When I woke up the next day, it was still dark, but fortunately, the sky was full of stars, which also added a bit of light to the night. Please search (#...... See the most complete! The fastest update

The lights are already flashing in Old Man Huang's room, as the so-called road is one foot high and the magic is one foot high, Old Man Huang, I got up earlier.

I looked at Yumeng's room in a blink of an eye, it was still dark, and I laughed in my heart: This girl is really lazy, what she said yesterday was light, but now she is still sleeping lazy!

I went to the main room with Mr. Huang, drank a glass of water, took a cigarette, and looked at Mr. Huang, who was immovable, and was full of emotion.

Old Man Huang sat upright in the chair, and even the posture of drinking water was quite straight, as if he was a man and an ink artist in the old society. After a long time, Old Man Huang began to speak: "Zhao Long, I have time to get some sand and find some wood today." ”

I was puzzled and asked, "What are you doing with sand?"

Old Man Huang said: "I'll make you a sandbag vest and sandbag leggings, and start weight-bearing explosive training from today." ”

This is understandable, many masters usually practice like this, tying sandbags to their bodies and legs, and practicing weights to practice both strength and explosiveness. But what's the use of making wood?

So I asked again, "What do you do with wood?"

Old Man Huang said: "Make a wooden stake." ”

I was stunned for a moment, thinking to myself, what age is it now, and I still use wooden stakes to practice?

Wooden stakes, as the name suggests, are made of wood into a human shape and used to simulate exercises. Wooden piles have always been a unique equipment for training fists, feet, hands, and body movements in Wing Chun, and Bruce Lee, the king of kung fu at the time, has always had a soft spot for this training method. The wooden stake is a kind of simulation exercise that integrates the three sets of Wing Chun attacks, techniques, footwork, and leg techniques of Xiao Nian Tou to find the bridge, and it fully embodies the practical awareness and technical methods of Wing Chun. By practising the wooden stake, you can combine all the techniques and feet of Wing Chun into free fighting. There are clouds in boxing: the bridge is looking for the opponent, there is a teacher and more demand; there is no teacher and no opponent, the mirror and the pile are sought. The wooden pile is a simple and practical martial arts equipment, made of wood, with a pile hand and a pile foot. A small amount of flexible activity is allowed to be practiced as a simulated enemy. Exercise the strength of the contact part of the hand, the overall mobility of the whole body, and the flexibility of footwork.

But instead of asking, I acquiesced.

To be honest, I've never used a special training machine like a wooden stake. Would love to give it a try.

It was probably our movement that woke up our parents, and they also got up early, and when they came out, they sat on the sofa and exchanged a few polite words with Master Huang.

At this time, I only heard a loud female voice outside the door: "It's time to eat, it's time to have breakfast!"

After a while, I saw Yumeng enter the door with a rice pot, and his face was full of spirit and vitality.

It dawned on me that the girl had gotten up early, and she had quietly gone to the kitchen to make us breakfast.

Somewhat touched.

After drinking the millet porridge made by the dream, the three of us went straight to the Yellow River beach.

The cool breeze is flying, the river is murmuring, and there are plenty of people.

Practicing on the river beach has a unique flavor, and Mr. Huang is very strict with me, and every movement is required to be perfect. Practicing with Old Man Huang is really two challenges to the physical and mental limits. Old Man Huang uses a combination of physical fitness and boxing. Every half an hour of boxing, will let me practice more than ten minutes of physical fitness, in the cool late autumn and early winter, although I only wore a thin set of sportswear, but I have long been soaked in sweat and no dry, I don't know and think I fell into the river and just fished out. But I like the feeling of pushing the limits, when I'm physically and mentally exhausted, but also when I'm mentally excited, because I feel like I'm improving, because I see the direction, I'm moving towards a beautiful goal, step by step, closer, closer again.

Muay Thai, boxing, kickboxing, karate, and many more.

These world's top martial arts, under the teaching of Mr. Huang, I gradually have a deeper understanding.

National Kung Fu Jeet Kune Do Wing Chun.

The fighting techniques of these countries are also explained very thoroughly by Old Man Huang, and every move and style is just right and full of everything.

time, so that day by day.

I work overtime every day, and I am improving every day.

……

In the blink of an eye, 20 days have passed, and the tutorials of various boxing techniques have been basically completed, and when I wanted to ask Master Huang for further advice, Master Huang suddenly offered to resign.

I was very anxious when I got the news, but Master Huang refused to reveal his whereabouts, only saying that he was going to Jinan to meet old friends.

I offered to go with him, but he refused.

When Master Huang was leaving, he handed me a book of fighting notes, which were very thick and thick, four or five hundred pages. Master Huang told me that this is the experience and skills he has summed up in the past ten years of practice, and if I can deeply understand it, I will definitely be able to achieve great success.

He's leaving, and no one can stop him.

In this way, Master Huang came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Like a master who is home from all over the world, he roams the rivers and lakes, crisscrossing the world.

He is like a beautiful legend, and no one knows who he really is, and no one knows where he is going and where he is going.

As soon as Mr. Huang left, my heart was really not good, but I quickly integrated into the intense training again, and practiced repeatedly on the notes left by my teacher, which benefited me a lot.

Of course, after that, the only one who accompanies me to practice every day is Yumeng.

When I was practicing, Yumeng stood by and watched, sometimes applauding, sometimes helping me wipe my sweat.

Tired, we walked along the river beach, facing the cool river breeze, chatting and laughing.

Sometimes, Yumeng stepped on the river beach barefoot, playing a game of stepping on the sand, she was like a child who had not grown up, dancing lightly, happy, her hair fluttering, as if a skilled dancer was twisting her waist to her heart's content.

The morning sun gradually rose, reflecting her pretty and lovely face, and the river sand under her feet emitted patches of golden light.

In this context, I was reminded of my childhood.

And from the dream, it seems to have evolved into my childhood playmate of the opposite sex, with innocence and naughtiness.

Treading sand on the Yellow River beach is our favorite game to play as a child.

Maybe it's because the girl who came out of the big city is very good, Yumu has never played this kind of game. She danced happily and pulled her trouser legs high to reveal her snow-white calves and ankles. The white soles of the feet and the mudflats under their feet made a crisp 'clatter' sound, and the mud and sand became softer and wetter, and began to seep outward. Yumeng also became more and more happy, she looked at me while stepping on it, and said excitedly: "It's so fun, it's so fun, it's so comfortable!"

I just added fuel to the fire and scared her: "Don't be complacent from your dream, be careful to leak it." ”

You Meng pouted and said, "Cut, who believes it, this is all sand, how can it leak down?"

I said, "Don't believe it, the sediment of the Yellow River, we call it mud, even if the river beach is dry, you can step on the water for a while." The softer you step on it, the wetter it gets, the more you step on it, it's full of water, and if you step on it for two hours, the mud and sand can swallow up to your waist. ”

I didn't believe it, so I glared at me and said, "Hell, those who believe in you are evil." ”

But the reality did not allow her not to believe it, and half an hour later, Yumeng's two feet had sunk deep into the mud and sand.

She finally believed that the sediment of the Yellow River could 'eat' people.

Tired of stepping on it, Yumeng trekked out of the mud and sand, two beautiful little feet, full of muddy water, Yumeng realized that something was wrong, and complained: "Oh, what should I do, my feet are dirty." As he spoke, he looked around to see if there was a water socket where he could wash his feet.

I smiled and said, "It's not dirty, it's not dirty." The sediment in the Yellow River is not dirty. ”

You Meng scolded with a smile: "The sediment of the Yellow River is not dirty, Zhao Long, Zhao Long, what are you thinking!"

I explained, "When the mud on your feet is dry, your feet will be washed and clean." The mud in the Yellow River is sandy unlike the mud in other places. This fine sand of the Yellow River can be used to fry peanuts and melon seeds, and beans to be fried. You can also use it as a diaper for your child. ”

Yume's eyes widened, as if he was listening to a tale of the night. "What? Use sand as a diaper? Crazy, aren't you? You're fooling kids? ”

I laughed and said, "Don't believe me. I grew up in the sand. ”

You Meng sneered: "Zhao Long, the more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, if you want to say that you grew up playing with sand, I still believe it, but how did you grow up from sand?"

I explained: "The sediment in the Yellow River is a great wealth that nature has brought to the children of the Yellow River. The dried food fried in sand is particularly fragrant, and the beans fried in sand are also famous. Of course, the biggest contribution of sand to us is that he gave full play to the role of diapers, and the children who grew up by the Yellow River grew up sleeping in cloth bags filled with sand, put the sand in a pot and fry it, and then sewed it into the cloth bag, becoming a treasure land for children to sleep in. It not only saves money on buying diapers, but also treats and prevents many common diseases of young children, such as red buttocks, eczema or something, and children who grow up wearing sand bags will never have these symptoms......"

You Meng was stunned for a moment, and when I finished speaking, she asked half-convinced, "Is it really fake?"

I said, "If you don't believe it, go back and ask your mother-in-law, or go to check, it seems that there is a record of this." ”

You Meng was stunned and blurted out, "My mother-in-law?"

I laughed and said, "You're my girlfriend now, isn't my mom your mother-in-law." ”

Yumeng's face flushed slightly, and he stuck out his tongue.

When Yumu looked at his feet again, the trail appeared.

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