"Does that really work?" Qin Chaoyang couldn't believe it.

"Even if they don't get beaten at home, but their family knows why you are fighting, it is estimated that if you beat them again in the future, their family will be embarrassed to come to the Qin Mansion." Xiu'er comprehended Song Qing's words and said to Qin Chaoyang proudly.

"That's right, that's what I mean, they don't have the support of their families, you think who will dare to ask you for a fight in the future." These children's disputes are completely small cases for Song Qing.

"Alright, I'm going to practice calligraphy. Young master, you have a wound on your forehead, let Yu's mother rub some medicine for you. Song Qing turned around and pulled Xiu'er back to the study.

"Wait a minute." Qin Chaoyang grabbed Song Qing, a little embarrassed.

"What else?" Song Qing looked at Qin Chaoyang with some puzzlement, hasn't the incident been dealt with, do you still want to invite her to dinner. Uh, no, now I eat and live in his house.

"Well, thank you for today." Qin Chaoyang's face showed a suspicious red, "Also, I misunderstood you a few days ago, I'm really sorry." Don't call me young master, just like Xiu'er in the future, call me Chaoyang. ”

Song Qing waved his hand and said with a smile: "Forget it, this little thing, I still have to worry about you little kid." Then he picked up Xiu'er and ran away.

Qin Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses for a while, and shouted in the direction of Song Qing's departure: "You are a little brat!" Master Ben, I'm older than you! ”

"Hahaha~~" Song Qing and Xiu'er's silver bell-like laughter came from afar.

This little devil is sometimes quite interesting.

Since Song Qing taught Qin Chaoyang a trick, those children really didn't provoke him again, maybe they would slander and curse behind their backs, but when they saw Qin Chaoyang, they didn't dare to provoke as openly as before.

More than four months have passed in a blink of an eye, and when the New Year is approaching, Qin Zidu, who has been out for a long time, finally returned. It may be that he is too hard outside, his face is slightly thinner than before he left, and he is also a little haggard.

The days returned to the calm when he first entered the mansion, and Qin Chaoyang did not trouble Song Qing. But last time Song Qing said that he was a little kid, which made him angry, and the two of them still couldn't avoid bickering, but there was no longer the original malice, and even Xiu'er gradually joined the ranks of bickering. Seeing that Qin Chaoyang was so angry every time, Song Qing was enjoying it, the entertainment industry was so underdeveloped, it was not bad to find a child to fight and play.

Qin Chaoyang would also pull Song Qing and Xiu'er to Qin Wu from time to time to learn some fist and foot kung fu, and Xiu'er was very happy. Song Qing was too tired, just to defend himself, he learned some basic moves from Qin Wu, and he felt that it would not be a problem to deal with one or two perverts.

When they are not studying and practicing martial arts, the three of them also get together from time to time to play. Qin Chaoyang and Xiu'er are still children, but Song Qing didn't have many playmates when he was a child, and following the two of them inevitably became childish. Qin Ziwan was also quite relieved to see that the three children got along well.

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In the blink of an eye, flowers bloom again, winter goes to spring and comes again, and Song Qing has been in Qinfu for two years.

Qin Ziwan treated Song Qing as if he were his own, and his food and clothing were no less than Qin Chaoyang's, which made Song Qing grow a lot of meat in two years, his black hair was extremely soft, and he grew a lot taller. And because of the occasional martial arts, his body is also extremely healthy, and he can't see the shadow of the poor child when he first entered the house. Xiu'er still likes to inquire about gossip news, and as she gets older, she slowly loses her original boring. Qin Chaoyang has reached the growth period, and after only half a year of hard work, he is about to catch up with Qin Zidu.

Qin Zidui was looking haggard day by day, Song Qing looked at him as if he was sick, and wanted to find Steward Yu to ask someone to show him, but Qin Zidui himself said that it was okay, but things were a little tired, and Song Qing had to give up.

Qin Zidui has been out for half a year, and Song Qing and Xiu'er are helping Yu's mother prepare New Year's goods while studying. The two were busy working, and suddenly they heard a little guy shouting: "Oh no, no, something happened to the master!" ”

Xiu'er hurriedly went out, with an angry face on her face, and spat twice, "What's wrong, you crow's mouth!" ”

Song Qing pulled Xiu'er's sleeve and calmed her anger and said, "Okay, don't scold him yet, let's go to the front yard to see what's going on." ”

As soon as the two of them arrived outside Qin Zidu's room, they pushed the door and went in, and saw that Qin Chaoyang and Steward Yu's eyes were a little red, Yu's mother was still wiping her tears, and the three of them gathered around the collapse and looked at the people on the bed silently.

Song Qing walked over softly and saw that Qin Zidui had fallen asleep. This time, Qin Ziwan went out for a long time, and he didn't go home for half a year. But in just about half a year, he saw that his temples had been dyed with hoarfrost, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes began to appear, he was just in his thirties, and it was the golden age of a man in modern times, but now he looked so old.

Seeing him sleeping so deeply, Song Qing's heart was sour, and he asked softly, "Have you asked someone to see it, what did you say?" ”

Qin Chaoyang stayed in front of the bed, looking at Qin Zidu's sleeping face and not speaking, as if he didn't hear it. Steward Yu picked up Yu's mother, glanced at Song Qing and the two, and went out together.

After leaving the room, Steward Yu sighed before he spoke: "I asked someone to come and see it, and it was said that it was a disease caused by overwork, and it was not often recuperated." ”

Song Qing's heart sank after hearing this: In this era of backward medical level, some minor diseases can easily kill people.

"When did the old man get sick, and why did he get sick?" Xiu'er was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"My lord's health has gradually deteriorated in recent years, and when I went to Yan Country some time ago, the weather suddenly became cold, and I froze. After taking several pairs of medicines, it has not been better, but the situation has gradually gotten worse, I don't know if the medicine is wrong. The business was not finished yet, and I didn't care about my lord's objections, so I took him back home. It's also my fault that I've been careless and didn't take good care of my master. Steward Yu blamed himself and followed the master all day long, but he didn't find his physical condition.

Although Steward Yu is shrewd and capable, but after all, he is a man, and he is definitely not as careful as a woman in taking care of his daily life, seeing that he is blaming himself like this now, Song Qing comforted him: "Uncle Yu, don't blame yourself, now it's better to see if you can find another famous doctor, come and show the master." ”

After hearing this, Steward Yu cheered up: "Okay, what Qing'er said makes sense, I'll go to Qin Wen and ask him to go out to visit a famous doctor and come back." ”

"Then I'll stew a chicken, and when the old man wakes up, I can have chicken soup to make up for it." Yu's mother wiped away her tears and walked towards the kitchen with red eyes.

At night, Song Qing lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. In the past two years, Qin Zidui has taken great care of her, so that she has no worries about food and clothing, this kindness is something she can't repay, she only hates that she didn't study medicine before, and now seeing Qin Zidui sick, she can only be anxious, and she can't help but sigh lightly.

"Qing'er, can't you sleep too?" Xiu'er was also awake, and turned to Song Qing, "I don't know how Chaoyang is now, Mrs. passed away early, he only has one relative, and now he must be very sad in his heart." ”

After Song Qing heard this, he sighed again and said no more. Xiu'er was also silent, and the two had no sleep all night.