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 deliberately said good things about my father when you saw us mother and son.

No, no!Song Qingshu's expression was solemn and his tone was natural: Today, the name of a hero seemed to be everywhere on the street.But who can be called a hero only agrees with two and a half?

Oh, there are so many heroes in the world, I wonder which two and a half have this honor?Mrs. Hu was also interested in him and changed her previous cold expression.

Guo Jingguo, who guards Xiangyang, deserves his reputation for serving the country and the people.Song Qingshu was thinking in his heart, but unfortunately he spent all his energy on national affairs and was a bit dereliction of duty to his family.

Guo Daxia is indeed a great hero.The mother and son nodded one after another.

Song Qingshu deliberately kept the remaining half and said, "It is Wu Liuqi, the god beggar in the snow, who has truly received a meal and will never forget it." He is really a strange man in the country."

As for why it is half, it is because Song Qingshu cannot tell whether Wu Liuqi of this era is Wu Liuqi in Jin Yong's writings or the Wu Liuqi in history.

Although I have never heard of this person, as you said, he can indeed be regarded as the word "hero".Mrs. Hu always admires such heroes the most and can't help but show her glamour on her face.

What about another one?The child couldn't hold back and saw that Song Qingshu had not continued to talk, Hu Fei asked hurriedly.

Song Qingshu did not speak out, but instead read a poem: There is a hero in Liaodong and the hero Hu Yidao.Martial arts can dominate the world, and heroism can reach the sky.Loyalty fills the world, tenderness surrounds the heart.It made the scholar envious and wished they could make friends with each other.

Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes were full of colorful words, and she looked at him deeply. The dying man thanked the young master for his husband and gave him a poem.

Now she was really relieved. If the other party hadn't really been familiar with Hu Yidao's life, it would have been impossible for him to write such an appropriate poem. With just a few lines, Mrs. Hu seemed to hear her husband's heroic laughter again, and her heart couldn't help but feel sad.

Now Hu Fei looked at Song Qingshu's more and more pleasing to him. He heard that his poem was full of regrets of being squandered, and he suddenly felt proud and pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve and said solemnly: I admired your heroic spirit in the restaurant just now. Although I had no power to tie a chicken, I had a strong body.If Dad sees you, he will definitely meet too late. I hear your tone full of regret. I am willing to make an eight-day friendship with you on behalf of Dad. I wonder if you are willing?

Mrs. Hu was shocked and quickly tried to cover her son's mouth: Feier, don't mess around!

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the flying fox of the snow mountain. He has been so bold since childhood. Song Qingshu smiled heartily: Sure enough, he is worthy of being the son of Hero Hu!I can't find it.

After saying that, he pulled Hu Fei and knelt down in the northeast direction, grabbed a handful of loess as an incense candle: I am here to read Song Qingshu, admire the style of Hu Yidao from Liaodong, and would like to form brothers of the opposite sex with him, to testify against heaven and earth, and to the mountains and rivers as alliances, and to the emperor and the queen of heaven, to understand this heart.

Hu Fei also knelt down and said seriously: In the lower class, Hu Yidao and Song Qingshu became brothers of the opposite sex. Well, I don’t ask for birth in the same year and month, but I ask for death on the same day... Hu Fei was still young after all, and couldn’t think of any oath for a moment. I remembered what I heard in the play and said, and I opened my mouth.

Nonsense, your father... Mrs. Hu didn't hold him back just now, but now seeing his oath is really inappropriate, I can't help but feel embarrassed.

Sister-in-law, it’s okay. I’ve died long ago, but now I’m lucky to have a life of surviving.Song Qingshu didn't lie, the real Song Qingshu was indeed dead.

Seeing him calling him sister-in-law, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but feel a little surprised and said unnaturally: Fei'er is so nonsense.

I really appreciate that he has a heroic spirit since he was a child. If he hadn't been sworn with his brother, I would have planned to sworn with him.

Song Qingshu smiled and said, Feier, we are privately acquaintances with peers.

Hu Fei used his father's name to become sworn brothers with him on a whim. Suddenly, he thought that he was shorter out of thin air and was depressed. He heard this and was overjoyed and went up to shout: What a big brother!

Seeing the big and small making noises there, Mrs. Hu closed her eyes in pain and had to change the topic: Uncle... Uncle, I see that you seem to be inactive. With your young body, you should not be so Ah.

Song Qingshu was so soft that she was crying to her uncle, and she quickly replied: Sister-in-law, I was seriously injured before, and now my meridians are broken...

Mrs. Hu was shocked when she heard this: Can you please take my pulse?Seeing that he had already become a sworn brother with his husband, he didn't care so much about the difference between men and women.

Although she knew that it would not help, Song Qingshu politely handed over her hand. When Mrs. Hu's tender and fair fingers stroked his pulse, Song Qingshu felt that the touch was icy and slippery, and her heart couldn't help but feel it.

Who is so cruel to his uncle?Not long after, Mrs. Hu's face changed drastically.

Song Qingshu reluctantly withdrew his arm and smiled bitterly: I have done a big mistake before. I deserve this experience, so my sister-in-law doesn't have to care.

You can see it openly. Seeing that Song Qingshu is so open-minded, Mrs. Hu looked at him in surprise, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up: By the way, we are about to visit the drug hands and medicine king. I heard that he is not only powerful in using poison, but also a great power player to save people. Maybe he can cure his uncle's injuries.

By chance, I came to Dongting Lake to find him.Song Qingshu lamented that it was really fate.

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

I can't get it!Song Qingshu was overjoyed and did not dislike him. He realized that he had lost his composure and quickly said, "Do you know the place where the poisonous medicine king lives?"

We, mother and son, have been searching for him for many years, and only found out that he was in Dongting Lake for a few months ago, but the specific location is unknown.Mrs. Hu raised her delicate eyebrows slightly and said helplessly.

I know that he is in the White Horse Temple in Dongting Lake area, but I asked many people that I didn’t know where the White Horse Temple is.Song Qingshu was also very upset.

Mom, didn’t we pass by a small town a month ago, just called White Horse Temple?Little Hu Fei suddenly screamed in excitement.

The doubts that had been around for many years were about to be answered, and Mrs. Hu couldn't help but look happy. Song Qingshu also breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the lake to wash, and wiped off the blood on her face. Mrs. Hu's eyes lit up and thought to herself: Uncle is such a handsome figure, but she didn't expect that she was as bold as her elder brother.

Sister-in-law, what’s the matter with you mother and son looking for the King of Medicine?Song Qingshu wiped the water from his head and asked at Mrs. Hu.

When Brother Hu was poisoned and died, I later investigated it and found out that the poison he was infected with was the secret medicine of the King of Poisoning Hands, Heisha Han Bing. However, we and his wife never had any holidays, and there was no reason to harm him. I thought it was his medicine taken away by others. I wanted to ask him in person who had such a poisonous substance.

Recalling her husband again, Mrs. Hu's pretty face couldn't hide the sadness in her heart.