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

A stench pervaded the air, but at this moment, no one dared to cover their noses or make a sound.

They all looked at Song Qingshan with pale faces.

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This old man is really a goddamn evil god descending to earth, his domineering aura is unmatched.

It has been explained twice.

Even the idioms and allusions are clearly stated, you are still not satisfied.

Also let the explanation explain.

Isn't this deliberately embarrassing?

"Pfft-"

The scene was silent.

However, Qin Huairu let out a chuckle, the anger accumulated in her heart just now.

All of a sudden it disappeared.

"Father is so domineering, he scared everyone in the yard to death."

"Of course, this is our father."

"It's a pity that the second brother is not here, so I couldn't see this good show."

"Hey, our father is holding on to his breath and standing up for our mother."

Behind Song Qingshan.

Song Yu, Song Fei, Song Wu, Song Ling and other children were lying at the door. Could it be that the father is so domineering, and all of them have bright eyes.

Song Yu is a young genius of Chinese medicine.

In the past two days, I have kept my father's pulse, and I know in my heart what state my father is in, and he has reached the end of his battle.

Qin Jingru stood at the back with Xiao Songyi in his arms.

Looking at the bent figure of her brother-in-law, at this moment, in her eyes, she is more stalwart than anyone else.

Brother-in-law, brother-in-law.

It really hurt me, how can I see other men with you around?

Qin Jingru's eyes turned resentful all of a sudden.

"Bangdang!!!"

Song Qingshan raised his hand and threw the kitchen knife in his hand on the ground, right in the middle of Yan Bugui's legs.

Yan Bugui was so frightened that his legs went limp again.

Trying to get up and run for his life, his legs didn't listen at all, and he didn't need a little effort.

He was about to cry.

"Grandpa, please forgive me, please forgive me." Yan Bugui begged for mercy loudly.

"Explain explain."

Song Qingshan still said the same thing.

"Grandpa, what you mean by killing a chicken to scare the monkeys is that you kill a chicken in front of us, and warn us to be more honest and jump in front of you."

Yan Bugui was quick to think, and finally understood what Song Qingshan wanted to know.

Song Qingshan nodded when he heard the words, then looked at the people in the courtyard, and asked in a flat tone: "Have you heard it all, if anyone doesn't understand, come forward, my old man still has the breath, and then explain to him.".

186 Song Qingshan: Before dying, I want to take the two of you down to talk

There was no sound in the yard.

No one dared to say anything, even if there was a fart, they had to hold back for a while.

Afraid of making a little noise.

Was shot out of the head by the old man.

So scary.

Killing chickens to scare monkeys is killing chickens to scare monkeys, and the third uncle has to be forced to explain three times at first sight.

This damn....

In fact, everyone already understood it very well the first time, but this metaphorical idiom.

The feeling that everyone understands.

It's a world of difference from the shock and awe that comes from being spoken out in person.

The former can only be regarded as a threat.

This is a blatant and blatant intimidation, and it's almost like putting a knife on his neck.

"It seems that the courtyard is full of sensible people."

After about five or six minutes, Song Qingshan spoke slowly.

"Old man, there's no need to make a fuss about it. Everyone respects you more than the sky."

"That's right, all of us are here to visit you, and we really have no other bad intentions."

"Old man, just now I saw that Grandma Qin was in a bad mood, so I made some jokes to him. If you hear it, don't take it to heart."

"Just kidding, if you don't come out, we are going to do laundry for Grandma Qin."

The second aunt and the third aunt were almost scared to death.

Quickly explain with a smile.

"Come on, Grandma Qin, it's freezing cold, your hands are not capable of rough work, let us wash for you."

"Yes, yes, we will do the rough work."

Third Aunt and Second Aunt hurriedly picked up the basin of dirty clothes that Qin Huairu put by the pool, then threw their own clothes on the ground and started washing.

"You two like to do laundry, don't you?" Song Qingshan asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The third aunt and the second aunt nodded repeatedly.

"That's okay, I'll take out all the dirty clothes from everyone in the yard, and let them wash enough today."

Song Qingshan looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice.

The third aunt, the second aunt's face is more uncomfortable when she hears this than a dead mother.

My hands are swollen from washing a basin of clothes in this cold weather.

Do you want to help other people in the yard wash?

"Master, this..."

"There are so many clothes for the people in the courtyard, we can't finish washing even if we are exhausted."

The two aunts looked at Song Qingshan with mournful faces.

"Second Aunt, Third Aunt, just now you two were obviously bullying his grandma, and you said you were joking, but you really have the face to say, now you have been punished by the world."

"The old man is just a small punishment for you, so that you dare to dance in the courtyard in the future."

"It deserves it, you two will be so happy when something happens to the old man, and now the joy turns into sorrow."

"You two are worse than Jia Zhang."

The people in the yard were just praising the two aunts as heroines, but now they started to curse again.

And 413 was gloating in his heart.

There are a lot of dirty clothes at home in winter, so I don't need to wash them myself now.

"Old man, don't listen to their nonsense, these people have scolded you all morning."

"We are so happy to wash their clothes, you can't make them happy, old man."

The two aunts looked at everyone angrily.

If it weren't for the booing of these people just now, I wouldn't be so pushy.

Among the bangs, Liu Guangtian and the two hid behind the crowd.

Don't even dare to put a fart.

Yan Bugui sat slumped on the ground and shivered all over. On such a cold day, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The kitchen knife was still shining brightly between his legs.

Chicken blood dripped down.

Yan Bugui has lived for most of his life, and has always regarded himself as a scholar. He has never seen such a bloody scene.

The fear in my heart has reached the extreme.

Yi Zhonghai stood in the middle corridor between the middle courtyard and the backyard, with an uncertain expression on his face.

He was very jealous of Song Qingshan.

I have been the first uncle for so many years, and my deterrent power in the courtyard is not even a bit as good as him.

Sha Zhu and Xu Damao looked at each other.

They all saw the deep fear in each other's eyes, it was the lingering fear.

The two of them ran to old man Song's house that night.

Fortunately, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, otherwise he would be in terrible trouble.

Song Qingshan didn't say anything.

I saw him walking down the steps slowly, bending the kitchen knife on the ground and holding it in his hand.

Everyone was shocked again.

"If you don't wash it, you're fooling my old man. Even a dying person dares to fool me. Then when I kick my legs, is there anything you two dare not do?"

"It seems that my old man has to take one or two away before he can die with peace of mind."

Song Qingshan's voice was not loud.

But needles could be heard in the courtyard, and everyone heard these words clearly in their ears.

This time I was really scared.

With the old man's temper and ruthless style, it is absolutely possible to take one or two away before he dies.

No one doubted that what Song Qingshan said was nonsense.

Everyone looked at the kitchen knife in Song Qingshan's hand, and they all trembled with fear and anxiety.

All involuntarily backed away.

The third aunt and the second aunt were so frightened that their legs couldn't stop shaking. If they hadn't held on to the sink table with both hands, they would have been paralyzed from fright.

Take one or two with you before you die.

Isn't it the two of them?

"Old man, we wash, we wash, we wash every day."

"Let's not talk about the people in the courtyard, even if we bring the clothes from the factory, we will wash them."

The two aunts cried out in tears.

"Are you all deaf? Why don't you hurry back and get your clothes?"

Song Qingshan glanced at everyone.

"Oh oh oh, listen, I heard..."

Immediately, every household started to run home, and after a while, they all ran back with a lot of clothes.