A few years ago, because of the performance of the movie "Shaolin Temple", the young cubs in and out of the mountains became obsessed with learning martial arts. At that time, when they were in school at Beishan Middle School, a small group of students such as Xingzi and Zhong'er often slipped into the playground in the middle of the night. They bought a booklet from the Xinhua bookstore, followed the martial arts routines depicted on it, and stretched out their arms and kicked their legs according to the gourd drawings. It is also a horse step, and it is a spinning flying leg, which is called martial arts kung fu. After tossing like this for a while, I didn't learn kung fu, but I suffered enough losses. After a long time, the popularity slowly decreased, and even the names of those martial arts routines that I memorized by rote were completely forgotten.

Apricot has a tenacity. Even after returning home from school, even after arriving at the stone field, he still studied and practiced hard with undiminished interest. In fact, his efforts were completely in vain. At best, I moved my muscles and bones, exercised my body, and didn't learn any kung fu. There is a foreigner who comes to work in the stone field and can wrestle. Seeing that his little boss likes to practice this secretly, he flatteringly showed his hands in front of Xingzai. Xingzi is excited and insists on learning. So, the foreigner really taught Xingzi a few wrestling skills, in exchange for a relatively easy job. Otherwise, Xingzi wouldn't be stupid enough to fight against the sturdy stick baby.

At the moment when Zhong'er was pestering Xingzi to learn wrestling, the two of them had already entered the courtyard of the sour jujube house.

The house was not deserted. The sour jujube is still lying on the bed, and his spirit is obviously much stronger than in the afternoon. Although the mother-in-law did not kneel in front of the portrait of the Lord, she still sat upright and lowered her eyebrows and thought about something. In fact, she did not kneel before the icon because the place where she knelt was occupied by labor. There was a dining table with a few side dishes and bowls, cups, chopsticks and saucers on it. The labor is with the people, and they are drinking with Jing'er. In this way, even if Xingzi and the others are not in a hurry to come, Jing'er will not complain. Jing'er was entangled, and she was drinking and talking with her tongue hardened.

According to Feng'er's idea and Sour Apricot's arrangement, tonight I am going to take the old couple of sour dates to their hometown and have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together. However, the old couple of sour jujube just don't go. The sour apricot had no choice, so he had to eat early at his own home, so he sent the people and the labor to bring wine and food, and persuaded the old couple to eat and drink. The sour jujube was not good for the kindness of the nephews, and he reluctantly lay on the bed and ate some food. The mother-in-law couldn't eat at all. She sat solemnly, like a god. The two were persuading, and Jing'er came in. So, they caught the fire. Not only to adjust the dull atmosphere in the house, but also a party that the two have not seen for several years.

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