Lin Heming left the capital that night, and Li Yadong and Tian Lei sent him directly to the train station.

Businessman, time is money, but not everyone is like Li Yadong, who plays out singles and small pairs, but in fact, he still has a bunch of bombs in his hand, and he doesn't shoot easily until the right time.

The small lotus pond in the courtyard was cleaned out, and the silt was also transported out, and a hundred small crucian carp with the length of half chopsticks were put into it.

Li Yadong went home in the middle of the night, but he didn't bump into the two, but listening to Zhou Hongbing, after the two of them finished it, their eyes were closed, their mouths were closed, and the pestle was like two terracotta warriors and horses, and it was estimated that they were tired enough.

Early the next morning, after the two of them washed refreshed, they were pestled outside the door early, just like two doormen who came to work, which made Li Yadong cry and laugh.

"You two, come in. Holding a bowl of porridge in his right hand, he raised his chopsticks and shouted outside.

When the two of them heard the joy, they ran in a puff of smoke, and the sharp-tongued one hurriedly said, "Brother Dong, if there is anything to order." ”

"Have you eaten?" Li Yadong replied.

"Eat!"

"No ......"

The sharp-tongued is a little cautious, and the one who turned his head last time, at a glance, knew that he had no scheming, after the two of them finished talking at the same time, they couldn't help but look at each other, and the mouth was sharp and scraped a glance at the heel, and the one who turned his head lowered his head with a red face.

"If you eat, you eat, if you don't eat, you don't have to eat it, you don't have to pretend to be a calf in front of me, there is porridge and steamed buns in the kitchen, and you can serve it yourself. "Li Yadong didn't have a good airway.

"Forehead ......"

The two of them each held a small half bowl of white rice porridge, and the other hand held a steamed bun, but they didn't dare to take more, mainly to see that there was not much left in the pot, Zhou Hongbing didn't prepare their share, and squatted in the open space outside the kitchen to eat.

Li Yadong put down the dishes and chopsticks first, sat on the Taishi chair under the jujube tree, looked at the two with interest, and waited for them to run into the kitchen and tinker for a while, and only when they washed the dishes and walked out, did they beckon: "Come here." ”

The two of them immediately ran over and stood straight in front of him.

"Tell me, what's your name?"

"Brother Dong, my name is Qi Long, and his name is ......"

"Let him speak for himself. Li Yadong glanced at Qi Long, who had a mouth like Baliso.

"Oh. Qi Long quickly closed his mouth and gave a look to the person next to him.

"My name is Qi Hu. ”

"Oh?" Li Yadong couldn't help laughing, "One dragon and one tiger, it's okay, Brother Dragon and Tiger." ”

The two of them laughed, and there were always people joking with their names, which was already used to it.

"Where do you live? I think you seem to have a bit of kung fu, who taught you?"

"I live on the other side of Liuxiang Hutong, not far from here......"

It's still Qi Longying's words, the last time I heard them say that they were cousins, then there is no doubt that he should be a cousin, but eighty percent is not much bigger. Even Qi Hu looks older because of his more stocky figure.

They are all children of poor families, their fathers died early, it is said that they were both miners before, and died in a mine collapse incident, the government gave a pension, otherwise the two of them would not be able to raise them at all, the two families live in a yard, and now only their old mothers are left in the family, there was originally a grandfather, kung fu was taught by the grandfather, but after all, he was old, and he passed away a few years ago.

Originally, according to national regulations, they could go to their father's previous unit to work at the top of the class, but they were unlucky, the unit had been revoked because of several accidents, and there was no land at home, so there was really nothing else to do except occasionally make some odd jobs and help others do some hard work to earn some family.

"Brother Dong, who bragged, died the whole family, my grandfather was assigned by Wang Wuye when he was a child, saying that he had good roots and bones, and he was a good material for martial arts, if it weren't for Wang Wuye's participation in the Boxer Rebellion later, he was given a firearm by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and he would have accepted my grandfather as an apprentice as soon as possible......"

"Huh...... You wait!"

Li Yadong was confused when he heard this, why did the Boxers and the Eight-Nation Alliance come out, when did this happen, and couldn't help asking: "The fifth master Wang you are talking about...... What's the matter?"

"What, Brother Dong, why don't you even know about Fifth Master Wang?" The two brothers of the Qi family stared at him with wide eyes, as if they had discovered something unbelievable.

Li Yadong couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu is not from the capital, this, you two should know, right?"

"Uh...... I'll just say it. ”

Qi Long showed a look of understanding, as if as long as it was the old capital, if he didn't know about this fifth master, he should be pulled out and shot, which made Li Yadong's heart itch, and he wanted to know where it was sacred, why it was so.

"Brother Dong, Fifth Master Wang's full name is Wang Zhengyi, Zibin, have you heard of it?" Qi Long thought that Brother Dong was a cultural person, and he probably knew more about the things recorded in these official histories, so he couldn't help asking.

Li Yadong held his cheeks and thought about it, and said in his mouth: "Wang Zhengyi, Wang Zibin, this name seems to be quite familiar......"

"That's right!" Qi Long was overjoyed and continued, "Fifth Master Wang also has a nickname, I wonder if Brother Dong has ever heard of it?"

"Oh?" Li Yadong glanced at him, looking like he was waiting for the next step.

"Big Knife King Five. ”

"Bang!" Li Yadong didn't sit still, and slid down directly from the Taishi chair.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself. ”

The Qi brothers wanted to step forward to help, but he raised his hand to stop him, he felt a little confused in his mind, and he had to take it slowly.

If he remembers correctly, last year, Jiang Tengfei's kid also got two movie tickets and asked him to go to the movie, and that movie was directed by Yu Lianqi "Big Knife King Five", but he thought that it was really inappropriate for the two big men to go to the movie, so he didn't go.

Who would have thought that the two living treasures he casually recruited were actually the disciples and grandsons of the fifth king of the Great Sword?

In this way, it doesn't seem to be bad, after all, the fifth master of the people, once really instructed their grandfather, even if he didn't have the opportunity to be accepted as a formal disciple, then the registered disciple was finally one. Isn't it all written like this in martial arts, rookies who have just entered the rivers and lakes, a little bit of seniors have to mention a little bit or two, and when they meet, they will say, "That's the teacher below."

"Eh, by the way, what are you both capable of, or ...... Trick it out and see it?"

Li Yadong smiled, he really came with some interest, man, who hasn't dreamed of martial arts, unlike the ordinary people of this era, people who have come back from the information age, he really knows that before the Qing Dynasty, including the Republic of China, there were authentic martial arts in Chinese folk, and there were also several characters who coaxed the cow, such as Huang Feihong, Huo Yuanjia, Ye Man, Han Muxia, etc.

"Okay......" Qi Long smiled and nodded, "Brother Dong, my kung fu is in my hands, and Huzi's kung fu is in my legs, so I'll do it first." ”

As he spoke, he glanced around a few times and found that in the corner of the wall on the left side of the courtyard gate, some clay tiles and bluestone slabs were piled up.

These things should be left over from the previous construction of the house, when Li Yadong's house was bought, he kept it there, and he didn't care about it, I don't know if the previous owner surnamed Cao had the same mind as him. I thought that if the roof tiles were broken in the future, or the bluestone slabs in the yard were broken, they could be replaced, after all, it was a batch, and the color could be matched, otherwise the newly bought ones would be replaced like patches, which would be ugly.

Qi Long was also a ruthless man, so he didn't say a word, and brought five or six thick clay tiles.

This kind of tile is different from the tile that Li Yadong built a house in the south, they use small green tiles, which are thin and small, even Li Yadong can split five or six pieces with his bare hands.

But clay tiles are different, they are made of clay and shale, which is similar to red bricks, but slightly thinner, about half the thickness of red bricks. The reckless age