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

It weighs about ten kilograms.

It is really difficult for him to hold it as a child.

"Come on, let's carry it."

Hearing his younger brother shouting that he was tired, Song Yu, the eldest brother, immediately went to help his younger brother.

The two carried it one after the other.

He just walked crookedly, which made Qin Huairu laugh.

"Hurry up, you two, it's getting darker and darker, and it's so remote that you can't find a rickshaw."

"We still have a long way to go."

Song Qingshan glanced back at the two sons, and reminded them in a flat tone.

"Song Ling, follow your mother."

Song Qingshan stopped and glanced at Song Ling, the eldest daughter who fell to the rear.

"Hurry up, Lingling."

Qin Huairu suddenly felt that her old man's expression was not right, and he looked serious.

She also stopped and yelled.

"Oh."

Xiao Song Ling held a gourd in her left hand and another in her right hand.A green snuff bottle.

These are the two things she picked today.

In particular, the snuff bottle held in the right hand is small and cute, and it is cool and refreshing in the palm of the hand.

Little Song Ling liked it very much.

So I stopped and stopped along the way, and I couldn't help but take it out and watch it.

Only then did he fall behind the team.

Hearing the shouts of his parents, Xiao Songling responded, hopping like a little oriole, and followed.

"Mom, look, it still glows at night."

Xiao Songling came to her mother, Qin Huairu, and shouted excitedly while holding the emerald green snuff bottle in her hand.

"It really is."

Qin Huairu looked down with surprise on his face.

The small snuff bottle emitted a faint green light in the dark night, like a firefly hidden inside the box.

"I'll see, I'll see."

"Wow, it's amazing."

Hearing things that glow, Qin Jingru, Song Fei, Song Yu, and Song Wu also ran over to watch... 0

Song Qingshan held the youngest daughter in his arms.

Helplessly smiled.

This snuff bottle is the jade pot spring bottle that is only the second-dimensional Qinglong in today's harvest.

It is a rare top grade.

If I meet a collector who is obsessed with this way in the future, I am afraid that the selling price will be higher than that of the jade spring bottle.

"Father, bring my sister over here to have a look."

Seeing her father standing aside indifferently, little Song Ling hurriedly shouted.

She is not vanity to show off.

But there are a lot of things I want to share with my family.

"Dad saw it."

For the two daughters, Song Qingshan loves him much more than his sons.

Also more patient.

If the sons were like this, Song Qingshan, who is a father, would have passed away long ago.

"My sister hasn't watched it yet." Little Song Ling pouted.

"no no……."

Little Song Yi in Song Qingshan's arms babbled and shook her little head.

To this glowing snuff bottle.

Clearly not interested at all, she has been very honest today.

Not interested in those colorful antiques.

"OK then."

Seeing her sister shaking her head, Xiao Songling looked a little disappointed.

After about five or six minutes.

The small snuff bottle was passed on to several people, that's all.

"Hold my daughter."

The group walked forward for a few more minutes, and they were almost at the fork in the road.

Song Qingshan stopped again.

Watching Qin Huairu hand over the girl in his arms.

"Grandpa, there is something wrong with your expression. Is something going to happen?"

Qin Huairu asked the little girl with a worried face.

"It would be strange if nothing happened." Song Qingshan nodded.

"Song Yu, Song Fei, Song Wu, you three follow behind."

"Song Ling, Jingru, you two are in the middle."

"Don't panic if something happens later."

Song Qingshan turned his head to look at several people and said.

"Dad, what happened?"

"Brother-in-law, what's the matter? What you said is a bit scary!"

"What is going to happen, old man?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Several people looked at Song Qingshan and asked suspiciously.

"Just exposing the old background of the young man in 1.1 is tantamount to cutting off his source of income. There must be a gang behind such deception."

"There is a fork in the road ahead. If there are no accidents, these people must have ambushed and waited to take revenge on us."

Song Qingshan didn't hide it either.

Opened to explain.

"what--."

Hearing Song Qingshan's words, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru were all startled.

"Old man, I already knew from your expression, why..."

Qin Huairu asked a little puzzled.

"In order to let the children see the dangers of the world, this is the best example. A gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall."

"Before selling, consider whether you have the ability to protect yourself. If you don't have it, learn to be patient."

"Don't worry about it once your brain is hot."

When Song Qingshan said these words, he looked at the two daughters who practiced martial arts.

All this out.

The main thing is to let them understand this truth.

"It's fine if you understand the truth, don't be afraid now, after all, dad is still alive."

Song Qingshan smiled again and said.

The kung fu rewarded by the system these years has never had a chance to be used, and today is just used to practice.

"I'm coming."

"Made, the old guy is finally here."

The young guy was lying beside the ditch, and finally saw the figure of the old man in the night.

He lowered his voice and reminded excitedly.

219 Song Qingshan: Don't blame my old man for not teaching martial arts! ! !

"I give you a hug."

Hearing the young man's words, lying in the ditch has long been impatient to wait.

With a piece of hay in its mouth.

Immediately stretched his head to look at the road, just a glance.

He saw the bent old man.

For an instant.

The soul was almost frightened away.

My goodness! ! !

How did I meet this old man? Is it impossible for me to escape in this life?

"Hahaha, there are two more girls who look pretty smooth by the way, third master, let one be your sister-in-law."

"Tsk tsk tsk, yes, yes, I think anyone can be a sister-in-law."

"The third master is old enough to find a wife."

Behind the third master, a group of younger brothers looked at Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu with bright eyes.

He kept teasing in his mouth.

This frightened the old man trembling all over, he grabbed the nearest little brother and hit the head with several hammers.

"Made, shut up for me."

"Don't die, what should I do if I am heard so loudly?"

"What a!!!"

The poor third master lowered his voice and stared at his subordinates, his eyes almost popping out.

"Third Master, what are you afraid of when everyone is here?"

"Don't worry, I can't run away."

The young guy looked at the third master with a puzzled expression, he was too careful in doing things.

Yes, can't run.

A few of us can't run away.

Looking at Song Qingshan who was getting closer and closer, the third master was sweating coldly.

"Run, wait a while..."

The poor man thought about running away before the incident happened, and it might be too late after a while.