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

"As an aunt, you haven't drunk anything. My brother-in-law brought back several bottles a few years ago."

"Grandma has already had enough."

Qin Jingru looked at Xu Damao with disdain and said.

Let alone a bottle of wine.

Over the years, she has eaten and drank even the rarest things in her brother-in-law's house.

White wine, red wine.

There are still several bottles at home, even if she drank them all, her brother-in-law would not tell.

"Yes, yes, how can I compare with the old man."

Xu Damao had a smile on his face, but his heart sank. This bottle of wine is for him to show you a movie for a leader.

I want to come over with a stern face.

Originally thought that he could win Qin Jingru in one fell swoop, but he never expected that Qin Jingru would not be hooked at all.

Wine is quite rare in this day and age.

Xu Damao shamelessly asked the leader to come back.

Basically, I offended the leader, and if I wanted to show them a movie in the future, it would probably be impossible to curry favor with them.

"Just you, you can't even match my brother-in-law's toe cap. Don't be ashamed in front of your aunt."

"Get out of the way."

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes at Xu Damao. Regardless of her age, her brother-in-law is an indomitable man.

He is strong in martial arts and can make money. He is also the second in command of a large factory with thousands of people.

In Qin Jingru's heart, no one can compare.

How dare a little projectionist compare with my brother-in-law?

I pooh your face.

The more Qin Jingru looked at Xu Damao's donkey face, the more distasteful it became, and even spitting on his face was considered an advantage to him.

"Jingru, don't be angry."

"You have drunk wine at the old man's house, but some brands are different. Come and try this bottle from my house."

"The designation is a flavor you haven't tasted before."

Xu Damao still said unwillingly.

"Okay, just wait, I'll call my brother-in-law, and the three of us will drink for 443 yuan."

"Let my brother-in-law try it too."

Qin Jingru said with a cold face.

"I don't think it's necessary. The old man hasn't had any alcohol. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face for him to come over?"

Xu Damao said with a sad face when he heard the words.

"Heh, Xu Damao, my aunt knows what you're thinking. Even if you become the factory manager, it's impossible for my grandma to date you."

"You are an outcast, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life."

Qin Jingru scolded unceremoniously.

"Auntie, my mother asked you what you were talking about with Xu Damao, and told you to go back quickly."

Qin Jingru had just finished speaking.

Before Xu Damao could speak, Xiao Song Wu ran over in a hurry.

He looked at Xu Damao with hostility and asked.

"My aunt is cursing, let's go, let's go home." Qin Jingru looked at the tiger-headed little nephew.

Smile on face.

"Oh, my aunt won't be able to hug you until next year."

then.

Qin Jingru picked up little Song Wu, ignored Xu Damao and walked home.

"Made, a country girl actually looks down on me."

"You wait for me."

When Qin Jingru walked away, Xu Damao returned to the house angrily, cursing with a ferocious face.

He felt humiliated like never before.

"Jingru, what are you talking about with Xu Damao, I see you have been working for a long time."

"Is he looking for something again?"

the other side.

Qin Jingru came to the door of the house with little Song Wu in his arms, Qin Huairu and several children were playing at the door.

"He tried to trick me into going to his house to drink some wine, but I scolded him a lot. I think he is really wicked."

"Sister, go back and tell my brother-in-law, let him deal with Xu Damao again, this guy has been very rampant recently. He even dared to scold Shazhu at the front yard just now."

"I heard from people in the courtyard that it was because of my brother-in-law's influence."

"Brother-in-law won't be the only important responsibility to Xu Damao after becoming the deputy factory director?"

Qin Jingru put down little Song Wu.

Looking at the cousin with a worried face, she asked.

"How is it possible? How could your brother-in-law have a crush on someone like him?"

"I'll ask back."

Qin Huairu frowned slightly, not because she was worried that her old man would take a fancy to Xu Damao.

It was Xu Damao who acted recklessly by relying on his old man's power.

This has to be taken care of.

She was worried that one day Xu Damao would cause trouble for her man.

"Sister, why are you all at the door?"

Qin Jingru asked curiously.

"Your brother-in-law and Director Zhang are talking about things in the room. If it is inconvenient for the children to be in the room, I will take them out to play.".

225 Song Qingshan can no longer be described as a "person"! !

Qin Huairu likes her old man chatting with some important people the most.

Very proud and honored.

I also like when people call her Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song.

"Brother-in-law won't be in trouble, will he?"

Qin Jingru asked with some concern. She guessed that the director surnamed Zhang came here because of the beating of her brother-in-law last time.

"No, your brother-in-law is sensible."

Qin Huairu shook her head resolutely. She has also seen many big scenes in these years.

You can also guess some from other people's words and expressions.

Zhang Guodong is as polite as ever, and this old man is as godlike as usual.

So, no problem.

"That's good." Hearing what her cousin said, Qin Jingru felt relieved.

"Mom, auntie, I'll give you some boxing."

"And I."

Little Song Wu had a whim, and wanted to show his mother and aunt a set of boxing that his father had just taught him.

Xiao Songling is not to be outdone.

He took the first step and ran down the steps, hehehehaha, he performed a set of punches in a decent manner.

Serious little looks really cute.

Qin Huairu couldn't help laughing while watching, and at the same time lamented that her daughter has a bit of martial arts, so she won't be bullied when she grows up.

inside the house.

"Mr. Song, it's a bit difficult to handle. These two groups of human traffickers are a bit heavy, and a lot of things are involved."

"Now the leaders at the top insist on catching a good example and rewarding the great heroes who are doing harm to the people."

"Where can I find it?"

Zhang Guodong looked at Song Qingshan who was sitting on the teacher's chair with a bitter face.

In the past few days, he has had a hard time dealing with several leaders above him.

I'm not in the mood to investigate.

Of the two groups of people who were caught, one was a local ruffian who had been wandering around in Forty-Nine City all year round.

Participant in many cases.

Over the years, his subordinates have caught him a lot, but they haven't caught the main culprit who is careful and sneaks away when things go wrong.

This time it was caught without any effort.

It was quite a sensation in Forty-Nine City, especially it shocked many hooligans who were still wandering in the streets and alleys.

The law and order has obviously improved a lot recently.

So the leaders at the top are going to make a big publicity campaign to deter these idle hooligans who are causing trouble all day long.

Another wave of people.

Dealers who manufacture fake antiques have been involved in a relatively large amount of money after detailed investigation.

And this Mr. Zheng is for self-protection.

Confessed many secrets of this business, and some other criminal gangs.

Also huge.

It can almost be said to be the largest case of reselling fake cultural relics in Forty-Nine City and even the whole region.

The two groups were successfully arrested and brought to justice.

But the case has never been closed, because no folk master who subdued them has been found.

Can't give an explanation.

"Those people didn't confess to my old man after they woke up...?"

Song Qingshan did not answer Zhang Guodong's question.

Instead ask a question.

"Old man, do you think it's possible? As soon as those people woke up, they called out an old man, an old man."

"Old man, you cast a great shadow on them."

Zhang Guodong shook his head helplessly.

It wasn't until those people were sent to the hospital that they realized how ruthless the old man in front of him was.

Good guys don't have a whole body.

Comminuted fractures are all mild, and some people are still in a coma.

"But the old man doesn't have to worry about these people. They are still in the hospital. I'm the only one to ask."