Chapter 13

Hu Fei was very happy to hear that he admired his father so much. However, seeing his mother's smile, his eyes turned, "who knows if you want to say good things about my father when you see our mother and son?"

"No, no!" Song Qingshu's expression was solemn and his tone was natural: "in today's world, the names of great Xia seem to be all over the street. But I only agree with two and a half of those who are really worthy of great Xia? "

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

"Guo Jingguo, who is guarding Xiangyang, is well deserved for his country and people." However, song Qingshu was thinking about it in his heart. Unfortunately, his energy was all spent on national affairs, which made him neglect his duty to his family.

"Great Xia Guo is a great Xia indeed." Mother and son nodded one after another.

"The remaining half," said Song Qingshu, who deliberately sold the pass, "belongs to Wu Liuqi, a beggar in the snow. He has truly received a meal and will never forget it. He is really a strange man in the sea." As for why it's half, it's because song Qingshu is not sure whether Wu Liuqi in this era is Jin Yong's or that in history.

"I haven't heard of him, but as you say, he can be a great Xia." Mrs. Hu always appreciated this kind of hero most, and she couldn't help showing her brilliance.

"And one more?" The child can't calm down. Seeing that song Qingshu doesn't go on, Hu Fei asks.

However, song Qingshu didn't speak up. Instead, he read a poem: "there are heroes in Liaodong, great Xia Hu Yidao. Martial arts level the world, heroic spirit soars to the sky. Righteousness is full of heaven and earth, and tenderness is in my heart. It's the envy of scholars. I hate not to make friends with each other. "

Mrs. Hu's eyes were so beautiful that she gave him a deep look. "The undead thank you for your poem." This time, she really put down her heart. If the other party didn't really know and admire Hu Yidao's life, she couldn't have made such an appropriate poem. With only a few lines, Mrs. Hu seemed to hear her husband's heroic laughter again. She couldn't help feeling sad.

This time, the more Hu Fei saw song Qingshu, the more pleasing he was to his eyes. He was filled with the regret of saving money in his poems. His heart was full of pride. He pulled song Qingshu's sleeve and said solemnly: "I admire your pride in the restaurant just now. Although I have no power to bind a chicken, I have a strong body. Dad, if I see you, I'm sure it's too late to meet you. Your tone is full of regret. I'd like to make friends with you on behalf of dad. Would you like to? "

Mrs. Hu was so shocked that she quickly tried to cover her son's mouth: "Fei Er, don't make a fool of yourself!"

Sure enough, he is a flying fox in the snow mountain. He has been so heroic since he was a child. Song Qingshu smiles brightly: "sure enough, he is the son of great Xia Hu! I can't help it. " After that, Hu Fei knelt down to the northeast and grabbed a wad of loess as a candle: "in the next song dynasty, I admire the style of Liaodong Hu Yidao, and I'm willing to marry him as a brother of the opposite sex, as a witness of heaven and earth, as a League of mountains and rivers, as a mirror of this heart."

Hu Fei also knelt down, serious: "next Hu Fei, Hu Yidao and song Qingshu are brothers of the opposite sex. Well, they don't want to be born in the same year and month, but to die in the same year and day..." after all, Hu Fei is still young. He can't think of any oath for a moment. When he thinks of what he heard in the play, he opens his mouth.

"Mischief, your father all..." Mrs. Hu just a did not hold him, now see his oath is really nondescript, can't help but embarrassed.

"Sister in law, it doesn't matter. My younger brother died long ago, but now I'm lucky to have a life to live on." Song Qingshu didn't lie. The real song Qingshu is dead.

Seeing that he called his sister-in-law, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but jump in her heart and said somewhat unnaturally, "Phil is so ridiculous."

"I really appreciate his chivalrous spirit from being careful. If I hadn't already made obeisance with my elder brother, I would have made obeisance with him." Song Qingshu said with a smile, "fei'er, in private, we talk about the relationship with peers."

On the spur of the moment, Hu Fei used his father's name to bow to him. Suddenly, he thought that he was a generation short and depressed. Hearing this, he was overjoyed and went forward to say, "good brother!"

Looking at a large and a small monkey around there, Mrs. Hu also closed her eyes in pain, so she had to change the topic and said: "Uncle... Uncle, I see you seem to be short of breath. With your youth's physique, it shouldn't be like this."

Song Qingshu was yelled by her uncle and half of her body was crisp. She quickly said, "sister-in-law Mingjian, I was seriously injured before, and now my meridians are broken..."

Mrs. Hu was surprised: "uncle, can I have a pulse?" Seeing that he had already made obeisance to his husband, he didn't care so much about the difference between men and women.

Although he knew it would not help, song Qingshu politely handed over his hand. When Mrs. Hu's soft and white fingers touched his pulse, song Qingshu felt that the touch was ice and slippery, and his heart could not help shaking.

"Who is so cruel to my uncle?" Before long, Mrs. Hu's face changed greatly.

Song Qingshu reluctantly took back his arm and said with a bitter smile, "I've done a big mistake before. I deserve what I've suffered. My sister-in-law doesn't have to care."

"You are open-minded." seeing that song Qingshu was so open-minded, Mrs. Hu looked at him in surprise. Suddenly she thought of something, and her eyes brightened: "by the way, we are going to visit the king of poisonous hand medicine. It is said that he not only uses poison badly, but also saves people. Maybe he can cure uncle's injury."

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

"Uncle, if you don't like it, let's go on the road together." Mrs. Hu said softly.

"I can't help it!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed. He didn't want to abandon it. He realized that he was a bit out of his way and said, "I don't know where the king of poison hand medicine lives, sister-in-law?"

"Our mother and son have been searching for him for many years, and only a few months ago we found out that he was in Dongting Lake, but the exact location is unknown." Mrs. Hu a pair of delicate eyebrows slightly a pick, helpless said.

"I know that he is in Baima temple in the area of Dongting Lake, but I asked a lot of people about the exact location of Baima temple, but they didn't know." Song Qingshu was also very upset.

"Niang, didn't we pass by a small town a month ago, called Baima temple?" Xiao hufei suddenly began to shout.

Many years of doubts are about to be answered. Mrs. Hu can't help but look happy. Song Qingshu also takes a long breath and goes to the lake to clean up. After wiping off the bloodstain on her face, Mrs. Hu sees it in front of her eyes and thinks to herself: uncle is such a handsome figure, but she is just as proud as elder brother.

"Sister in law, what's the matter with your mother and son Song Qingshu wiped the water on his head, looked at Mrs. Hu and asked.

"Brother Hu died of poisoning in those years. Later, I found out that the poison in him was Heisha Hanbing, the secret medicine of the king of poisonous hand medicine. However, our husband and wife never had a relationship with him, and there was no reason to harm him. I think his medicine was taken by other people. I want to ask him face to face who else has this highly poisonous thing." Recalling her husband, Mrs. Hu's pretty face could not hide her sadness.