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

Song Qingshan originally thought that the girl's personality was biased towards boys, and it was estimated that it would only be a 3-minute heat.

But did not expect.

Three days have passed, the eldest daughter Song Ling not only didn't complain about suffering, she got up every day to practice boxing more diligently than his brother Song Wu.

Song Qingshan is happy to see the success.

It is not a bad thing for girls to have some martial arts self-defense.

"Remember, Dad didn't teach you boxing exercises to make you fight fiercely and bully the weak."

"It is to let you not resist strong enemies when you are in danger, you can retreat completely, and you can fight righteously when you encounter bullying and weak people."

"Understand?"

Song Qingshan looked at the two little fellows with his hands behind his back, and shouted in a deep voice.

He has been repeating this truth for two days.

The two little guys must be kept in mind, because what he teaches are not some fake moves.

It was an authentic internal boxing that used self-mutilation.

If the two children are lawless after they finish their studies, they will hurt others if they disagree with each other.

That is harming the child.

After all, with a sharp weapon in his body, he will kill himself.

"Remember Dad."

The two little guys replied in unison.

Song Qingshan nodded in satisfaction.

"Song Wu, if you sink your legs a little lower, if you don't practice your basic skills well, it will be in vain."

Song Qingshan glanced at his youngest son, Song Wu.

Point out his shortcomings.

This kid is very interested in martial arts, but occasionally he likes to cheat and play tricks, and he is not patient enough.

This is not as good as Song Ling.

Song Qingshan has been correcting him for the past two days.

Practicing martial arts is like being a human being.

When practicing martial arts, Song Qingshan also incorporated some principles of life into it.

Teach two little ones.

"Yes, father." Song Wu snorted softly after hearing the words, then his legs sank, and he took a standard horse stance.

"Song Ling, your arms straightened when you punched."

Correct the younger son.

Song Qingshan looked at the eldest daughter Song Ling again. Although the horse's punch was very standard, the strength of the punch was getting weaker and weaker.

"Father, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

Song Ling looked at her father with a bitter face, and had been doing horse stances for half an hour.

Already exhausted.

"Martial arts practice is about breaking through the limits of the human body. If you are hungry, you will be unable to punch. If you encounter gangsters in the future, can you wait for you to eat before you strike?"

Song Qingshan kept a straight face.

"Oh."

Little Song Ling let out an "oh" half understanding.

"Grandpa, don't let the children practice. Breakfast is ready, come and eat quickly."

Just then.

Qin Huairu came out of the room wearing an apron, looked at the three of you and yelled.

She is more concerned about children.

At such a young age, I have suffered a lot in the past two days, especially on the first day when my old man pressed the legs of the two children.

The two children were screaming and crying in pain.

But Qin Huairu's heart ached to the core.

"father……."

Hearing their mother calling for dinner, the two children looked at their father eagerly, but they didn't stand up at the first moment, they were still gaiting.

If Dad doesn't speak.

They didn't dare to run over to eat.

"Okay, let's practice here today, get up early tomorrow, and try to practice for an hour."

Song Qingshan waved his hand.

He has developed a complete set of training methods for the two children, making steady progress little by little.

"Wow, dad is so kind, I can finally eat, my stomach is so hungry."

"Mom, what delicious food did you cook today?"

When the two children heard their father let go, they immediately got up and ran back happily.

"It's all what you like to eat, go wash your hands quickly."

Qin Huairu smiled and touched the little heads of the two children, with a loving expression on his face.

There is a folk saying.

Some children are born to repay kindness, while others are born to take revenge.

The child who repaid his kindness was well-behaved and sensible, and he never let adults worry about him since he was a child.

The vengeful child is naughty and mischievous.

Minor disasters and illnesses continue throughout the year, and even cause major disasters for the family.

Qin Huairu felt that there were five children in her family.

It's all about gratitude.

They have grown up healthy and healthy since they were young, and they are all well-behaved and sensible.

"Old man, how long will the two children have to practice...?"

Qin Huairu stood at the door with a slight smile on his face, looked at his old man and asked.

"Ten or eight years."

"Practice your muscles, bones and skin externally, and practice your breath internally. The hard days are yet to come."

Without even thinking about it, Song Qingshan blurted out that all his kung fu was rewarded by the system.

It's full level right away.

But to teach children, it is difficult to achieve anything without ten or eight years.

"Ah, so long?"

Hearing this answer, Qin Huairu was taken aback, her pretty face was suddenly gloomy.

She thought it would be a year or two at most.

How long does it take?

"I'll just get used to it in the future." Song Qingshan comforted me.

"OK then."

The two children are also interested in the old man's decision, so Qin Huairu can only bear with his heartache.

"Old man, our backyard has been so clean recently, it's so quiet every day that there's not even a voice to speak."

Qin Huairu walked down the steps to support her old man.

Those who were locked in.

Many of them are residents in the backyard, such as Liu Haizhong's family across the door, except for the boss Liu Guangyuan who is away.

The rest of the family of four were all locked in.

There are already few residents in the backyard.

The deaf old lady didn't do activities in the backyard these years, and she went to Yi Zhonghai's house when she came out.

Chat with Aunt Yi.

Xu Damao is like a night owl every day, going out in the morning and coming back in the middle of the night.

Not to mention other residents.

All doors are closed.

Very deserted.

"Isn't this good?" Song Qingshan liked the current state very much.

"it is good."

Qin Huairu responded with a smile, and then helped her old man into the house.

"Brother-in-law, sit down quickly."

As soon as the old and young couple entered the room, Qin Jingru graciously moved a chair.

"What is it?"

Song Qingshan glanced at his sister-in-law. After getting along with her for so many years, he knew her temper clearly.

If you are so diligent today, there must be something.

"Well, brother-in-law, you really can't hide anything from your old man."

Qin Jingru smiled awkwardly.

"Brother-in-law, you have become the deputy director of the factory, can you arrange a job for my brother in the factory?"

"Qin Jingru, your brother-in-law has just become the deputy director of the factory, and the chair is still not seated, so you let your brother-in-law go through the back door?"

"Your brother didn't even finish primary school and he doesn't have any skills. What can he do in a factory?"

Qin Jingru had just finished speaking.

Before Song Qingshan could speak, Qin Huairu stood up to help his old man and refused.

"Haha, I'm just asking casually."

Qin Jingru smiled smugly when she heard her cousin's words.

Don't mention it any more.

Song Qingshan didn't say anything about this matter, he had met Qin Jingru's brother several times.

If you are doing something.

Song Qingshan didn't mind doing her a favor either.

but.

Qin Jingru's brother is good for nothing except being lazy.

If he hadn't paid Qin Jingru so much salary all these years to take it back, he would still be a bachelor now.

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"Old man Song is planning to bully us for the rest of our lives. The two children are still so young, so he will teach them martial arts."

"Hey, practice in the yard every day, this is for us to show."

"The days to come will be difficult."

"I haven't seen old man Song do kung fu before. Why did he suddenly start teaching children?"