Vol 2 Chapter 731: Bad old man

"One nine twenty-nine will not shoot, three nine forty-nine will walk on the ice."
While the old man huddled in the cat winter at home or leaned against the wall stack to bask in the sun, the children of all sizes nearby were playing crazy. Within two days of coming here, Ping An has made many friends.
No matter how cold the sky is, it can't stop the children from running wildly in the alley. When it snows, it is even more serious, from snowball fights at the entrance of the alley to skiing after the snow has been smashed. Before dinner, Zhou Jiao couldn't see her children.
With the help of these children, their family quickly integrated into the hutong family. Following the innocent Zhang Guoqing's hands-on fiddle with various skating gadgets, within a week, the neighbors nearby met the yelling of the little five. Even Zhou Jiao, who has been resting with a body, often receives a small appetizer of soaked jujube, a sauerkraut and so on.
It was still dark, Zhang Guoqing began to work out around the moat again, greeted and chatted with the familiar old men, and ran back slowly.
Passing by the restaurant, I queued up to buy a few fried dough sticks and was about to walk away. Unexpectedly, a man wrapped up like a bear and showing two pairs of eyes stopped in front of him, staring at the dough sticks in his hand.
Zhang Guoqing is not reluctant, he believes that if he gives it away, he will definitely attract criticism. These days, every meal is a life-saving product, let alone fried dough sticks.
He took the initiative to avoid and walked to the side, walking a few steps and felt a little intolerable. I just saw that the figure should be an old man. Whoever lives for a long time before being poor will find alms.
If his family is short of food, he can't be kind for his wife and son. After sighing, Zhang Guoqing turned his head towards the man, and saw him following behind him.
Zhang Guoqing looked at him in surprise, saying that there were many young and old men and women in line, so why did he just pick him? Could it be that he has the word "good guy" engraved on his face?
The "round ball" saw him stop and rolled forward quickly. Seeing Zhang Guoqing's eyes twitching, I was really worried that the other party would fall.
"What do you look at, it's Lao Tzu, but you are blind?"
Zhang Guoqing immediately widened his eyes, the voice was too familiar. Even in the past few months, it might have made him willing to be taken advantage of.
"Old man, you..."
Pulling down the collar with one hand, the old face that was exposed was not the same old man who touched porcelain last time. Seeing Zhang Guoqing recognized, the old man immediately changed his attitude and snorted proudly.
On a deadly cold day, Zhang Guoqing was able to see the old man wearing a cotton-padded jacket that was not thick, and he was able to have a general knowledge of him: "May I ask you to have breakfast?"
"It's pretty much the same. If your kid doesn't respect the old and love the young, you regret it. Quickly lead the way and talk to your house."
Zhang Guoqing smiled when he saw him talking to himself. The old man didn't know who he was, and he seemed to know his own family well.
The north screamed, blowing on his face like a needle. Zhang Guoqing didn't feel young and strong, but the old man with no malice could not wear much.
He didn't say anything along the way, trying to avoid freezing places on the ground and take him home early.
His subconscious movement made the old man behind his eyes smile, staring at his back from time to time, nodding and shaking his head again.
Zhang Guoqing opened the courtyard door and walked around the shadow wall. He saw his son braving the cold wind in front of the main house. He didn't bother the child either, knocked on the window outside the West House: "Daughter-in-law, there are guests at home."
In the blink of an eye, the old man looked back and forth around Ping An, and saw that, apart from just taking a look at himself at the beginning, he ignored him all the way.
The old man became unhappy and began to think: "What a idiot, the big idiot gave birth to a little idiot. Don't lie down on the bed in a cold day and just toss about it."
Ping An smiled at him and immediately closed his eyes.
"Oh, you're not stupid. Come and talk to my old man about how old are you? How many years have you practiced? Is this a secret recipe for your breathing?"
After Zhang Guoqing got Zhou Jiao's response, he heard these words next to them, and he couldn't laugh or cry. This one really has two chances, and he can figure out his son's mental training only by looking at it.
What a weird master! I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse to be targeted by the other party?
"Old man, let's go to the study to sit down and have a cup of hot water to warm up. We can have breakfast in a while."
The old man waved his hand: "Don't disturb Lao Tzu, I'm having a good time chatting with this little guy."
Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes silently. You are so boring, talking nonsense with your eyes open. If it wasn't for the innocence of the other party, he would suspect that this was coming to grab his son.
"...The third breath is too hard to injure the lungs. You need to change the frequency in different seasons throughout the year.... Teach your to understand the distinction between old and young... Yes, smart, hold down Dantian Qi, slowly Spit it out, pinch and count to ten... cycle back and forth, wait for a deep breath at the beginning..."
Zhang Guoqing unconsciously followed him to the side.
The old man glanced at him: "Big fool, how old are you?"
Zhang Guoqing laughed blankly after being scolded.
"I'm good, right? Don't think I don't understand martial arts, but these are just farts. You didn't lose a bowl of noodles, right?"
"That is, you always look like an expert."
"Stop flattering. I'm not sure where the old man is going to eat and drink."
"How is it possible? Don't wrong me~EbookFREE.me~ that way, I won't go anymore."
"what?"
"Ah what. Just say that your kid is not sincere. I'm sorry, I don't have a blood relationship, let me die early and reborn..."
Ping An was surprised to watch the old man suddenly change his face. Who is this person? what happened?
"Old man, I am for you!"
Hearing the words, the old man turned around immediately and saw a little girl standing behind him with a smile, his eyes lit up. Finally wait for the Lord!
"Really?"
Zhou Jiao looked at him with a smile, "Don't you know it in your heart?"
"Do you know who I am?"
Zhou Jiao shook her head: "I haven't met each other. But you always have the fragrance of medicine, and you can also point out the shortcomings of the children's heart method at once. You are not a medical family but a famous doctor."
Hearing this, the old man walked around Zhou Jiao: "Is it really unforgettable as it was spread outside?"
Zhou Jiao's eyes flashed: "It's exaggerated, it's barely a bit stronger than ordinary people's memory."
As soon as her words fell, her right hand was immediately grasped by the other party, and she was about to resist subconsciously. When she suddenly saw the other party observing her fingers, she frowned to resist the discomfort.
"It's a pity that Huang's acupuncture and moxibustion were also unique in those days, and there is no successor." The old man shook his head repeatedly and exclaimed.
Zhou Jiao retracted her hands, spread her hands, glanced at the old man, "Listen to the accent, you said that you are from Bashu, who are you?"
Zhang Guoqing pulled her aside, stretched out his palm to the old man to beckon him to move, and smiled: "It's cold outside, let's go into the living room and talk again."
Zhou Jiao glanced at the two who had left, and touched her son's head: "The time is up, let's stop here today." Usually, the child still punches, which is scrupulous. She doesn't want her son to expose too much.