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

however.

It's absolutely impossible for him to take the lead in finding Song Qingshan's troubles. He can't hide now.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Sha Zhu calmly.

Silly Zhu who was standing not far away immediately nodded understandingly. The father and son have reached a lot of tacit understanding in getting along with each other over the years.

Silly Zhu understood what godfather was thinking.

Standing up, looking at the crowd, he cursed angrily: "Hey, what are you people running here in the middle of the night to settle down, let my godfather take you to find the bad luck of old man Song, thanks to you, you can figure it out. What are you talking about working together, I'm bah, why don't you trouble the old guy at noon if you have this ability?"

"If old man Song brings out a kitchen knife again, I think you guys will be scared to death."

"Let my godfather come out to help you top the tank?"

"Hurry up and get out, if anyone messes around with my godfather's house again, don't blame me, He Yuzhu, for being ruthless."

Silly Zhu looked at a group of people cursing.

As he spoke, he stroked his sleeves, as if he was going to hit someone.

Although a group of people were scolded by Sha Zhu.

But they all looked embarrassed and couldn't refute, because what Shazhu said was indeed what they thought in their hearts.

That's the idea.

"Zhuzi, you are all neighbors, how do you talk?"

See the attitude of a group of people.

Yi Zhonghai slapped the table, pretending to be angry and scolded Silly Zhu.

One of the father and son sang the red face and the other sang the bad face.

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"One old and one young, two bastards." Xu Damao, who was standing at the door, cursed inwardly when he saw this scene.

I heard Yi Zhonghai say again: "I understand everyone's feelings, but our Red Star Courtyard is No. [-] courtyard, how can we bully an old man together?"

"Let me say something ugly, everyone did a little too much at noon."

"So many people scold an old man."

Speaking of it.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, this is his hypocritical side, always pretending to be morally supreme in front of everyone.

But it's also his most powerful weapon.

"However."

Yi Zhonghai sat on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table, his words changed.

"However, old man Song has gone too far. No wonder he has been unpopular in the courtyard these years. Taking advantage of his age and relying on the old to sell the old, he even took out a kitchen knife today."

"Third uncle was so scared that he fell ill, and he is still lying in the hospital now."

"I heard from their family, Yan Jiecheng, that the hospital almost issued a critical illness notice, and the third uncle, a scholar, was actually frightened into such a state by his old man Song."

"What old man Song did was unreasonable."

Yi Zhonghai stood on the commanding heights of morality, neither favoring the people in the courtyard nor turning against Song Qingshan.

Each played fifty boards.

"That's to say, old man Song deserves to die."

"Uncle Yi's words are fair. We were wrong first, but old man Song was even more wrong."

"Master Yi, don't just talk and don't practice. You have given everyone such a bad breath. He, old man Song, has made us famous. Your uncle, talking in the courtyard, will soon be useless."

"Think of a trick, Master One."

Everyone looked at Yi Zhonghai with a bitter face and begged.

"Don't worry, calm down, I didn't see that Qin Huairu bought all the shrouds today."

"The old man won't survive these two days."

Yi Zhonghai comforted with a smile.

"Yes, we all saw that Jin Yuru bought back the shroud, but he was bedridden for the past two days, and it seemed that he was going to die."

"Isn't it still good today?"

"What's good, it's a flashback, holding on to the last breath."

"Although that's the case, I don't know what to do in my heart."

The people in the courtyard were all ecstatic when they saw that Qin Huairu bought the shroud today.

I thought the old guy was going to die soon.

That's why Qin Huairu hurriedly bought the shroud.

But after waiting for a day, no good news came.

Everyone was very anxious.

There was nowhere to vent his anger, so he ran to Yi Zhonghai's house to seek a solution.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient."

Yi Zhonghai saw a group of people in high spirits, stood up from the chair, raised his hand and pressed down.

"Since everyone has no idea, you may not be able to sleep soundly tonight, so I, the first uncle, will help you find out the truth for the sake of the people in the courtyard."

"Uncle Yi dares to go to old man Song's house?"

Yi Zhonghai just finished speaking.

Someone stood up and questioned it.

"Why would you dare to ask Uncle Yi this way? The one in our yard who is most afraid of sending the old man away is Uncle Yi."

"Yes, yes, yes, the one in our courtyard who can stand up to old man Song is the first uncle, otherwise we wouldn't come here to beg him."

"It's almost eight o'clock, Uncle Yi, you should hurry up, we'll wait for your good news here."

Everyone was overjoyed.

They rushed to give Yi Zhonghai a few top hats.

"Godfather, are you really going?"

Silly Zhu looked at his godfather Yi Zhonghai worriedly, the Song family is now a den of dragons and tigers.

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Old man Song spoke out.

Before he dies, whoever dares to provoke him will take two of them down with him.

These words are scarier than her mother's killing chickens and monkeys.

Silly Zhu is afraid that something will happen to his godfather.

"Don't worry, I'm the first uncle in our courtyard, and I was supposed to visit him."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hands meaninglessly.

Then he walked out of the house under the admiring eyes of everyone. In fact, his heart began to feel weak as soon as he went out.

But it's already hard to get off.

Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to Song's house.

"Is the old man asleep?"

soon.

Yi Zhonghai came to the door of Song Qingshan's house and knocked on the door nervously.

"Who?"

Qin Huairu's voice came from the room.

She was boiling water for the old man's feet, and the children had already been taken to the room by Qin Jingru to sleep.

"Grandma Qin, it's me, Zhong Hai, come to visit the old man."

Yi Zhonghai's tone was very polite.

When Qin Huairu heard that it was Yi Zhonghai's late-night visit, her heart tightened, she didn't decide to open the door on her own.

Instead, he came to the back room and asked his old man.

"Let him in."

Song Qingshan said weakly while lying on the bed.

"Old man, let's refuse. He didn't come during the day and now he ran to our house at such a late hour. He must have no good intentions."

Once bitten, twice shy.

Qin Huairu now saw the people in the courtyard, especially those who were kind and greeted with smiles.

I was very vigilant in my heart.

"It's okay, let him in." Song Qingshan gave Qin Huairu a reassuring look.

Qin Huairu went over to open the door.

"Grandma Qin, there are a lot of people talking during the day. I'm afraid that others will say something nasty, so I waited until it was dark. I hope you don't think too much about it."

.... . . .

"Is the old man feeling better?"

Yi Zhonghai walked into the room, looked at Qin Huairu with a smile on his white face and asked.

"The old man let you go."

Qin Huairu doesn't have a good complexion, what's so talkative during the day, but wouldn't people be more suspicious when he sees it at night?

The reasons are full of loopholes.

Certainly no good intentions.

"Okay, I'll just interrupt for a while."

Yi Zhonghai nodded, and then walked into the back room in fear.

"Grandpa, it's my fault at noon. I didn't manage everyone well, and I made you feel wronged."

See Song Qingshan.

Yi Zhonghai quickly admitted his mistake falsely, and saw the old man's weaker expression.

His mind suddenly settled.

Even with a knife like this, it can't be cut.

"Zhong Hai, it's grandpa who made you wronged. Grandpa knew you didn't say anything at noon. Grandpa glanced at you, and you started to slap yourself."

"You, you will be wrong about what Grandpa meant."

After Song Qingshan said something, he paused several times in the middle, as if he couldn't catch his breath and was about to kick his legs.

Yi Zhonghai was delighted to see it.

This is the complete opposite of the domineering old man at noon.

It seems that it is not what I expected.

At noon is the return to light.

But Yi Zhonghai was also extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Would it be a problem for so many grandpas to say these words?

"Grandpa, I'm the one who should hit you. As the first uncle in our courtyard, let these people stand behind and scold you old man all morning, so I shouldn't delete some of my words."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Song Qingshan and called Grandpa.

He thinks people are dying anyway.

It doesn't matter to call him a few nice words, wait for the old guy to die, and his children will greet him if they don't call him grandpa.