.