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

"You useless thing, my daughter-in-law can't keep it, and I can't pass the grade test. How did I give birth to such a thing as you?"

With a baby grandson.

Over the years, Jiazhang has become more and more displeased with his son.

When Liu Lan was at home, once he had an argument with him, this useless son would hide aside.

Simply a wimp.

It had been five years before he passed the third-level fitter exam, and he had to spend ten yuan to find Yi Zhonghai's help to pass the exam.

Yi Zhonghai is now a level seven blacksmith.

Every time I think about it.

Jia Zhang was so angry that he really wanted to give this useless son two big contests.

"Mom, I want you to go, I won't go..."

Jia Dongxu was scolded by his mother, but his expression didn't change much.

It's not painful anyway.

"Grandma, I don't want to call him dad anymore. It's too useless. I'm afraid I'll be ashamed if I take it out."

Stick stem looked at his father's back with contempt.

A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry about your father, let's go. We, grandparents and grandchildren, will go to the Song family to settle accounts today. At least one or two hundred yuan will be paid by them. I will save it for you to marry a wife in the future."

"No, I have to leave half of it for grandma's retirement."

"Hahaha, what a great grandson of grandma, grandma will have endless blessings to have you as a great grandson in this life."

Jia Zhang looked at her precious grandson and laughed.

Then lead the stick out of the house.

People come and go in the yard.

Having been suffocating in the house for several days, most of the residents heard the news and all walked out of the house.

Enjoy a breath of fresh air.

That feeling is really wonderful, a big mountain above the head, a dark cloud, will finally dissipate today.

Push aside the dark clouds and see the bright moon.

Today, there are grudges for revenge, grievances for injustices, and accounts for settlements.

How much is a slap?

It's not too much for her, Qin Huairu, is it?

"Godfather, these people in the courtyard are crazy, what should we do?"

In Yi Zhonghai's house.

After Silly Zhu heard the news that old man Song was about to confess his last words, he didn't follow the crowd to the backyard, but immediately ran to the home of his godfather Yi Zhonghai.

"After being tortured by old man Song for a month, the psychological endurance of the people in the courtyard has reached a critical point. Now that the old man wants to cross his legs, it is understandable to have such a reaction."

"As for what should we do?"

"Two words."

Yi Zhonghai sat on the chair calmly, giving people a feeling of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

"Those two words?"

Silly Zhu asked with a blank face.

"Stay steady."

Yi Zhonghai didn't hold back either, just said two words lightly.

"Hey, my father and I thought of going together, I feel that old man Song may still be cheating this time."

"Anyway, if he hadn't been carried into the coffin, even if I beat him to death, I wouldn't believe that the old man really died."

Sha Zhu pulled up a chair and sat opposite his godfather Yi Zhonghai.

Shaking his head said.

"Zhuzi, if you think this way, it means that you have grown up. Godfather is very pleased."

"Whatever happens in the future, don't be frizzy."

"After so many days of observation, my godfather always has a feeling that old man Song is pretending to be sick, and he may have already seen through my seamless strategy."

"It is estimated that old man Song can't crack it, so he used the trick of pretending to be sick."

Yi Zhonghai can be the first uncle in the courtyard.

With the strength of one person all these years, Yan Bugui couldn't hold his head up in the bangs that had been crushed by him, no matter whether it was scheming or the city.

They are far better than both of them.

He had vaguely guessed Song Qingshan's intentions, and he would not be able to stay behind closed doors for the past two days.

Been thinking hard about countermeasures.

But what surprised him was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't solve the old man Song's pretending to be sick.

Because it was too late to wake up.

Now if you tell the people in the courtyard directly, no one will believe it.

The old guy has completely mobilized the emotions of the people in the courtyard, and it seems that he wants to have a big rectification.

"Godfather, according to what you said, doesn't old man Song regard you as the number one enemy?"

"This this……."

Upon hearing this, Silly Zhu looked at his godfather Yi Zhonghai worriedly, with old man Song's character.

How can you easily forgive others?

"Don't worry, even if old man Song has already seen that plan, he can't guess who is behind it. Godfather kept his eyes open and asked Liu Haizhong and Yan Pugui to inform others."

"Besides, I just said that you should be careful with the children of the Song family in the yard, and pamper them more. I didn't name anything else."

"So, I can't find out about my godfather."

"If the old guy is really dead this time, everything will be fine. If he doesn't die, he should be more careful in his actions in the future."

There was helplessness in Yi Zhonghai's eyes.

The first uncle in his dignified courtyard has been overwhelmed by an old man all these years.

Everything is restricted.

The key point is that he still can't fight every time, which makes Yi Zhonghai feel a deep sense of frustration in his heart.

"Godfather, what about Qin Huairu?"

Be careful.

Silly Zhu thought it didn't matter, but just now there was a slight hint of marrying Qin Huairu, did he just call it quits?

"Zhuzi, can you stop being so obsessed, even if Qin Huairu becomes a widow, she won't marry you."

"Everyone in the courtyard can see this, don't you understand? Qin Huairu really hates you."

"give up."

Yi Zhonghai looked at his godson Silly Zhuyu and said earnestly.

This time the words are heavy.

"Look again, look again." Silly Zhu smiled coyly when he heard this, even though Yi Zhonghai's words were so ugly.

He is stupid and still doesn't give up.

backyard.

"Old man Song wants to explain his funeral and die?"

"I don't even believe that."

Xu Damao stood at the door of the house, watching the three aunts, Yan Jiecheng, Jia Zhang, and other residents in the yard rushing in with sticks.

All ran towards old man Song's house.

Xu Damao was indifferent, even if he saw old man Song, he would die now.

And never dare to act rashly and run over to settle accounts.

At least not within ten days and a half months, no matter what, he has to wait for old man Song to be buried in the ground for a year or so and turn into ashes before he dares to look for Lou Xiao'e, Qin Huairu's bad luck.

"Da Mao, what are you still doing here, I didn't see that everyone has already taken action."

"Revenge for revenge, revenge for injustice."

"I was treated so badly by the old man some time ago, did I just stand at the door of the house and stare blankly?"

Yan Jiecheng looked at Xu Damao happily, and burst into anger.

"Ha ha."

Xu Damao did not refute, but sneered twice.

"Son, don't care what he's doing, he's been scared out of his wits by old man Song, and he's been a coward all his life."

The third aunt's tone was disdainful.

"Xu Damao, you are not even as good as a child like me, you are the same to my father."

"Cowardly and useless."

Bang Geng looked at Xu Damao with contempt on his face, he was caught and beaten for stealing something from his house last time.

This time it was revenge.

"々｀ Hey, you little bastard, believe it or not, I will beat you up again?"

Yan Jiecheng, it's okay for the third aunt to speak harshly.

How dare a little bastard dare to say nothing and ride on my head to shit and piss?

Xu Damao stared and was about to go over and teach this brat a lesson.

"What are you doing, is what my grandson said wrong?"

"Xu Damao, if you dare to touch my grandson, I will lie in front of your house today and won't leave."

Jia Zhang guarded her precious grandson behind her back.

Face Xu Damao directly.

In this courtyard, Song Qingshan, Sha Zhu, and Yi Zhonghai all beat her.

But in Jia Zhang's heart, the foolish Zhu Yi Zhonghai, father and son, was not afraid at all, except for the old man.

The rest of the courtyard people.

Don't talk about being afraid, Jia Zhang wants to bully and bully them.

He cried, made trouble, and hanged himself.

Who can stand it?

as predicted.

When Xu Damao saw that the shrew's parent was standing up, he immediately gave up.

"All right, I can't afford to offend you, can't I just hide?"

Xu Damao turned and went back to the house.

"Grandma is really amazing." Seeing that Xu Damao was subdued, Bang Jian quickly praised grandma.

"Once old man Song dies in the courtyard, none of us are afraid."

"Go quickly."

Jia Zhang's old fat face was full of complacency.