Chapter 2 Confusion

"Squeak-squeak"

"Dangdang-dang"

"Goo-goo-goo

"Oh-oh-oh"

“――”

The sparrows are chirping happily, the woodpeckers are working hard, the pigeons are leisurely walking the catwalk on the rooftops, and the roosters are urging their owners to get up early, all of which merge into a beautiful piece of real country music, and paint a beautiful poetic picture unique to the early morning of Baihua Village. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The scent of wildflowers and the smell of earth fill the air, making the village feel like a paradise without a hint of pollution.

Ye Luo opened his immature and tired eyes, and if he could see them, he would find that the light emitted by those eyes revealed vicissitudes and confusion.

After another sleepless night, Ye Luo finally had to accept that the unbelievable nightmare he had was real, no different from reality, at least until now.

"It can't be like this, I'm going to change. ”

Ye Luo silently made up his mind, the life in his dream was such a failure, no house, no car, no ticket, a monthly salary can only support his own job, and the most painful thing is that he has no financial resources to repay his parents who raised him.

What is even more unforgivable is that he still has to take money from his parents to save enough for the bride price that the woman wants, and life is described as the word "failure".

Thinking of his wrinkled, faltering parents, who were still worried about their lives in their old age, Ye Luo felt an indescribable pain in his heart, and that feeling was like sitting on pins and needles, like being in hell.

Now, since everything hasn't happened yet, Ye Luo must stop everything he says, and he must not let life develop into a tragedy step by step according to the script in the nightmare, he must not, otherwise he will not be able to forgive himself. Thinking about it, Ye Luo clenched his fists.

"Dad, why are you beating me again?

Ye Luo rubbed his poor ass that had been abused again.

"It's dawn, and the sun will be on your butt later, and you won't get up to practice, you lazy bastard!"

Ye Jianguo unceremoniously gave another slap.

"Still fighting, can't you get up?"

Facing Pu Fan's big hand, Ye Luo succumbed to his father's obscenity without spine. As for the practice that Ye Jianguo said, it is actually just some rough tricks that ordinary people will do, such as stretching the waist, pressing the legs, kicking and kicking.

Two years ago, Ye Jianguo went out to work and came back to buy a few "Martial Soul" magazines, and when he came back, he used Ye Luo as a guinea pig, saying that he would train him to be a kung fu master like the little monk in the movie Shaolin Temple.

Ye Luo of Shaolin Temple has seen it a few times, some of the Murakami Brigade organized to watch it, and there are also some daughters-in-law with good family backgrounds, and the sharp skills on the big screen immediately attracted Ye Luo, so he willingly became his father's experimental subject.

Of course, in addition to these ordinary styles, Ye Luo also learned boxing, that is, Ye Jianguo said to him, "Follow this practice", and then left a copy of "Martial Soul" magazine and went to work on something else.

Under the cultivation of such a 'strict teacher', Ye Luo's kung fu practice is varied, including Mojia boxing, Yuejia boxing, southern boxing, long boxing, loose hands, grappling, and various weapons, anyway, every time he practices it is different, just like a blind bear splitting bud rice, taking care of one and losing the other, so that he has not practiced a set now.

And when facing his father's inspection, Ye Luo can always randomly hit all the punches that he thinks are very powerful.

Every time Ye Jianguo holds a magazine but compares it, he is always a little confused, because he can't tell that it is that set, it seems that there is that set, and it is very difficult to find the book back and forth.

In the end, I just threw down the next sentence

"Well, yes, you have achieved a little, keep working hard, you will become a martial arts master"

If you fool the child like this, you will walk away. And Ye Luo always believed it, so he practiced even harder.

But now, after an unprecedented nightmare, Ye Luo is very skeptical of his father's words and ideas, or to be precise, disdainful. After all, with only these rough kung fu and some self-created whimsical moves, even if you practice for decades, it is just a bamboo basket.

However, considering his father's big hands and exercise, Ye Luo still got up and went to the yard to practice his fists and feet.

"Damn, why do you still think of yourself as a child. ”

After practicing, he suddenly felt that he was already an adult, and such a childish thing was not suitable for him, so Ye Luo wanted to make his father's rebellion, but after looking at his thirty-five size shoes, he still gave up.

"When will this body match my own psychology!"

What does it mean to have more than enough heart but not enough power, this is.

"Xiao Luo, stop, eat!"

"Here we go!"

To his mother's call that seemed to travel through time and space, Ye Luo replied involuntarily. I remember that the mother in the dream seemed to be in poor health because of the fatigue in the next few years, and she often took medicine to relieve the pain.

Now, since he has this opportunity, Ye Luo said that he must find a way to avoid the recurrence of this tragedy.

Breakfast is a tortilla, commonly known as dry noodles. The dish is Ye Luo's favorite stewed potatoes, as well as green onion dipping sauce, almost every household in Baihua Village is like this, as for steamed buns, pancakes, etc., it is a welfare only available during the festival.

Of course, there are still a few families who can afford to eat, but Ye Luo's family is definitely not among them. But thinking about the fact that this was later called green food, which was pursued by the rich, Ye Luo thought it was very interesting, and he looked down on this a few days ago. Now, he is actually no different from the rich man's food, thinking of this, Ye Luo eats more happily.

"Ye Luo! Ye Luo!"

Before I ate a few bites of the meal, someone shouted Ye Luo outside, listening to the voice, it was Ye Haitao, Ye Luo's playmate and classmate, and the relationship was very good, so they were always together.

"Taozi, come in, finish eating, can you eat again?"

"Don't eat it, big. ”

Ye Haitao opened the curtain and walked in, as for the big milk he shouted, of course it was Ye Luo's mother, Ye Luo's family has a lot of generations in the entire Ye family, and even people in their forties have to call Ye Luo uncle.

Ye Haitao has to call Ye Luo uncle according to his seniority, but for playmates, seniority does not work, and they call each other by their names intimately.

However, when his parents are away, Ye Luo has another title, boss, because Ye Luo is the best in the children's circle, and I don't know if this credit should be given to Mr. Ye Jianguo.

"Ye Luo, let's go out to play after eating!"

Ye Haitao asked. Now the popular circle is to play treasure, that is, two pieces of paper are folded into a rectangle with a cross pattern. Ye Luo wanted to refuse, but he didn't know what to do at home, so he hesitated for a moment and responded.

...

After playing a few games, Ye Luo was really not interested in continuing, so he gave them his treasure. I can be a child at home, but I can't be a child outside. Letting a person with a 40-something mentality play children's games is just a reminiscence.

Ye Luo was suddenly very confused, a little out of place among children, and couldn't participate in the affairs of adults, feeling as if he was isolated, abandoned by the world, what should he do, this has become the most urgent problem that Ye Luo wants to solve at present.