"Father, come out and take a look. Old Man Song is still alive.”
"And it looks like your body has become much stronger.”
"This is really strange."
Around 1:30 pm.
Song Qingshan had just walked out of the house when the Second Aunt, who lived opposite, was washing the dishes by the sink.
When she saw Song Qingshan, she immediately jogged back home.
She reported this news to Liu Haizhong with a shocked expression. No wonder she was so noisy.
A hundred-year-old man had not gone out for several days in the cold winter.
Moreover, he hadn't seen anyone cooking.
They were either dying or already dead.
How could he come out again?
Not only that.
What shocked Second Aunt the most was that the old man's walking appearance was much stronger than before.
His white hair was gone.
Had he seen a ghost?
"What do you mean by your body has become much stronger? This is called the last ray of light.”
Liu Haizhong stood at the door with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Song Qingshan and said solemnly,"Just wait and see. This old man probably won't be able to come back after this trip. He'll freeze to death on the streets.”
"How pitiful." Second Aunt shook her head.
"What's there to be pitiful about? If he had died a few years earlier, that house would have been ours when we were distributing the houses back then.”Liu Haizhong glared at Second Aunt.
"It's not too late now. Once the old man dies, we'll occupy the house.”
"Let our boss move in first.”
"No."
When Liu Haizhong heard this, he objected firmly,""The factory is going to promote a new batch of officers, and I'm a popular person. I can't ruin my reputation for a house.”
"This is called losing the big for the small.”
"Yes, yes, yes. If you can become a team leader, you can earn more than ten yuan a month.”
"How much is a house worth?"
"Look at me, I almost ruined the big deal.”
Aunt Two blamed herself with a face full of shame. Liu Haizhong had already returned to the house with his hands behind his back.
Team Leader?
It was too small.
With his own ability.
No matter what, he should be an associate chief physician.
On the other side.
Song Qingshan, who had taken three pills and was reborn, not only had his body become several decades younger.
His vision and hearing had also improved.
He heard Liu Haizhong and Second Aunt's conversation clearly.
This person was not dead yet.
He started scheming against my house.
The courtyard was full of beasts.
Indeed, it lived up to its reputation.
Actually, Song Qingshan didn't act too shockingly.
With his current physical condition.
He was not afraid of the cold at all.
He could walk as fast as flying, and he could even run more than ten miles without any problem.
But he was still slightly hunched.
She wrapped her hands tightly around her tattered cotton jacket.
He even rummaged through the cabinets and found an old-fashioned cap to wear on his head to cover his gray hair.
After all, he had just arrived here.
It was better to be careful.
"Brother Song, where are you going in this cold weather? Don't freeze to death outside."
Song Qingshan was walking.
Suddenly, he heard the Deaf Old Lady sitting at the door shouting.
Although there was a hint of concern in his tone.
However, Song Qingshan knew that she was playing a game of cat and mouse, pretending to be merciful. She couldn't wait for him to die.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't die before you.”Song Qingshan glanced at him and replied coldly.
Then, he walked straight ahead and ignored her.
The accounts of the five guarantees.
Sooner or later.
However, now was not the time to wait for his job at the rolling mill to stabilize.
Then, he would teach these people a lesson.
"Dog temper, who else in the courtyard would care about you other than me?”
"On the day you die, there won't even be a straw mat for you.”
The deaf old lady's warm face was stuck to her cold buttocks.
He was so angry that he cursed.
However…
This old man looked a little different from usual today.
He looked much younger all of a sudden.
Could it really be the last moment of life?
The Deaf Old Lady looked at Song Qingshan's back with a puzzled expression.
"Hey, old thing, can you have eyes when you walk? You almost bumped into me.”
Song Qingshan had just reached the entrance of the courtyard.
He crossed the threshold.
Suddenly, she almost bumped into someone.
Song Qingshan looked up.
So it was Jia Zhangshi's precious son, the short-lived Jia Dongxu.
The moment he opened his mouth, his mouth was full of sh * t.
Indeed, like mother, like son.
"Little bastard, who are you scolding?"
"Pa!"
Song Qingshan didn't indulge him at all. He raised his hand and slapped him.
"Aiyo, old thing, you dare to hit me?”
This slap.
The force was so great that Jia Dongxu grimaced in pain. He waved his fist and was about to return the blow.
"Jia Dongxu, stop! You can't fight back!”
"Why don't you take a look at who this old man is? It's Old Man Song from our courtyard. He's almost a hundred years old.”
"When the time comes, you will have to pay with your life.”
There were two people standing behind Jia Dongxu.
One was Silly Pillar.
Although she was about ten years younger than in the original plot, she still looked anxious.
He saw that Jia Dongxu was about to fight back.
He immediately rushed forward to stop her.
"That's right, Dongxu, don't be rash."
The other was Qin Huairu, who had just entered the city. She was not considered Jia Dongxu's girlfriend yet.
They were just acquaintances.
Song Qingshan raised his head and glanced at the young Qin Huairu.
She had two braids.
He was dressed plainly.
Unlike the original novel, where her figure had already changed after giving birth to three children, Qin Huairu now looked slim and graceful.
Especially her big bright eyes.
It was filled with charm.
Qin Huairu was definitely the most beautiful woman in the Siheyuan now.
"Old thing, you're lucky. If it wasn't for your age, I would have crippled you.”
Jia Dongxu calmed down after hearing what Silly Zhu said.
He slowly retracted his hand.
If that punch had landed, something would have definitely happened to this old fart.
He would be stuck in it for the rest of his life.
However…
It was really embarrassing to have a big wedding in front of Qin Huairu.
Therefore, he cursed angrily as a way to give her a way out.
"Brat, do you still want to be beaten up?”
Song Qingshan raised his hand with a cold face.
That slap just now was really not satisfying enough. He did not use his full strength.
If he used all his strength.
She could definitely knock out a few of his teeth.
Jia Dongxu saw Song Qingshan's sharp gaze and the way he raised his hand.
He suddenly felt guilty.
Instinctively, she took a step back. The slap just now had caused her face to burn with pain.
Wasn't this old man too strong?
Was it 100 years old?
"Hey, Old Man Song, you're so old, why don't you have any eyesight? If I hadn't stopped you, would you have taken a punch from Dongzi?”
"Stop while you're ahead. Let's go quickly."
Silly Zhu hugged Jia Dongxu and tried to persuade Song Qingshan like a kind-hearted person.
Actually, he didn't really want to help her.
He just wanted to show off in front of Qin Huairu. Who knew who was more mature and steady between him and Jia Dongxu?
who is more worthy of a good match?
He and Jia Dongxu seemed friendly on the surface, but they had become love rivals in private.
They all wanted to fight for Qin Huiru.
Qin Huairu had also noticed this, so she had been hesitating.
However, if he wanted to establish a foothold in the city...
He had to make a choice.
In fact, she was more inclined to Jia Dongxu.
Silly Zhu was a chef.
There was basically no room for improvement.
Jia Dongxu was different.
The salary of a second-grade fitter in the rolling mill was now the same as Silly Zhu's.
Work hard in the future.
Level three or four was possible.
Her life would be better if she married him.
And the most crucial point was…
Silly Zhu was a big straight man, he didn't have any romantic feelings when he spoke, but Jia Dongxu could always speak to her heart.
"This slap will teach you a lesson. I'll settle the score with you later.”
Song Qingshan raised his head and pointed at Jia Dongxu.
Then, he left.
There was no such thing now.
It's the same for venting my anger on you, my father.
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