Chapter 13： Uncle and sister-in-law

Hearing that he admired his father so much, Hu Fei was also very happy, but when he saw his mother's smile, he rolled his eyes, "Who knows if you deliberately spoke well of my father after seeing our mother and son."

"No and no!" Song Qingshu's expression was serious, and his tone was natural: "In today's world, the titles of heroes seem to be everywhere. But those who are truly called heroes, I only agree 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 her previous cold expression changed.

"Guo Jingguo, who guards Xiangyang, is a hero for the country and the people." Song Qingshu was thinking in his heart, but it was a pity that he spent all his energy on national affairs, and he was a bit remiss in his family.

"Guo Daxia is indeed a generation of heroes." Both mother and son nodded.

"The remaining half," Song Qingshu said deliberately, "is Wu Liuqi, the god beggar in the snow. He has truly received the favor of others and will never forget it. He is really a strange man in Hainei." As for why? Half of it is because Song Qingshu is not sure whether the Wu Liuqi of this era is the Wu Liuqi written by Jin Yong or the Wu Liuqi in history.

"Although I have never heard of this person, as you said, he is indeed a hero." Mrs. Hu admired this kind of hero the most, and she couldn't help but shine brightly.

"Is there another one?" The child couldn't hold back, seeing that Song Qingshu hadn't continued, Hu Fei asked quickly.

Song Qingshu didn't speak bluntly, but read a poem instead: "There is a hero in Liaodong, the hero Hu Yidao. His martial arts level the world, and his arrogance soars to the sky. His loyalty is full of heaven and earth, and his tenderness is lingering in his heart. It makes scholars envious, and hates not to make friends with each other."

Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes sparkled with what she said, and she took a deep look at him, "The widow thanked the son for the poem on behalf of the late husband." Now she was really relieved, if the other party was not really familiar with Hu Yidao's life and admired him , It is impossible to write 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 feeling sour.

Now Hu Fei read Song Qingshu more and more pleasing to his eyes. Hearing that his poems were full of regrets, his heart suddenly felt heroic, and he pulled Song Qingshu's sleeves and said solemnly: "Just now in the restaurant, I admire your heroism, even though your hands are unbound You have the strength of a chicken, but you have a sturdy body. If Dad sees you, he will never meet again. Hearing the regret in your tone, I am willing to form a friendship with you on behalf of Dad. I wonder if you are willing?"

Madam Hu turned pale with shock, and quickly wanted to cover her son's mouth: "Fei'er, stop messing around!"

As expected, he is a flying fox in the snow mountain. He has been so proud since he was a child. Song Qingshu smiled heartily: "As expected, he is the son of Hero Hu! I wish for it." After speaking, he pulled Hu Fei and knelt down facing the northeast direction, and grabbed a handful of loess as a joss stick : "My Song Qingshu admires Hu Yidao's demeanor in Liaodong, and is willing to become a brother of the opposite sex with him. The heaven and the earth will testify, the mountains and rivers will be the alliance, and the emperor will empress the land. I will learn from this heart."

Hu Fei also knelt down, solemnly: "My next Hu Fei, Hu Yidao and Song Qingshu became brothers of the opposite sex. Well, I don't want to be born in the same year and the same month, but I want to die in the same year and the same day..." After all, Hu Fei was still young, so he couldn't think of any oath for a while , Thinking of what I heard in the play, I opened my mouth and came.

"Nonsense, your father..." Mrs. Hu didn't hold him back just now, but now she saw that his oath was really neither fish nor fowl, she couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Sister-in-law, it's okay. My little brother died a long time ago, but now I'm just lucky to have a life left." Song Qingshu didn't lie, the real Song Qingshu was indeed dead.

Seeing him calling her sister-in-law, Madam Hu couldn't help but her heart skipped a beat, and she said unnaturally: "Fei'er is too nonsense."

"I really appreciate that he has a heroic spirit since he was a child. If I hadn't sworn brotherhood with my brother, I would have planned to sworn brotherhood with him." Song Qingshu said with a smile, "Fei'er, we treat each other as equals in private."

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

Seeing one big and one small messing around, Madam Hu also closed her eyes in pain, so she could only change the subject and said, "Uncle...uncle, I see that you seem to be short of breath, and with your young body, you shouldn't be like this." ah."

Song Qingshu was half paralyzed by her uncle's yelling, and quickly replied: "Sister-in-law Mingjian, I was seriously injured before, so now my meridians have been cut off..."

Mrs. Hu was startled when she heard the words: "Uncle, can I feel the pulse?" Seeing that he had already married her husband, she didn't care so much about the difference between men and women.

Even though he knew it was useless, Song Qingshu still politely passed his hand over. When Mrs. Hu's soft and white fingers touched his pulse, Song Qingshu only felt that the touch was icy and slippery, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Who was so cruel to uncle?" Madam Hu's face changed drastically after a while.

Song Qingshu withdrew his arm reluctantly, and said with a wry smile: "I made a big mistake before, and I deserved what happened to me. My sister-in-law doesn't need to worry about it."

"You can see." Seeing Song Qingshu being so open-minded, Mrs. Hu gave him a surprised look, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up: "By the way, we are going to visit the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine. , Saving people is also a great skill, maybe he can heal uncle's injury."

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

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

"I can't ask for it!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed, how could he dislike it, realized that he was a little out of control, and quickly said, "I don't know if my sister-in-law knows where the Poison Hand Medicine King lives?"

"Our mother and son have been looking for it for many years, and we only found out that he was in Dongting Lake a few months ago, but the exact location is unknown." Mrs. Hu raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, and said helplessly.

"I do know that he is in the White Horse Temple near Dongting Lake, but I asked a lot of people about the exact location of the White Horse Temple." Song Qingshu was also very troubled.

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

The doubts for many years are about to be answered, Madam Hu couldn't help showing joy, Song Qingshu also breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the lake to wash up, wiped off the blood from the shoe prints on his face, Madam Hu saw Liang, thinking to himself: Uncle is such a handsome person, he never thought that his heart would be as heroic as his elder brother.

"Sister-in-law, why are you mother and son looking for the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine?" Song Qingshu wiped the water from his forehead, looked at Mrs. Hu and asked.

"Brother Hu died of poisoning back then. After more investigations, I found out that the poison in him was the secret medicine of the King of Poison Hand Medicine, Heisha Hanbing. However, our husband and wife have never had any problems with him, and there is no reason for him to do harm. I think it was his. The medicine was taken by other people, I want to ask him face to face who else has this highly poisonous substance." Recalling her husband again, Mrs. Hu's pretty face couldn't hide the sadness in her heart.