Many people always think that the strength of the body and the strength determine the victory or defeat of the battle, and this view is especially admired by Westerners.

But if victory or defeat is so simple, then what technical moves do you still practice?

In Jeet Kune Do, most of the leg techniques only cover the opponent's waist and below, and the legs are extremely fast, which is difficult for ordinary people to find at close range!

Cut off the opponent's right leg with one kick, taking advantage of Lin Changling's unstable lower plate, Lin Mu rotated his waist and borrowed his strength, and swept the opponent's lower road again, and then slammed his right fist violently, hitting the opponent's chest.

With a muffled cry of pain, Lin Changling was already lying on the ground with his chest covered and rolling.

"Since you are not willing to support the elderly, then the old man will be in my house in the future, do you have any opinions?" Lin Mu was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly.

At this time, he understood that Father Lin was afraid of the brotherhood with Lin Zheng, and he was restrained in dealing with the old man, and he couldn't be the master at all.

"I'll grass you ......" Lin Changling relieved himself, and was about to get up and fight back at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's eyes were sharp, and he directly slapped his whip leg and threw it on the left side of the opponent's face, only to see Lin Changling's left face, which was visibly red and swollen with the naked eye, and he vomited blood foam in his mouth, and spit out half of his broken teeth.

"Convincing?"

Looking at Lin Mu's cold eyes, Lin Changling's body was cold, he didn't dare to look at him, and lowered his head.

Lin Zheng stepped forward: "Lin Mu, what do you mean?"

Lin Mu looked at him funny: "What do you mean? You are a soft egg who allows others to scold your father and dare not come out, what do you mean by me?"

Looking around, the lively villagers laughed for a while, Lin Zheng's face was hot, and he remembered Lin Mu's ferocity last time, so he didn't dare to speak again.

"Master, let's be at our house in the future!"

Lin Mu helped the old man and was about to leave.

The old man looked at Lin Zheng and wanted to say something, but sighed again and didn't say anything.

Lin Zheng hurriedly said: "Stop! It's just because my family is poor that I can't take care of the elderly, but it's not that I'm not filial!"

Hearing such shameless remarks, Lin Mu and the friends around him were stunned, and they didn't know how to answer him for a while.

The woman's face was anxious, she pulled him, and said in a low voice: "He is willing to take the old man, then let him take it, what are you stopping him ......"

She thought her voice was low, but the people around her were so close that she couldn't hear what she was saying.

Lin Zheng's face was blue and pale, and he was almost so angry at this woman's stupidity that he was about to faint, so he directly pushed her aside to save him trouble.

It doesn't matter if he treats the elderly badly at home, or even everyone knows, in the countryside, there are many children who are not filial to the elderly, which is not uncommon.

But if the old man never returns to his house, the neighbors will scold him for not even raising his biological father, which is no longer a question of filial piety or not, but directly pumping his backbone.

With such a reputation, even the most scoundrel idler in the village will no longer be friendly with his family.

"Okay, okay, you're a dutiful son, right? We all believe it, okay? Master, go!"

Lin Mu stopped talking nonsense, and did not force the other party anymore, and directly led the old man away.

Father Lin looked at Lin Zheng, snorted, and left.

The people around laughed.

This one said, "Great filial son, hurry up and send something to your father, don't you send some New Year's goods for this big New Year?"

The one who said, "This Uncle Lin is really lucky, not only is he a filial son, but among his grandchildren, there is also a ...... who knows how to be filial to him."

Every word, like a sharp knife piercing the body, is Lin Changling, and when he saw the mocking eyes of the villagers, he also realized that something was wrong.

But that woman, although she felt a little embarrassed, felt that it was a good thing to take the opportunity to drop a big drag, and there was a smile on her face.

When Lin Zheng saw it, he was even more furious, and slapped her in the face directly.

The woman's crying, the sound of counterattack, the persuasion of others, for a while, the small courtyard became noisy again.

Lin Mu didn't care about any movement in the consulate, and after taking the old man home, he gave him a basin of hot water to wash his face.

Mother Lin hurriedly cooked, because she bought a lot of meat during the day, and the old man was here, this meal was very hearty, and Lin Ye Lin was so hungry that he moved chopsticks around to pick up vegetables.

Looking at the appearance of the family and Hemeimei, and thinking of the treatment he had received at Lin Zheng's house these days, the old man couldn't hold back his tears and cried out loud as he ate and ate.

The three of them hurriedly stepped forward to persuade them, and the two little guys also served vegetables for their grandfathers.

The old man vented his emotions for a while, wiped away his tears and said to Father Lin: "Wei, don't worry, Lin Zheng doesn't dare to ignore me, if I have any illness in the future, I will give up this old face, and I have to let his family pay half of it, so as not to burden you!"

Lin Mu slapped his forehead, his face was speechless, it turned out that the old man wanted to talk and stopped talking during this meal, thinking about this kind of thing.

"Don't worry, master, our family will only get better and better in the future, you can live with peace of mind, don't worry about money, it's not like you don't know that I can earn manuscript fees......"

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It can be seen that the old man is very happy about the filial piety of Lin Mu's family, and the warm kang woven by the oven dispels the cold winter air, and he is very energetic.

Early the next morning, the old man shouted the three Lin Mu who were sleeping lazy, pasted Spring Festival couplets and set off firecrackers.

Everywhere, whoever has work can't come, and other idle housewives happily take the initiative to help, and they are full of joy.

Lin Mu's family bought a lot of ingredients, and a few aunts in the neighborhood came over to make dishes and chat.

From time to time, I also fried a ham and sweet cake for Lin Ye Linlin, who was playing next to him, and the two little guys ate their hands full of oil.

Lin Mu was idle, just in the yard, playing with the dog, and calling familiar friends to say hello.

Lin Shuiqing, Su Taohua, Wei Yun, Lu Yifei......

suddenly found that the people he had a good relationship with were basically girls, and Lin Mu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The phone rang suddenly, and it was an unknown number.

"Hey?" Lin Mu connected.

"It's me......" Shen Aijiao's voice sounded.

Lin Mu was a little surprised, this girl had never contacted him again, and thought that the next contact would be at least after the college entrance examination.

"Well, I hear that...... What's the matter, are you busy at home? Didn't you help your mother cook?" Lin Mu asked with a smile.

Easy chat, there is no embarrassment of not being in touch for a long time, only a relaxed and leisurely feeling.

After chatting for a while, Shen Aijiao still couldn't hold back the emotions in her heart: "I haven't contacted ...... for a long time."

"Huh?"

"I ...... I miss you......"

After a lot of effort, he finally said what was in his heart, and Shen Aijiao on the other end of the phone was relieved.

When she was studying every day at school, and on the same campus, it was possible to meet at any time, and Shen Aijiao didn't feel anything.

But after returning home, she was relatively idle, and Lin Mu didn't contact her for a long time, so the emotions in her heart could no longer be suppressed.