There is no doubt that my mother is very satisfied with me, a fake daughter-in-law. Maybe she would never have dreamed that her son from a peasant family could bring back such a sensible and lovely daughter-in-law for her.

You Meng generously introduced the old man surnamed Huang next to him, saying that he was my friend in Beijing, and they came to visit me together.

Inviting You Meng and Old Man Huang into the house to sit down, my mother began to ask questions, and the old man surnamed Huang didn't know whether he was interested or saw through the red dust, so he went out with his hands behind his back and began to look at the yard of our house.

Looking at his focused expression, he looks like a very profound feng shui master.

Not to mention, the girl acting by the dream is like the real thing, the feeling of being shy and happy with the girl in love, is vividly interpreted by her, at first the mother was still skeptical about the relationship between us, but after a period of questioning, the mother seemed to be convinced. Yume's superb acting skills impressed me with her, and I quietly gave her a thumbs up while my parents were distracted, while Yumu tilted her head and grimaced at me to show off.

Through this incident, I discovered another specialty of Yumeng, which is acting. Sometimes I always wonder what good things this girl has done in her life, and God has given her so many advantages. Singing and dancing, practicing medicine and acting, practicing martial arts, all of them are so outstanding. Coupled with her devilish figure and beautiful appearance, I don't know how many women in the world feel jealous and ashamed. Seeing that the second old man couldn't come down, I suddenly had a special idea from my consciousness: If only Dream could really be my girlfriend.

Sometimes when I think about it, I always feel as if Yumu is secretly in love with me. But I don't know why I have a special rejection mentality, and I have never dared to face it. Or always think it's my own delusion. I tried to muster up the courage to express my affection for her to Yumu, but after repeated drums, my idea became weaker and weaker. I even comforted myself that if Yumu really had a crush on me, she would take the initiative to express it one day!

I'll admit that I'm a coward when it comes to feelings.

At least, to a certain extent, I lacked the courage to face it.

Moreover, I also suspect that this cowardice is related to the previous lovelorn, and it is also said that it has a great relationship with his ex-girlfriend Zhao Jie.

The conversation between the mother and Yumeng was very pleasant, perhaps, from a certain point of view, the mother had accepted this fake daughter-in-law of the Zhao family.

The appearance of Yumeng caused an uproar in our village, and a neighbor accidentally ran into Yumeng, and was immediately shocked. Within two hours, all the men, women and children in the village knew that I had brought a beautiful girlfriend home from Beijing. One after another, our house seemed to have become a bazaar, and people in the village rushed to admire the beauty of the Zhao family's daughter-in-law. Anyone who came, regardless of men, women, and children, was amazed and amazed after seeing the dream, and many childhood friends quietly envied me for being blessed for eight lifetimes, and found such a beautiful woman like a flower.

I just smiled wryly at this, thinking to myself how blessed I am, this is an impostor.

The arrival of the dream made our small village suddenly seem very active.

During the three hours of the afternoon, the neighbors who came and went kept coming and going, and it had a long history. The large and small stools at home have never been warm to sit on with their buttocks.

After lunch, Yumeng quietly called me outside, saying that there was something important to discuss with me.

It doesn't matter if this comes out, the two of us walk side by side, and the horse has become a scenery in the village. The eyes of the men, women and children in the village were all turning from dream to dream, and several children who were playing sandbag games also came over and shouted "beautiful aunt" at Yumeng...... Everywhere we went, when we looked back, there were two or three families quietly hiding in the doorway, looking at Yumeng's figure with envy and talking to themselves.

I have to admit that beauty is extremely lethal everywhere.

Stopping in front of a fish pond in the south of the village, I was the first to break the silence and said, "Yumeng, tell me, what is the old man you brought here for?"

Yumeng found a clean place to squat down, chewed a piece of bubble gum, and while chewing, he picked up the clod of soil with his hands and threw it into the fish pond to play, the water rippled and the blue lines continued. You Meng tilted his head and said, "I came out of you to unveil his mystery for you." ”

I picked up a broken tile and leaned over in the fishpond, turning over seven or eight times at the water's edge, and then jumped into the grass nest opposite the fishpond. "That old man is very weird, he is so old, and he is quite introverted. But in my opinion, this should be a master!" I said, continuing to look underground for the tiles.

Yumeng suddenly became interested in my water drifting, and said excitedly: "You are so beautiful, I suddenly want to write a poem when I see you playing water drifting." ”

I was taken aback: "You can also write poetry?"

You Meng smiled: "What, look down on me?" Then he cleared his throat, brewed his emotions, and recited sweetly: "Topic: Playing in the water...... A dream with water on its pillows, ups and downs, looming, bringing memories into a colorful childhood. Between the green waves, it is full of childhood laughter, ups and downs, indicating a wonderful life. I want to turn into that thin piece of tile, sleep on the green water, and rediscover my lost childhood. The light of the water may reflect the face of a childhood friend......"

At this moment, to be honest, I was a little stunned.

You dream can even compose poems, and they are so beautiful, that kind of artistic conception, that kind of feelings, that people unconsciously have the imprint of childhood in their minds.

Once again, she made me look the other way!

I clapped my hands and applauded, laughed from the dream, and looked at me with a little ostentation. That expression seemed to say: Don't be obsessed with sister, sister is just a legend.

I smiled and said, "I really don't see that you still have a certain amount of learning cells!"

You Meng smiled cheerfully: "Girl, I have a heavy heart, I like to be sad, and I am inspired by sadness, and the poem is out!"

I teased her, "According to you, those writers like to be sad?"

Yumu explained: "Yes, writers need that sentimental atmosphere the most, otherwise how could they write such touching words." ”

I smiled and said, "Then I will be sad when I have time, to see if there is any potential as a writer." ”

You Meng sneered: "If you can be a writer, Tuxing Sun can go to play basketball!"

“……”

After teasing, let's get down to business.

You Meng restrained his smile and said seriously: "Zhao Long, do you know how old the old man Huang I brought is this year?"

I blurted out, "It has to be over fifty, right?"

You Meng pouted and stretched out seven fingers: "It's more than seventy." ”

I was shocked: "Really?"

Yumeng said: "Not really. When has this girl ever lied to someone?"

Speaking of which, I have vaguely guessed the identity of the old man. It seems that this is by no means an ordinary person, it is impossible for ordinary people to maintain such a young face in their seventies, unless he has outstanding cultivation in fitness and health, and after a little deeper analysis, I think this old man should be a sanda coach sent to me by the director of the bureau, who specially used the vacation time to guide me. I argued in my mind that there was no other explanation.

And Yume's next words just confirmed my judgment.

You Meng said: "Do you remember what Director You said to you when you visited your relatives?"

I nodded, "Of course I do." ”

You Meng said: "This old man surnamed Huang is a master invited by the director to guide your sanda training. In order to let you achieve good results in this world-class exchange meeting, he asked Mr. Huang after several setbacks, and Mr. Huang finally agreed to go out of the mountain and personally serve as your sanda coach considering that this was a patriotic move. ”

I was stunned and said, "What is the origin of this Master Huang, the shelf is quite big?"

You Meng said: "It's not that the shelf is big, it's that people have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes." ”

I said embarrassedly: "You have watched too much martial arts, and you have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes!"

You Meng argued: "Is there a problem with your IQ, I'm not a metaphor." quit the rivers and lakes, is no longer accepting apprentices to teach skills, and has gone into seclusion. ”

I asked, "And what did he come from?"

You Mengmei said with a flying color: "It's big!" Let me tell you, this old man Huang used to be a friend of kung fu actor Bruce Lee, he used to learn from Bruce Lee when he was young, he has a deep understanding of all kinds of martial arts in the world, the world's top ten martial arts, American boxing, taekwondo, judo, Muay Thai, karate, French kickboxing, Aikido, etc., as well as national kung fu such as Jeet Kune Do, etc., etc., are studied very thoroughly, you participate in world-class competitions this time, it is inevitable that you will meet masters from various countries, Old Man Huang is your teacher, it is really suitable!"

You Meng used several 'blah, blah' abbreviated sentences in a row, but I listened to it in a fog, according to what she said, this old man Huang has simply sublimated into an idol-level status in my heart.

You know, Bruce Lee is my heart's out-of-print idol. He turned out to be Bruce Lee's friend before his death...... Could that be true?

I pinched my fingers and counted, Mr. Huang is seventy years old this year, and Bruce Lee died in 1977...... It seems that there are some possibilities!

But I'm still skeptical. After all, Bruce Lee is too mythical, and in my impression, how mysterious is it to be able to have a relationship with him?

Moreover, I suddenly remembered one thing, not long ago, Pablok, the bodyguard of the President of the United States, once said that one of the national martial artists that Mike feared the most was Old Man Huang. Could it be that this old man Huang is the old man Huang at Pablok's mouth?

It's just speculation, can't be sure.

But I still didn't feel at ease and asked, "Yumeng, what you said is true or false?" ”

You Meng's eyes turned smartly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said: "I'm afraid you won't believe it, so when I went to visit Mr. Huang with Director You, I deliberately captured these photos, you can take a look, they are all stored in my mobile phone, and there are many photos of Mr. Huang and Bruce Lee." ”

I took Yumeng's phone and looked at it, and sure enough!

The clear group photos suddenly made me respect this old man Huang.

But I asked, "It can't be computer-generated, right?"

As soon as You Meng heard this, he immediately became anxious with me, snatched the mobile phone from my hand, and scolded angrily: "Zhao Long, why are you like this? ”

I pondered it, but there were still questions that were difficult to explain. I asked again, "You Meng, why do you say that Director You has to send a master to our hometown to teach me? Isn't it good to be in Beijing?"

You Meng explained: "Old Man Huang doesn't want to show up in Beijing, and if you can agree to let the director go out of the mountain to teach you, it can be regarded as enough face for the director." Anyway, you have to cherish a month. After this village, there is no such shop, and other cadres who participated in the exchange meeting did not enjoy this kind of treatment!"

It dawned on me that many of my doubts were solved in an instant.

No wonder the director insisted that I should visit my relatives at this time, it turned out that he had already calculated!

High, really high!

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