Chapter 44, Chinese Martial Soul (I)
There are Chinese martial arts halls all over China, but there are very few people who learn them. Lao Li is a handyman in the Yang Martial Arts Hall, he deeply understands this, in this crowded venue, there are eighteen kinds of weapons, and Lao Li came to the Yang Martial Arts Hall just to eat, but it is obvious that Lao Li will have to leave here in a short time, he is just an ordinary handyman.
But he knows one thing, don't watch the martial arts movies on TV, as if Chinese kung fu is brilliant, but in reality, it is indeed a different scene, and now young people are pursuing fashion, and would rather learn taekwondo, judo, or karate or something.
But they are reluctant to learn what their ancestors left behind, because they feel old-fashioned and can't keep up with the times. Take this Yang's martial arts hall as an example, Lao Li admires the master's kung fu very much, in Lao Li's eyes, this kung fu is more powerful than that taekwondo, but no one learns it.
First of all, let's talk about it, learn martial arts to be able to endure hardships, but now young people are far away when they hear the word hardship, and only some poor children from the lower class will come to this martial arts hall to learn things, but there are very few, because the tuition fee is too expensive, you must know that everyone has to support their families, to live, Lao Zhang is the same, there are few people in the martial arts hall, and naturally the tuition fee will be a little higher, in fact, this is also a helpless thing, the reason why the Yang martial arts hall has been able to support until now is not because there are many people who have learned, but because the owner of the hall pays out of his own pocket, so he has not drowned in the trend of continuous closureγ
Sometimes Lao Li sighs, after some years, I don't know how much of the things left by the ancestors can be left in this generation, and it is understandable to say that modern people are ruined, on the surface it seems that Chinese martial arts are very powerful, broad and profound, but in reality? In fact, it is just a face project, and it is just to fool those little people who don't understand.
"Lao Li, you take this money, don't come tomorrow. Lao Li was mopping the ground, and a passage came, Lao Li looked back, isn't this Miss.
"Girl, are you driving me away?" The person who came was the daughter of the owner of the martial arts hall named Yang Ruoyi, don't look at the name, but when it comes to kung fu, I'm afraid that three or four strong men can't beat her, plus the long eyebrows and beautiful face, but the object of admiration of many young men in the martial arts hall.
"I'm sorry, Lao Li, you also know the situation in the martial arts hall, in order to reduce expenses, this is also a last resort, so I can only ....... dad and he is embarrassed to come!" Yang Ruoyi said with a low face.
Hearing this, Lao Li smiled bitterly, he also knew in his heart that he couldn't work here for long, and after taking the money in Yang Ruoyi's hand, Lao Li felt heavy and felt wrong: "Girl, this money ......"
"Dad said he couldn't stand you, so he gave you an extra thousand yuan, counting your salary, two thousand five hundred yuan, which is also a little bit of Dad's heart. Yang Ruoyi explained.
Hearing this, Lao Li's heart warmed, and after thinking about it, he counted a thousand yuan and said: "Girl, I know you are also very sleepy, this thousand yuan, uncle can't ask for it, after working here for so many years, if it weren't for Brother Yang to take care of it, I'm afraid it would be ......"
Saying Lao Li, he stuffed a thousand yuan back, but Yang Ruoyi didn't accept it: "Lao Li, you have to accept this money, you have worked with us for so many years, there is no credit and hard work, these are as they should be." β
"Hey......" sighed, Lao Li put the money away, he knew that he didn't want to be afraid that this girl would not take it back, but he knew that this girl was stubborn.
Seeing Lao Li put away the money, Yang Ruoyi smiled: "Lao Li, I have time to play in the future, but I ......." Yang Ruoyi didn't say the last sentence, because she understood that it wouldn't be long before this place would be closed, after all, they also had to support their families, and they couldn't always post money to go in.
Watching Yang Ruoyi leave, Lao Li continued to drag the floor, and kept cleaning the entire martial arts hall before he stopped, looking at the deserted venue, Lao Li sighed, and was a little lonely when he left.
When he walked to the door, four or five people wearing white clothes and black belts walked in, and seeing this, Lao Li understood something, wasn't this a person who practiced taekwondo? Although he didn't know how taekwondo was practiced, he could recognize the clothes, Lao Li stood still, and he knew that this group of people must be not good.
"Sir, the martial arts hall is closed. Lao Li stopped.
After so many years, he also has feelings for the martial arts hall, and he decided to help the martial arts hall once, but obviously no one listened to his words.
Several young people walked over, and one of them, a tall young man, said, "Old man, the plaque at the door marks the time, do you think I don't know how to read?"
This person's Mandarin is very awkward, but Lao Li still understands the moment Lao Li understands, this group of people is not Chinese, he knows that there is more communication between the martial arts halls, Lao Li is a little helpless, can only let them in, but he still followed, this group of foreigners obviously not come to normal communication, if it is normal communication, will directly post, and then agree on a time, and so directly in, that is the real kick hall undoubtedly.
In the martial arts hall, more than a dozen students are practicing various movements, but there are only a few people in the huge venue, which seems a little deserted, a middle-aged man who looks strong is standing next to him, and he keeps saying something, and the rest of the people instantly change their movements when they hear the words of the middle-aged man, obviously the middle-aged man is guiding them.
At this moment, a girl walked up to the middle-aged man: "Dad, it's done, the money is given to Lao Li." β
"Well, didn't he say anything?" This person is Yang Ruoyi, and the person in front of him is his father, the owner of the Yang Martial Arts Gym, who is also well-known in the Changyun Chinese martial arts world.
"At first he didn't want to ask for the thousand, but then I didn't take the money he got back, and he asked for it. Yang Ruoyi said.
"Lao Li is such a person, he is gone, I'm afraid we are not far from closing, hehe. The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
"Dad, what should we do in the future? Do we want to do acrobatic troupes?" Yang Ruoyi asked, he knew the current economic situation of the family, his mother died when she was a child, she has been following her father around, doing acrobatic troupes, and later made some money, so she opened this martial arts gym here, the business was quite good at the beginning, but after a few years, the business got worse and worse.
At that time, her father kept saying a word, his purpose in opening the martial arts gym itself was not to make money, but to allow more people to learn Chinese martial arts, her father practiced in Shaolin Temple when he was young, and then went to be a soldier for a few years, so he has the current strength, and then met his mother, the two were also love at first sight, when she gave birth to her, her mother was weak, and finally died, and then her father took him around to perform acrobatics and live a wandering life.
"Yiyi, do you blame Dad?" the middle-aged man suddenly asked.
"I don't blame you, Dad, I know your ideals, but there are some things that really can't be done, because our identity and strength are not enough. Yang Ruoyi said.
"Hey, you should hate me, so I might feel better, I gave up a lot of things for this unobtrusive ideal, if I hadn't been for this, I'm afraid your mother wouldn't have ......." The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, as if he remembered something.
"Dad, don't mention the things back then, I don't blame you, really, even if I can't go to school, even if I can't wear gold and silver like others, but I still don't regret it, because my ideals are the same as yours, but sometimes we have to give up our ideals and integrate into this degenerate society. Yang Ruoyi said, she knew how her mother died back then, but she didn't blame her father, because she was the same as her father, if it was her, she would have chosen that.
patted his daughter's shoulder, and the middle-aged man said: "I have grown up, and after this period of time, we will put this store out, and when the time comes, you can do whatever you want, Dad supports you, you are right, sometimes we have to give up our ideals." β
At this time, the young people who were training on the stage stopped, they also heard the conversation between the two fathers and daughters, they knew that this martial arts gym would be closed in the future, they didn't want to leave, but there was no way, they were not the children of a rich family, their families were low-salary, they only came here to do training when they were amateurs, they really like martial arts, as the owner said, learning martial arts is not for fighting, the real purpose is to strengthen the body, and another point is to carry forward the Chinese martial arts.
"What do you see, don't continue training.......... middle-aged man shouted, but no one left, more than a dozen people looked at the two fathers and daughters blankly, and they had something in their hearts, but they couldn't say it.
"Hey, forget it, let's all rest today. The middle-aged man was a little helpless, he knew what these disciples were thinking, they all knew that the martial arts hall was going to close, and they were reluctant to leave, not only because of their love for martial arts, but also because they had feelings for it.
"Master, don't close the door, okay. One of the disciples said that this disciple was the best of the dozen people, and he was usually the hardest worker, and he never deserted.
"Master, please, don't close the door, okay. Everyone said together.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man sighed bitterly, and he understood the hearts of this group of disciples: "You are the best apprentice in my Yang Dingtian's life, and the master is sorry for you." β
"Master ........" Everyone knelt down at the same time, they pleaded bitterly, but to no avail, they understood that this was also a helpless thing.
More than a dozen people looked at each other.
There was a "bang", a heavy slam on the board, then another sound, another sound, three sounds, before they stood up, and they could only use this to express their respect for their master. This is the highest courtesy.
Seeing this, Yang Dingtian shook his head and didn't say anything, Yang Ruoyi looked at this group of junior disciples, the tears in her eyes kept rolling, they were reluctant, how could she be reluctant?
"It's a touching scene, but Pavilion Master Yang, before you close the door, take our challenge. Five young men in white robes walked in, all with black belts around their waists.
Seeing this, Yang Dingtian was shocked, why didn't he understand what these people were here for, but what he didn't understand was how there could be such a young taekwondo black belt...........