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

"I watched you two grow up, so you're welcome."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand at He Yushui.

"Okay, everything has been settled, Zhuzi, then I will go to work first."

"What a master, I've been so tired that I haven't eaten all morning. I just have something to make do with the rain."

"Master One, go slowly."

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he hurried to work.

Silly Zhu greeted him attentively.

Then came to the stove to make lunch for the siblings.

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backyard.

Inside Song Qingshan's house.

Qin Huairu packed up the pots and pans she bought, and is now trying on the wool padded jacket for Song Qingshan.

"Old man, it's not too big or too small, just right."

"You look so much more energetic when you put it on, and you still look very imposing."

"If I go to the barber shop to have my hair cut another day, I'll probably look ten years younger."

Qin Huairu helped Song Qingshan tidy up his neckline, full of praise, with crooked eyebrows and eyes smiling.

It is said that Xi Shi is in the eyes of lovers.

After identifying the old man.

Qin Huairu was pleasing to the old man's eyes.

"Why, from what you said, do you think I'm too old, too old?"

Song Qingshan said angrily.

"Old man, see what you said."

Qin Huairu flattened her mouth when she heard the words, showing the cuteness and playfulness of a young girl.

"It's fine if you don't dislike me, old man. How dare I dislike you."

"What did you buy?"

"Take a look, too."

Song Qingshan was only joking with Qin Huairu, not entangled in this issue.

I am looking forward to Qin Huairu changing into a new outfit.

"I'll get it."

Qin Huairu quickly went to find her embroidered padded jacket, and quickly brought it out to show Song Qingshan.

"Master, is it good?"

"good."

As a traveler, I have seen Song Qingshan in all kinds of down jackets.

I saw this embroidered cotton jacket with dirt and dregs.

Helplessly nodded.

But he also knew.

This should be the most popular and fashionable padded jacket at the moment.

"Old man, you don't seem to like it very much." Looking at Song Qingshan's eyes, Qin Huairu asked timidly.

"What about the underwear I asked you to buy?"

Song Qingshan's questions were not answered.

"Yes, it's inside." Qin Huairu blushed suddenly.

Those two undergarments.

After she got it, she stuffed it into the cotton jacket.

I am afraid that others will see it.

"Take it out and have a look."

"Oh."

Qin Huairu lowered his head and took out two pieces from the sleeves of his padded jacket...

rag? ? ?

Song Qingshan was disappointed.

"What kind of stuff is this? It's better to get two pieces of red cloth and make two red bellybands.".

50 When the wedding date is confirmed, Song Qingshan is furious (fifth change)

in this era.

If women's dress is too prominent.

Will be scolded as shameless.

Indecent.

Therefore, most of the women's underwear sold by the market supply and marketing agency are wrapped in cloth and big pants.

Just like the one Qin Huairu held in his hand.

Song Qingshan used it as a rag.

In fact, this has been carefully selected by Qin Huairu, which can attract people's attention.

"Old man, if you like it, I'll get some red cloth to make two things you said later..."

Qin Huairu really couldn't say the word dudou.

"Okay, go and change into all the new clothes." Song Qingshan nodded helplessly.

Not so much in this day and age.

"Well, the old man is waiting." Qin Huairu took the clothes and walked towards the inner room with small steps.

She tried it once when she bought it.

Many people were full of praise, and Qin Huairu was looking forward to the expression on the old man's face.

"Is it necessary to go to the back room? You can't change here."

Song Qingshan whispered something.

They have almost met each other frankly, so is it necessary to hide like this?

Song Qingshan's voice was the smallest.

But there were only the two of them in the room, so Qin Huairu could still hear these words clearly.

Immediately, her pretty face blushed, and she walked quickly into the back room.

It's broad daylight.

Even if they became a couple in the future, Qin Huairu would not dare to change clothes in person.

Shame.

soon.

There was a rustling sound from the back room.

Song Qingshan was distracted for a while.

Looking forward.

After about 5 minutes.

Qin Huairu came out from the back room and changed into the bloated black cotton coat.

Now I'm wearing a red floral padded jacket.

Tight waist.

Especially the high collar, which sets off Qin Huairu's oval face more rounded and bright.

Stunning.

So amazing.

For a moment.

Song Qingshan seemed to see the Thirteenth Aunt in the boy Huang Feihong.

"How is it? Does it look good?" Qin Huairu looked at the old man with a slight smile, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

In fact, there is no need to ask.

She had already found the answer from the old man's eyes.

"Pleasant to the eye."

Song Qingshan gave a four-character comment.

Then he nodded and said, "Well, it's a bride price worth 50 yuan."

"Old man, did you promise to marry me?"

Qin Huairu heard the words.

Immediately overjoyed.

"Find a time, find a matchmaker, come to propose marriage, and try to choose an auspicious day before the year to marry you."

Song Qingshan nodded again.

It is a definite date of marriage.

"what."

Qin Huairu let out an "ah" in disbelief.

"Old man, today is a double happiness for us."

"Let me do the math. Today is the eighth day of November. It's a good day to get married and enter the twelfth lunar month in our countryside."

"The old man is the best in Laba. Our custom is to hire a girl and marry a wife in Laba."

"We still have more than a month to prepare."

"Should be enough."

Qin Huairu smiled happily, and immediately began counting the days with her fingers.

Look at that energy.

I can't wait to get married tomorrow.

"Double happiness?"

Song Qingshan looked at Qin Huairu in bewilderment.

In addition to determining the date of marriage.

What other happy event is there today?

"Guess?" Qin Huairu approached Song Qingshan and smiled mysteriously.

"Did you pick up money on the way?"

"How can there be such a good thing."

"Have you added so many things at home?" Song Qingshan guessed again.