Chapter 165, Taoyuan Village Chronicle (1)

July 10th

On the tenth day of coming to Taoyuan Village, at 5 o'clock in the morning on this day, Yang Zifeng couldn't sleep when he lay on the bed and tossed and turned, so he had to get up quietly and walked out of the temporary dormitory.

"Who is this, who got up earlier than me?" Yang Zifeng walked to the front yard curiously, and then he found that Uncle Li, who was guarding the door, was exercising, and he was holding two big iron rods in his hand.

"Morning, Uncle Li!" Yang Zifeng walked over.

"Oh, boy, it's early. Uncle Li greeted Yang Zifeng in a voice full of neutrality.

"What are you playing with?" asked Yang Zifeng with a smile.

"This one...... Uncle Li said with a smile while holding the thing in his hand, "This is my family heirloom, do you want to try it......"

"Okay!" Yang Zifeng said with great interest.

Uncle Li handed the double hammer in his hand to Yang Zifeng, Yang Zifeng's arm sank down sharply when he took it, startling him a lot, this thing is very heavy, each one is about 30 pounds, but in Uncle Li's hand, it seems to be holding a chopstick.

"You're so good, you can dance with something so heavy. Yang Zifeng said in surprise.

"Haha, young man, you don't know, my ancestors were the deputy generals who followed the Tang Dynasty general Qin Shubao's campaign, and this method has been passed down from generation to generation, but it's a pity, my son doesn't like to practice this at all, and his body is not suitable, or now these young people don't practice hard kung fu, either singing or dancing, can those things protect themselves, hey...... , I guess this set of crafts will be over when I come here. Uncle Li sighed and said.

Yang Zifeng smiled, picked up the mace in his hand, checked it in his hand, and then said, "I like this very much, can you teach me!"

Uncle Li showed a look of surprise on his face, he swept Yang Zifeng's figure up and down, and then said, "Are you willing to learn this, this is very tiring, and it is very boring." ”

"I think it's pretty good...... , Yang Zifeng took the long mace in his hand and said, why are these two maces not the same length?"

"Haha, of course it's not the same long, the long one is responsible for attacking, the short one is responsible for defending and attacking the auxiliary, don't underestimate these two iron knots, the line inside is very deep. Uncle Li said.

"In that case, I get up an hour earlier every day, how about you teach me?" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"No, just 40 minutes in advance, young man, you are practicing sports, I have watched your training in the past few days, your physical fitness is very unusual, it is very likely that you are a wizard of martial arts, in ancient times, you must be a famous general, so you can skip the basic part and practice moves directly!" Uncle Li said, "However, I am worried about your three-minute heat, and I will not be interested in it in two days." ”

"Don't worry, Uncle Li, to be honest, I'm really interested in this!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"Okay, young man, have ambition!" Uncle Li said, "I took in three apprentices before and after, and each of them felt useless and hard work halfway through the practice, so they all gave up."

"Maybe I'm the same......" Yang Zifeng looked at Uncle Li with a determined look.

"You won't ......" Uncle Li looked at Yang Zifeng's eyes and said, "I can see that I can see it from the first time I saw you." ”

"You have won the prize...... Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"Okay, then today I will teach you the first chapter, the spirit of martial arts!" Uncle Li said loudly.

"Okay, you say, I'll remember!"

"Well, remember the spirit of martial arts: when you are young, you should study hard, take root steadily, and cultivate both morality and martial arts. In the middle of the day, the small hoe is strong and helps the weak, and the chivalrous and righteous are the large, and the big one is to help the world and stabilize the country. When I was old, I had no quarrel with the world, and I was happy to live in poverty...... "Uncle Li read it like a former teacher, and Yang Zifeng remembered every sentence of Uncle Li on the side.

After that, every morning before five o'clock, Yang Zifeng got up to learn double skills with Uncle Li, and Uncle Li gave him two lighter ones and asked him to practice first. But within a few days, Uncle Li replaced him with a double hammer that was as heavy as the one he used, and Yang Zifeng's understanding was so high that it was rare. Even Uncle Li, who has lived for so many years, is dumbfounded, he used to practice moves for dozens of days, but he mastered the moves in a few days here with Yang Zifeng, and in the past few days that Uncle Li and Yang Zifeng were together, he confirmed his thoughts: If Yang Zifeng was born in ancient times, he would definitely be able to become a general of peace and stability, but if he was born in modern times, he could only play basketball.

July 15th

On the fifteenth day of coming to Taoyuan Village today, Yu Fei's method of hanging J eggs to go to the basket is becoming more and more mature, and he gradually found the trick of getting a layup at a normal speed, and the J eggs are not as broken as before, but today, because there are two more J eggs than yesterday, Yu Fei was punished by Cui Maixiang to go to the commissary to purchase oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, Yu Fei took the money and walked on the way to the commissary.

Yu Fei was walking on the road, while looking at the bill of goods given to him by Cui Maixiang, just as he passed by the gate of a small courtyard, he saw a few naughty boys, who were playing tricks on a girl in a wheelchair, the boys seemed to be at the age of elementary school, and the girl was older.

"Don't make a fuss, give me something!" the girl shouted anxiously.

I saw that the boys were holding a ball of thread in their hands, and the girls had two knitting needles on their knees, and it seemed that these little boys should have snatched the balls of thread used to knit sweaters in the hands of the girls.

"Don't make a fuss, give it to me. The girl said anxiously.

"Hahaha, little celery, I can't run fast, I can't catch up, I can't call Nai, I can't come out, I can only say goodbye!" the boys shouted happily as they ran.

I saw that the girl turned the wheelchair to chase a boy, and the boy passed the ball of thread to another boy, and the girl had to turn the wheelchair to chase another boy, and so on back and forth several times, and the girl had tears on her face.

"Please, don't make trouble, give it to me, go play somewhere else......" The girl begged.

"Hahahaha, no, no, no!" the boys shouted happily.

At this time, just halfway through a boy to another boy, the ball was intercepted by Yu Fei.

"Boy, the ball is passing well, it's a pity that I won't play basketball in the future!" Yu Fei said as he looked at the boy who passed the ball.

"Who are you?" the boy asked.

"Pack up your people!" Yu Fei said.

"There are many of us, and we are afraid of ...... I'm afraid you won't make it!" said the little boy.

"There are many people......" Yu Fei glanced around a few times, and before the little boy could react, Yu Fei had already run in front of him and pressed him to the ground with one hand.

"What are you doing...... What are you going to do, brothers, beat him up......" The boy who passed the hairball shouted at the other boys.