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

Some even took out the quilts at home.

All piled up next to the two aunts.

Like a hill, it almost didn't bury both of them.

"If you two can't finish washing at this time tomorrow, my old man will take you two and me to wash down."

Song Qingshan looked at the two aunts in a flat tone and said.

When the third aunt and the second aunt heard this, they looked at the pile of dirty clothes behind them.

Desperate.

I can't wait to give myself two big mouths, this time it's really joy and sorrow, and I'm in a cocoon.

"Get up soon, wait for the knife."

Song Qingshan shook the kitchen knife in his hand and shouted angrily at the two of them.

The third aunt and the second aunt trembled with fright.

I quickly washed it up.

Qin Huairu, who was standing aside, saw that his old man's actions were all for the sake of standing out for himself.

Impressed.

Tears were falling down, marrying such a man was the greatest happiness in her life.

Even if the old man doesn't live long.

She also made up her mind to be a widow for her man for the rest of her life, and no matter how hard she worked, she would bring up a few children.

"Father."

Qin Huairu walked over with tears in her eyes and gently supported her old man.

"The old man hates evil like a vengeful, has clear rewards and punishments, and does a good job."

"It's really gratifying. I've seen these two aunts dislike me for a long time, but today I've got a bad breath."

"The old man has to come forward to punish these bad guys in the courtyard. The old man is mighty."

"That's right, these two aunts gossip and speak ill of others behind their backs all day long. I've wanted to slap them both for a long time."

"It has to be the old man."

The two aunts were doing laundry, and everyone in the yard started blowing rainbow farts at Song Qingshan.

One by one they gave thumbs up and praised.

"Well, my old man heard everything everyone said." Song Qingshan nodded.

"The old man is really sharp."

"Hahaha, the old man's hearing is better than that of a young man like me. It's really rare."

"Of course, the old man is not an ordinary person."

Everyone praised again.

It's just that these people were all dumbfounded by Song Qingshan's next sentence.

"Since everyone knows that my old man has good hearing, you should have heard how many bad things you have said about my old man behind his back since this morning."

"My old man is not only good at hearing, but also has a good memory. You still remember how many words you said and what you said."

"My old man was listening in the room and almost recited it. How should this account be settled?"

Song Qingshan looked around at everyone in the courtyard with sharp eyes.

Everyone shrank their heads.

dare not look directly.

"Well, my old man is not an unreasonable person. If anyone scolds a few words, he will slap himself a few times. If he doesn't want to do something, my old man will help."

"let's start."

Song Qingshan said slowly.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at him with ugly faces, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and slapped themselves in public.

No one can save face and be the first to attack.

"Bangs." Song Qingshan glanced at Liu Haizhong who was hiding behind the crowd with his head lowered.

"Old man."

When Liu Haizhong heard him being called, his fat face trembled with fright.

"You scolded me three times today, do you want my old man to chop you three times, or slap you three times yourself?"

"I smoke, I smoke, old man, I will smoke..."

Hearing this, Liu Haizhong was so frightened that his crotch wet, and he peed on the spot.

Then he raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the mouth.

Surprisingly powerful.

The crisp sound startled everyone in the courtyard.

Then there is no stay in the bangs.

He smacked his face twice again, and blood came out from the corners of his mouth.

"Master, are you satisfied this time?"

Liu Haizhong asked with a crying voice.

"What about you, Liu Haizhong has already made a sample for you, so follow this strength."

"My old man counts to three. If anyone doesn't smoke again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

How can Song Qingshan count to three?

Unable to utter the first sentence, everyone in the courtyard began to clatter wildly.

It was the loud noise in the yard.

Even Shazhu and Xu Damao started fanning each other.

Yi Zhonghai remained indifferent.

He thought he didn't say anything bad today, but Song Qingshan looked over.

Yi Zhonghai felt guilty for a while.

He slapped hard on the face. These days, he is soft and afraid of hard, and he is afraid of death.

The old man is a dying man.

Being desperate and ruthless, Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to bow his head.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai also acted.

Only then did Song Qingshan slowly walk into the room in satisfaction.

"Take the old hen, it will be stewed later." Song Jing looked down at the old hen whose head was in a different place.

to be frank.

In order to play a play in front of these beasts, Song Qingshan really felt a little distressed when he gave up an old hen.

"Good old man."

Qin Huairu smiled lightly, like spring flowers blooming, she bent down to pick up the old hen on the ground.

He followed his old man into the house.

The door is closed.

The applause in the courtyard was still coming and going.

It didn't stop until five or six minutes later, but the sound gradually became smaller.

I saw Xiao Song Wu poking his head out with a tiger's head.

Then he threw a kitchen knife into the store, looked at everyone and shouted loudly: "My father said, he is not satisfied, let you continue to fight."

Everyone in the courtyard heard this.

Everyone's face is uglier than eating shit, and they have already slapped more than a dozen mouths.

The old man is not satisfied?

But there is really no way, who can't afford to offend this old man, and he is so mean-spirited?

Smoke it!

Isn't it just a few dozen more slaps, it's better than being hacked to death by the old guy.

Everyone in the courtyard felt helpless for a while.

He started pumping again.

It wasn't until half an hour later that I couldn't continue smoking anymore, so I dared to stop for a while.

I saw that there was no movement in the door.

Only then did everyone dare to run home.

Only the second aunt was left in the yard, and the third aunt was in her clothes, her hands were numb from the cold.

"Dad, shall we just watch my mother suffer there?"

Liu Guangtian stood at the window and watched his mother wash so many clothes in the cold weather, and asked a little bit unbearably.

"Don't worry about your mother, she asked for it herself, and it's her own fault. Why did you say it's okay to mess with Qin Huairu?"

"If it weren't for the two of them, we wouldn't have suffered so many beatings."

Both sides of Liu Haizhong's face were already fat, but now they are so swollen that they look like angry toads.

His face was gloomy.

He felt that his wife was the one who got involved, if it wasn't for these two people bullying Qin Huairu.

The old guy will not come out and throw a tantrum.

"Dad, it looks like the old guy won't die, what should we do?"

"Are you still going to propose marriage?"

Liu Guangtian slapped himself more than a dozen times just now, but the old man did not slap him lightly.

It doesn't matter.

Qin Jingru was still on his mind.

"What can't die, it's the end of the crossbow. I didn't see that the hand holding the knife just now was shaking."

"It is estimated that after this incident, he died faster."

Liu Haizhong saw it clearly just now, although the old guy is domineering, but his occasional weakness can't fool his eyes.

Liu Guangtian felt relieved when he heard this.

Shazhu's house in the front yard.

"Godfather, didn't you say that the old man is going to die soon, why can you come out today to deal with this incident?"

"Is he still dead or not?"

Silly Zhu had a bitter look on his face, and now he just saw the slightest sign of marrying Qin Huairu, but it disappeared again.

"Zhuzi, I've told you eight hundred times to hold your breath, don't be impatient, you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient, why don't you listen?"

"The old guy is coming back, don't worry, it won't last for two days."

"Think about it, with his temper, if he can do it himself, he will never talk nonsense."

"So much talk in the courtyard today is to cover up his weakness."

Yi Zhonghai's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Today can be regarded as suffering an indiscriminate disaster, and I obviously didn't say anything bad.