At the moment when Qin Fan walked into the compound, a black shadow flashed quickly in front of him, only to see a black-backed dog like a calf pounce towards Qin Fan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The blackback is a giant German Shepherd that has the ferocity of a wolf and the docility of a dog due to its ancestors being crossed between a wolf and a dog.

Because this black-backed dog is more obedient than ordinary dogs, it is very suitable for being a police dog or used to watch the home and nursing home.

The blackback in the compound was huge, muscular, strong and flexible, and the average three or five adults would not dare to approach it easily.

The next moment, the big black-backed dog that pounced on Qin Fan unexpectedly stuck out his tongue, licked his palm affectionately, and kept wagging his tail around Qin Fan.

"Big black, long time no see."

Qin Fan recalled the scene when he was a child when he was chased by this black-backed big dog running all over the yard, and touched its head with a smile.

"Dahei, who's coming?"

At this time, a tall, square-faced young man came out of the room.

When the square-faced young man saw Qin Fan, who was teasing his black back in the yard, he was stunned for a moment, then walked up in three steps and two steps, and gave Qin Fan a bear hug.

"Damn, when will you come back, Xiaofan, and don't say hello to me."

The square-faced young man who lived in the compound was Qin Fan's hair Xiaojun, Fang Xiaojun. The two have been friends since they were children, they have caught chickens and touched fish together, and they have peeked at their little daughter-in-law taking a bath, which is closer than their own brothers.

Fang Xiaojun is from a family of national arts, and Fang Xiaojun's father is a master of Bajiquan. This compound was originally a martial arts hall, and when Qin Fan was young, there were still many children with big farts learning martial arts in the compound.

However, in the past ten years, the traditional national arts have declined, and now people like to go to karate gyms, boxing gyms or taekwondo gyms to learn the fighting skills of foreigners, and almost not many people are willing to go to martial arts gyms to learn martial arts.

Now, there is only one disciple left in the Revitalization Martial Arts Gym, Fang Xiaojun.

"Hehe, I just returned to Jiaocheng a few days ago, didn't I come to you?" Qin Fan was also not polite, and punched Fang Xiaojun hard. However, his punch seemed to have smashed on an iron plate, and the shock made his palms numb.

"Damn, livestock, I haven't seen your boy practice to the ninth layer for half a year?"

Fang Xiaojun made a bitter face and sighed and said, "Don't you know, in the past half a year, the senior brothers and sisters have been scattered, and there are no new disciples who have come to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts. My dad was idle, so he trained me to death, and he was about to shed a layer of skin off me. ”

"It's still your kid who is clever, when I was a child, my dad asked you to apprentice and you refused to live or die, he had no choice but to toss me."

Qin Fan smiled, he still remembered that he had learned a little kung fu from Fang Zhenxing when he was a child, and Fang Zhenxing also praised Qin Fan for being a martial arts training material, and planned to take him as an apprentice.

However, Xiao Qin Fan was afraid of hardship, and refused to learn martial arts from Fang Zhenxing when he was killed, but he escaped.

"By the way, I heard that you went to work in Shenzhen, will you go out after the New Year this time?"

Qin Fan shook his head and said, "If I don't go out, I plan to repeat my studies to take next year's college entrance examination." ”

"I knew you kid wouldn't give up easily." Fang Xiaojunlang smiled and patted Qin Fan on the shoulder, this animal didn't know what to eat and grew up, his strength was very great, and Qin Fan, who was in pain, grinned his teeth.

"In the evening, the two of us will go to Dezhuang Restaurant to have a good meal, and then go to take a bath, and we will take you to pick up the wind and wash the dust."

Dezhuang Restaurant has a history of more than 100 years in Jiaocheng, famous for its Hui cuisine, and its specialties include hot donkey, eight immortals live fish, old captain's grilled chicken and Yimen mutton soup, the price is not expensive, but the taste is quite good.

"Xiao Fan is here? Why don't you go in and sit. ”

At this time, a middle-aged man with a slender figure and thin cheeks walked over and greeted Qin Fan with a smile.

"Uncle Fang, Happy New Year."

This middle-aged man who seems to be blown down by the wind is the owner of the Zhenxing Martial Arts Gym, Fang Xiaojun's father, Fang Zhenxing.

Don't look at Fang Zhenxing's thin body, as if he has no flesh, but his kung fu of Bajiquan is genuine. You see that Fang Xiaojun is as strong as a cow, but in front of Fang Zhenxing, he is like a powerless child, and he can beat him down in two moves.

Maybe he was beaten up a lot by Fang Zhenxing, but now Fang Xiaojun has a psychological shadow when he sees his father, and he can't wait to run away.

"You see that Xiaofan is so sensible, learn hard with Xiaofan, don't be hairy and frizzy, practice all day long and think about stealing and playing tricks."

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Fan was a typical child of someone else's family. Born in a scholarly family, his father is a teacher, and his mother is a beautiful girl, and she is good at reading and sensible.

Only Fang Xiaojun knew that Qin Fan had a lot of bad water in his stomach, and when they were children, they stole chickens and dogs together, and those bad ideas were all made by Qin Fan.

"Uncle Fang, Xiaojun, he has worked very hard."

Fang Xiaojun cast a grateful look at Qin Fan.

"He's trying hard. If he is half as sensible as you, I will be relieved. Fang Zhenxing glared at Fang Xiaojun, "Why don't you go and stand on the pile, what are you doing in a daze." ”

"It's going to be the New Year, and you still have to stand on the pile?" Fang Xiaojun muttered quietly.

"No matter what kind of kung fu you practice, standing on the pile is the foundation of the foundation, and you can't fall a day out of three hundred and sixty-five days a year. If you don't stand well on the pile, what kind of martial arts do you practice? ”

Fang Xiaojun relied on his good skills, he had no opponent when he was a child and fought gangsters all over a radius of ten miles, but he was honest like a sheep in front of Fang Zhenxing, and he couldn't get angry at all.

"Uncle Fang, Xiaojun and I happen to have something to go out, do you think it's better to wait until we come back?" Qin Fan glanced at Fang Xiaojun, and hurriedly came out to play a round.

Fang Xiaojun nodded again and again, "Dad, isn't the old mansion where Xiao Fan and I often go to play demolished, Xiao Fan just came back, and I was about to take him to have a look." ”

"The house you said about Mrs. Zhao, okay, you can go, remember to come back early."

Fang Xiaojun was like being amnestied, and he rushed out of the compound like a rabbit, as if he would be caught by Fang Zhenxing at any time if he walked slowly.

"Xiaofan, thanks to you this time, otherwise my dad wouldn't have agreed to let me go out so easily."

Qin Fan smiled and said, "Don't look at Uncle Fang's harshness on you, he is doing this for your good, Uncle Fang feels sorry for you more than anyone else." ”

Fang Xiaojun sighed, "I also know that he is good for me, but now the times are different from before, what is the use of practicing kung fu no matter how good it is." Haven't you heard a sentence, no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives. ”

"When you can practice kung fu as well as Uncle Fang, not to mention kitchen knives, even if it's a watermelon knife, don't be afraid."

Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, and Wu has eight levels of Dingqiankun.

Bajiquan is known for its fierceness, and Qin Fan has seen Fang Zhenxing make a move with his own eyes.

About 10 years ago, a group of traffickers wandered to Jiaocheng to abduct and sell children. At that time, there were more than a dozen children abducted by this group of traffickers, and Qin Fan was also one of the victims.

As a result, just as this group of traffickers was about to flee from Jiaocheng, they were bumped into by Fang Zhenxing. At that time, Fang Zhenxing was at the peak of his life, and his blood was strong, and he actually broke into the lair of this gang of traffickers with his bare hands.

These traffickers are carrying human lives on their backs, and they are a gang of outlaws, and even the police dare not act rashly.

But Fang Zhenxing rushed in single-handedly, killed the leader of the trafficking syndicate with one punch, and beat eight traffickers to half-paralyzed, and it is estimated that he is still lying in the hospital.

Fang Zhenxing became famous in the first battle, but he also suffered a lot of injuries and fell ill, and since then he has retired to the rivers and lakes to open a martial arts hall to teach people to practice martial arts.

However, in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts, there is no business in the martial arts hall, and the Fang family is becoming more and more difficult.

"My dad's kung fu has been honed for decades, and if you want to practice to his level, it will take at least ten years of hard work." Fang Xiaojun sighed and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of hardship, it's just that my father's health has been worse every year in the past two years, and the martial arts hall has no business, if I don't go out to make money, I will really have to sit and eat." ”

Hearing Fang Xiaojun's words, Qin Fan's heart sank, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

It was only at this time that Qin Fan suddenly remembered that in his previous life, he saw Fang Xiaojun again three years after failing the college entrance examination. At that time, Fang Xiaojun's face was haggard, and he also suffered a lot of internal injuries on his body.

Later, he learned that in order to make money to treat his father, Fang Xiaojun actually went to fight black boxing for those thrill-seeking rich people, which almost made people scrap.

"Xiaojun, don't be in a hurry to make money, we are still young and have the opportunity to make money." Qin Fan didn't want Fang Xiaojun to follow the old path of his previous life, so he comforted him.

"Don't talk about that, the old house where we used to play when we were children was demolished, do you know about this?" Fang Xiaojun said suddenly.

"The old mansion where Grandma Zhao lives?"

Qin Fan still remembers that when he was a child, he and Fang Xiaojun often went to the garden of an old house in Nanxiang to catch crickets and play.

The old house was lived in by a grandmother surnamed Zhao, who was born in a large family, and this old house was the ancestral property of her family, and I heard that it had a history of three hundred years.

This Grandma Zhao is very good, every time Qin Fan and Fang Xiaojun go to the house to play, she will prepare some small snacks for the two children to eat, and will also tell them stories. If Mrs. Zhao was still alive, she would be in her 90s by now.

"Grandma Zhao passed away a few months ago, and as soon as she died, her grandchildren couldn't wait to fight for the inheritance left by Grandma Zhao." Fang Xiaojun said angrily.

"I heard that after Grandma Zhao died, a lot of antiques were found in the old house where she lived, and they were all sold by her grandson for a penny. Unexpectedly, they were not satisfied, and planned to sell the old mansion and the foundation together, and now most of the Zhao family's old mansion has been demolished. ”

Hearing this news, Qin Fan was also a little embarrassed. This old house is at least 300 years old, and it would be a pity to tear it down like this.

In the past, the state did not pay enough attention to and protect ancient buildings, and many ancient buildings with a history of more than 100 years were bulldozed and demolished by developers, causing irreparable losses.

It was not until later that the state slowly researched and protected some ancient buildings, but there were still some unscrupulous developers who secretly demolished ancient buildings and destroyed the cultural heritage of the Chinese nation.

Chatting all the way, Qin Fan and Fang Xiaojun unconsciously walked to the south lane where the Zhao family's old mansion was located.