Chapter 68: It Can't Be a Thief

"Oh yes, how can you still get so many gifts, that's true. Zhang Guangpu looked a little at a loss.

"Okay, I've also made introductions between you, if there is something else in my family, I'll go first, and you can talk about it yourself. ”

Song Yuancheng got up and left, and Wan Feng and Zhang Guangpu were left in the house.

Zhang Guangpu asked hesitantly: "Little... Brother, what do you mean?"

The scene in front of him was really weird, a child came with a heavy gift, and Zhang Guangpu couldn't figure out what the situation was.

"My name is Wan Feng, I came from Longjiang a year ago, and now I am studying at my grandfather's house, my grandfather's name is Zhu Xianyu, and my uncle's name is Zhu Ping. ”

"I've heard of your grandfather, is it the one in the orchard of the Wei brigade?"

Wan Feng's grandfather did work as a custodian in the orchard.

"Yes! That's him. ”

Zhang Guangpu nodded: "That's good, but what are you looking for me for?"

"I heard that Uncle Zhang knows martial arts, and I want to learn from you. ”

Zhang Guangpu smiled: "What kind of martial arts am I, just wrestling, why are you learning this? Besides, I don't accept apprentices." ”

Of course, Wan Feng knew that Zhang Guangpu knew wrestling.

"Wrestling is okay, when I was in Longjiang, I learned martial arts for a few days with a young man from Yanjing who went to the countryside, and he returned to the city last spring. I don't want to leave it behind, so I want to learn anything that can keep me fit. ”

Wan Feng emphasized the words "young people in the countryside", he knew that Zhang Guangpu was also a young man in the countryside, which was easy to resonate with him.

Everything was expected, and Zhang Guangpu really showed interest.

"Have you ever practiced martial arts? or did you learn from educated youth?

"Kyoto Educated Youth, it is said that he used to be on the Kyoto Wushu team, and I have been in our team for several years, and I learned martial arts from him. ”

The Kyoto Wushu Team was very famous in China in the 80s, and there were many martial arts stars who emerged in the Hong Kong film industry in the following years, the most famous being Li Xjie.

Bragging is about to blow big, Wan Feng didn't hesitate to put this illusory educated youth on their heads.

Zhang Guangpu's two children came in with dirty faces, and their eyes naturally fell on the gifts on the kang, and they were not interested in the wine, but their interest was focused on the two bottles of canned fruit.

"Go, go outside. Zhang Guangpu gave orders to the two children, but unfortunately no one listened to him.

Wan Feng reached for a paper bag.

At that time, there were no plastic bags for the packaged goods in the store, and all of them were packaged in the yellow wrapping paper that was later used to commemorate the ancestors.

Wan Feng opened a sugar packet and grabbed a handful of candy cubes and distributed them to the two children.

"Wow! and toffee!" exclaimed the little boy.

Zhang Guangpu was a little embarrassed on his face: "Let's go out to play this time, adults have to talk about things." ”

The two children's little hands clutched the candy tightly and rushed out cheering.

"Where are we talking?" Zhang Guangpu asked embarrassedly.

"Speaking of Kyoto intellectuals who studied art. ”

"Oh, what kind of boxing are you learning?"

"The martial arts in the foot rubbing and flipping fist is to rub the feet, mainly for leg training. ”

Zhang Guangpu finally showed his interest, chatted with Wan Feng for more than an hour, from wrestling to martial arts until it was dark outside, and also pulled Wan Feng outside to let Wan Feng punch.

There are several big pear trees in the yard behind Zhang Guangpu's house, and the open space under the big pear trees is vacant, and this is where he practiced.

Wan Feng kicked all the way to poke his feet, causing Zhang Guangpu to slap him.

Wan Feng said his wish to apprentice, Zhang Guangpu did not agree, but promised to teach Wan Feng wrestling.

There are also routines for wrestling practice, Zhang Guangpu took out a paper bag wrapped in brown paper from the back room, opened it and carefully took out a book from it.

The style of the book is very old, and the corners of the cover are worn and white.

"In wrestling, you have to practice the routines first, and when the routines are proficient, you can derive various variations, and then it's the actual combat. You take this back and look at it first, you should be able to understand this book after you have studied martial arts, and if you don't understand something, come back to me. ”

Wan Feng took the book and flipped through it.

The paintings in the book are all villains, similar to those martial arts books that appeared a few years later that don't know whether they are true or false.

Wan Feng remembered that it seemed to be eighty-six or eighty-seven, and there was a TV series called "Shen Wrestling Shinsan" on TV, which had wrestling practice routines.

The role of these routines is mainly to play the basic skills and understand the moves, and there are indeed many similarities with the routines of boxing when practiced.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, I will often come to ask for advice if there is anything I don't understand in the future. ”

"Well, when you are proficient in the routine, I will teach you all kinds of dismantling and changing. ”

"Okay, then Uncle Zhang, I'm leaving. ”

The two children of Zhang Guangpu's family were very polite and waved to Wan Feng who went out: "Goodbye, brother." ”

They must be looking at Wanfeng every day in their hearts.

After Wan Feng left, Zhang Guangpu's daughter-in-law looked at the pile of things that Wan Feng brought, she was afraid that these things were worth ten yuan and eight yuan, which was a heavy gift at that time.

"What is this kid doing with so many things? You can't be trying to beat people, are you?"

Zhang Guangpu smiled: "Where do you want to go, he wants to learn wrestling with me." ”

"I don't know how this kid behaves, if he learns to cause trouble everywhere, we can't afford it. ”

"This kid has learned martial arts before, and the master who taught him is also a knowledgeable youth, and if he dares to teach him, he probably has an understanding of this child's conduct, and there shouldn't be any problems. ”

The knots in Zhang Guangpu's daughter-in-law's heart were let go, and then she began to appreciate the pile of gifts.

Two bottles of stale wine, one bottle of yellow peaches and one bottle of canned apples.

The rest is four paper packets, one of which is opened is sugar, so what is in the other two?

She eagerly opened a paper packet, which was still filled with candy.

She let out an exclamation as she opened the last paper packet.

Inside are two pairs of rusty nylon stockings and a flower scarf.

At that time, people in the countryside hardly wore socks, especially in the summer, unless they were visiting relatives or when they were out on business.

When I wear socks in winter, I only wear cotton socks that cost more than a dime a pair, or I knit socks out of wool yarn, like this kind of nylon silk socks that cost nearly a dollar a pair is a luxury, and almost no one buys them in the countryside except for the family members of state workers.

Now Zhang Guangpu's daughter-in-law has two pairs of nylon stockings at once, which makes her can't help but exclaim.

In addition to the socks, there is also a gauze scarf, which is also a very high-grade decoration in the countryside.

It's just that the joy only stayed on her face for less than a minute.

"Where did this kid get so much money? It can't be a thief or something, right?"

This question also attracted Zhang Guangpu's attention, and his heart also felt inappropriate, and he came to Song Yuancheng's house overnight when he saw that the time was only more than eight o'clock.