The old man was wearing a navy blue wool cardigan on his white shirt, leaning on crutches, but he tried hard to straighten his body.

The old man's hair was completely white and cut very short, and his eyes were looking at the summer solstice.

Very majestic.

It is Chi Qingguang, the old man who has had a brilliant military and political history in the Chi family.

Chi Cheng took a few steps and said, "Grandpa, you haven't slept yet. I'm back. Oh, I'll introduce you to you. This is what I told you... Summer Sorrow. Summer Sorrow is here, this is my grandfather."

The summer solstice walked over and bent down: "Hello Grandpa Chi."

"Yeah." The old man responded, still looking at Xia Zhi, and then asked very seriously: "Little girl, can you really fight three or four by one?"

Summer solstice: “…”

Don't you find the answer and can't sleep?

Chi Cheng covered his mouth and laughed, and was about to reach out to pull the old man in, but the old man raised his hand and had a crutch: "Let go, can I ask?"

Chi Cheng was beaten and jumped up: "Hiss, grandpa, it hurts! Then can't you always let someone in and ask?"

Xia Zhi responded at this moment: "Grandpa Chi, I'm not alone and I can beat three or four."

Chi Qingguang tightened his chin and nodded: "Well, I'll just say this kid is talking nonsense! Come in."

The old man turned around and began to cross the threshold.

This courtyard is very large, but the decoration is not luxurious. It basically retains the original courtyard decoration, and there are thresholds at the door.

Xia Zhi followed behind and said quietly: "Grandpa Chi, he is not nonsense. Normally, it is okay for me to beat six by myself, three or four by one, that's a trick."

Chi Qingguang shook his body, and his feet that had stepped on the threshold were empty and almost fell.

Fortunately, Chi Cheng supported him.

Summer solstice: “…”

Didn’t you say you could fight if you like it?

Why do you seem to be scared?

Chi Qingguang stood still with Chi Cheng, turned around and looked at Xia Zhi, his old eyes shining: "Really?"

"Yeah, of course."

Chi Qingguang poked his crutch to the ground and pushed Chi Cheng with his hand: "Then you can hit him for me!"

Xia Zhi honestly responded: "Okay, how do you fight?"

Chi Qingguang: "Just like the Sanda rules, if you fall to the ground for ten seconds, you will win."

"Now?"

"Yes, can it be done?"

"OK."

Chi Cheng, who was standing by, said: "..." I did something wrong!

He shouted, "Hey, grandpa, how can you do this? I just came back, why did you hit me? By the way, do you know that I had to raise it after breaking my leg? Grandpa, what do you want to do?"

Chi Qingguangli ignored him and shouted to the side: "Xiaocheng, help me move a chair!"

"Why!"

Uncle Cheng responded and quickly moved a rattan chair out and placed it at the door of the main house.

There were still several heads in the wing room that were protruding out, and they should be specially equipped with guards or waiters.

Chi Qingguang sat in the chair, and the lights in the corridor shone on his snow-white hair, which smelled a bit of highlights.

He pointed to the yard: "Go to start, little girl, hit him!"

Chi Cheng jumped into the yard to avoid: "Hey, hey, don't, grandpa, you have any objections to me, you said, don't play like this, grandpa, don't do this, I'll shout this way!"

Chi Qingguang leaned into the chair: "You shout, it's useless to shout your throat! Who dares to care about our family's affairs? Girl, come on, beat him!"

It doesn’t matter if the summer solstice is there, just fight.

Didn’t Chi Cheng brag about dozens of one-hand push-ups?

I haven't had a chance to try it before, so I'll say hello this time.

She shook her hand and took off the knitted windbreaker with a hole on her body, revealing a thin sweater with a small round neck and a pair of black jeans underneath, wrapping her young and upright body.

She held her hands together and moved for a while, shook her head at Chi Cheng, and her black hair was lightly raised: "Please give me advice."

Chi Cheng held his hand and stopped him: "Xia Zhi, don't come over, don't listen to my grandfather. I know, I'm playing in wing suit flying, he has always had his opinions. He is using you as a gun, don't be fooled!"

Summer Sora: "Really?"

Chi Qingguang stomped his crutch: "It's good that he knows, beat me hard!"

Chi Cheng shouted: "Don't! Xia Zhi, look, it's really true. He just doesn't like me playing with those things, and he can't beat me, so he tried to mess with me in a different way. Don't pay attention to him, okay, take a break early... Oh, what are you doing!"

While speaking, Xia Zhi stole a horse and punched him directly.

Chi Cheng quickly turned his head and moved aside: "Hey, you really beat you!"

"I thought you should fight when playing wing suit flying!" Xia Zhi said, and the fist wind whirred towards Chi Cheng.

At first, Chi Cheng was shouting and stopping, but soon, he didn't have time to shout. Xia Zhi's punches were getting faster and faster, not only punching, but also carrying his legs.

Chi Cheng supported seven or eight rounds, and fell to the ground after a quick punch from the summer solstice swept his legs:

"Ouch! My back! Grandpa, why are you doing this? Are you satisfied?"

Xia Zhi stood aside and prepared her clothes: "Take it!"

Chi Qingguang was satisfied: "Well, it's not bad! Cough cough cough! It's so happy. Little girl, come in, Xiaocheng, let's make tea, cough cough cough!"

Satisfied means being satisfied, it means being excited and having a severe cough.

Seeing the old man moving his body to stand up from the chair, Xia Zhi walked over to help him, and his hands were silently put on his pulse:

"Grandpa Chi, it's too late. Let's not drink tea anymore. If you can't drink a few sips, it's a waste. Just pour a glass of water."

Chi Qingguang looked at her face, then looked at her hand holding his pulse: "Well, okay. That little girl, pour someone a glass of water."

The middle-aged man who was called Xiao Cheng asked politely: "Have Miss Xia used dinner? Do you want to have some?"

Xia Zhi turned around and said, "Thank you Uncle Cheng, no need, I've eaten outside."

"good."

Xia Zhi helped the old man into the house, but no one paid attention to Chi Cheng.

The room is spacious and clean.

The decoration is simple, and the sofa and coffee table even have the style of the 1990s, but on one of the walls are photos of the elderly and many senior leaders, as well as some old military uniform photos and medals.

That is a superb honor.

Xia Zhi felt respectful and bent over and helped the old man sit on the sofa at the main seat, and he also politely sat in the guest seat.

The old man kept looking at her: "I heard that, do you understand Chinese medicine?"

Xia Zhi: "Well, I learned a little from my grandma since I was a child."

"Then what did I see just now?"

"You are old and healthy! It's this old problem of coughing that makes you tired. I wonder if you would like to try my prescription?"

“How is your prescription different?”

"My prescription can cure your bronchitis that you have been coughing for twenty years."

"How do you know I've coughed for twenty years?"

"Because I am a Chinese medicine doctor with real skills."
Chapter completed!