Flower Stealing Master Chapter 13: Uncle and sister-in-law

Hu Fei was also very happy to hear that he admired his father so much, but when he saw his mother's smile, his eyes rolled, "Who knows if you see our mother and son, you deliberately said my father's kind words."

"Neither, nor!" Song Qingshu looked solemnly, with a natural tone of voice: "Nowadays, the title of heroes seems to be full of streets. But those who are really called heroes only agree with two and a half?"

"Oh, there are so many heroes in the world, I don't know which two and a half have this honor?" Madam Hu was also interested in him, changing her cold expression before.

"Guo Jingguo, who guards Xiangyang, is a hero for the country and the people, and he deserves it." Song Qingshu was thinking in his heart, but unfortunately his energy was all spent on national affairs, and he was a little negligent to his family.

"Guo Daxia is indeed a generation of heroes." The mother and son nodded one after another.

"The remaining half," Song Qingshu deliberately sold Guanzi and said, "It is Wu Liuqi, the beggar in the snow, who has truly achieved the kindness of being rewarded by others and will never forget it. It is also a man of Hainechi." As for why it was half, it was because Song Qingshu could not tell whether Wu Liuqi in this era was Wu Liuqi in Jin Yong's pen, or Wu Liuqi in history.

"Although I have never heard of this person, as you said, he is indeed a hero." Madam Hu usually admires such heroes the most, and she can't help but show her brilliance.

"Where is another one?" The child couldn't hold back his breath. Seeing that Song Qingshu hadn't continued speaking, Hu Fei asked quickly.

Song Qingshu did not speak bluntly. Instead, he read a poem: "There are heroes in Liaodong, the heroes have a knife. The martial arts level the world, and the heroic spirit rushes into the sky. The loyalty is full of heaven and earth, and the tenderness is around. ."

The words made Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes sparkling again and again, and she looked at him deeply, "The survivor thanked the son for giving poems to the husband." Now she was really relieved, if the other party hadn't really dealt with Hu's life. I am very familiar and admired, and it is impossible to make such an appropriate poem. With just a few lines, Mrs. Hu seemed to hear her husband's heroic laughter again, and she couldn't help but feel sore.

The more Hu Fei looked at Song Qingshu, the more pleasing his eyes were. Hearing his poems were full of regrets about fate, he felt proud, pulling Song Qingshu's sleeves and said solemnly: "I admired your pride in the restaurant just now, although I don’t have the power to bind a chicken, but I have a strong iron bone. If Dad sees you, he must meet each other late. Listening to your tone of regret, I am willing to form a friendship with you on behalf of Dad. I wonder if you are willing?"

Ms. Hu was shocked and quickly tried to cover her son's mouth: "Fei'er, don't be fooling around!"

Sure enough to be the Snow Mountain Flying Fox. Since childhood, he has been so arrogant and dry. Song Qingshu smiled heartily: "As expected, he is the son of Daxia Hu! I can't ask for it." After speaking, he pulled up Hu Fei and knelt down to the northeast, grabbing a scratch. The loess acts as a joss stick: "In the Qingshu of the Lower Song Dynasty, I admire the style of Liaodong Hu, and I am willing to form brothers of the opposite **** with him. Heaven and earth testify, mountains and rivers are alliances, and the emperor and queen of the earth, to learn from this heart."

Hu Fei also knelt down, solemnly: "Under Hu Fei, his surrogate Hu Yidao and Song Qingshu became brothers of the opposite sex. Well, I don't want to be born in the same month and the same month, but I want to die on the same day in the same year..." Hu Fei is still young after all. Time couldn't think of any vows, and when I remembered what I heard in the drama, I opened my mouth.

"Mischief, your father..." Madam Hu didn't hold him a while ago, and now seeing his oath is really nondescript, she couldn't help being embarrassed.

"Sister-in-law, it's okay. The younger brother died a long time ago, but now he has his life left behind." Song Qingshu didn't lie, the real Song Qingshu was indeed dead.

Seeing him calling his sister-in-law, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but jump in her heart, and said unnaturally: "Fei'er is too foolish."

"I really appreciate that he has a heroic spirit from being careful. If it hadn’t been for the elder brother, I’d still plan to worship him." Song Qingshu laughed, "Fei'er, we’ll talk about the same generation privately. ."

Hu Fei used his father's name to worship him on a whim, and suddenly thought that he was a younger generation out of thin air. He was depressed. He was overjoyed when he heard that, and he stepped forward and shouted, "Good brother!"

Looking at the big and the small playing around there, Madam Hu also closed her eyes in a bit of pain, and had to change the subject: "Uncle...Uncle, I see that you don’t seem to be mad. With your young physique, no It should be so."

Song Qingshu was half-shuffled by her uncle's shout, and quickly replied: "Sister-in-law Mingjian, I was severely injured before, and now my meridians are all broken..."

Ms. Hu was surprised when she heard this: "Uncle, can I get a pulse?" Seeing that he had already bowed to his husband, she didn't care about the difference between men and women so much.

Even though he knew that there was no help, Song Qingshu politely handed it over. When Madam Hu's soft and white fingers touched his pulse, Song Qingshu only felt ice and slippery to the touch, and he couldn't help but shake.

"Who gave such a cruel hand to his uncle?" Not long after, Madam Hu's face changed drastically.

Song Qingshu reluctantly retracted his arm, and said with a wry smile: "I did a big mistake before, and I deserved it, so my sister-in-law doesn't care."

"You can see well," Seeing Song Qingshu's open-mindedness, Madam Hu glanced at him in surprise, and suddenly thought of something~ IndoMTL.com~ her eyes lit up: "By the way, we are going to visit the Poisonous Medicine King. I heard that he is not only very powerful with poison, but also a great power to save people. Maybe he can heal his uncle’s injury."

"Coincidentally, I also came to Dongting Lake to find him." Song Qingshu sighed that it was fate.

"If uncle doesn't dislike it, let's go on the road together." Madam Hu said softly.

"I can't ask for it!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed. How could he dislike him, realizing that he was a little gaffe, and said quickly, "I wonder if my sister-in-law knows where the poisonous hand medicine king lives?"

"My mother and son have been searching for many years, and only a few months ago we found out that he was in the Dongting Lake generation, but the exact location is not known." Madam Hu raised a pair of delicate eyebrows and said helplessly.

"I know he is in the White Horse Temple near Dongting Lake, but where the White Horse Temple is, I asked many people who didn't know it." Song Qingshu was also annoyed.

"Mother, didn't we pass by a small town a month ago, called Baima Temple?" Little Hu Fei suddenly exclaimed.

The doubts over the years are about to be answered. Madam Hu couldn’t help but smiled. Song Qingshu also let out a long sigh of relief, ran to the lake to freshen up, wiped off the blood from the shoe prints on her face, Madam Hu looked The moment before my eyes lit up, I thought to myself: Uncle is such a handsome figure, I didn't expect that his heart would be as arrogant as the elder brother.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter with your mother and son looking for the poisonous hand medicine king?" Song Qingshu wiped the water on his head, looking at Madam Hu and asked.

"At that time, Big Brother Hu died of poisoning. I did more research later and found out that the poison in him was the secret medicine of the poisonous hand medicine king, the black evil cold ice, but we and his wife have never had a holiday, and there is no reason for harm. I want to come. It was his medicine that was taken by others. I want to ask him in person to find out who else has this highly toxic substance." Recalling her husband, Madam Hu's pretty face could not conceal the sadness in her heart.