After about seven days, the white pipe will be almost completely healed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Guan has always been curious about the Qianlong that Ruyue said - Shen Lijun, but he also met as scheduled.

That day was the third day after the white pipe general had recovered his body, and he began to officially teach martial arts to a group of little beggars in Mao Ji Rice Shop.

The one named Chitaki that Ruyue Ruzhong said, perhaps because of curiosity, went out of his room and watched them a group of people at a young age, walking in rows in the courtyard.

This is the basic skill of learning martial arts.

The little beggars just started to learn martial arts, and they didn't seem to be very interested in Zamabu, and after being tied to Mabu for too long, many of them were not very strong, and they were a little unbearable.

So, a few naughty ones began to sneak and slip.

It's not that Bai Guan can't control this group of small people, but that learning martial arts is already harder than ordinary things. Reluctantly letting people learn, on the contrary, will be appropriate. Only when you understand the suffering and are willing to endure this tiredness can you learn something.

"Mr. Bai, we learned this horse step yesterday, why are you still teaching us to learn horse step today? Now that you've learned all the steps, you can teach us the rest! ”

"Yes, yes, this horse can't hit people!"

"Ma Bu has already been taught yesterday, so let's teach something else."

"Teach something else, Mr. Bai!"

At first, three or two people said this, but then someone got up, and the big guys followed suit.

Even Ruyue and Mao Xiaoer were involved.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be unable to endure hardship, Bai Guan pondered his rhetoric and how to tell them.

Unfortunately, at this time, Shen Lijun came out of the house and glanced at everyone. Said: "Before you came to Mao Ji Rice Shop, how long did you be a beggar outside?" ”

"Girl, why do you ask us this?" Ruyue asked.

One of them replied: "Before I met the girl, I had been following Mao Xiaoer, and since the day my father died, I was a beggar for three years." ”

"I escaped from my uncle's house. After my father died, my aunt took me in. But she didn't treat me sincerely, every day I had endless work to do, endless things to do, but I didn't even have a full meal. ”

"Me too, me too. I followed my grandparents to Bianjing, and when my grandparents died, I begged here alone. It's been three years too. ”

"I have been a beggar since I was a child, your father is a beggar, and my mother is also a beggar. They used to ask me to beg for things when I was a child, and then they starved to death, and I was the only one left. I've been begging for things in Biandu for as long as I can remember. I'm a few years old, and I've been begging for a few years. ”

Everyone said one sentence in the east and one sentence in the west, and when they talked about the past, the atmosphere became solemn.

Shen Lijun glanced at Mao Xiaoer, he didn't say anything, so he asked, "Mao Xiaoer, tell me, how long have you been a beggar?" ”

"Four or five years. My father turned out to be from Biandu, but he was a good gambler and lost my mother, and then lost my sister. My mother was sold into the building, and so was my sister. The two of them were humiliated and wanted to escape from the building. As a result, my mother was beaten to death by the people in the building in order to protect my sister. My sister escaped with great difficulty, returned home, took a kitchen knife, and chopped my father up at night. Before she died, she told me that she had already broken her body and escaped just to avenge my mother and herself. She asked me to find an old beggar in the city to go to the apprenticeship, saying that she could not take care of me, and that I would rely on myself in the future. ”

"Lijun, what about you?" Shen Lijun asked Xiang Ruyue again.

She was now used to being called Ruyue Lijun.

Ruyue listened to Mao Xiaoer's past, and was already in tears: "I am similar to Mao Xiaoer, but I was the one who was sold into the building." I was seven or eight years old. Follow the Oiran lady to be a little maid. Later, the mother of the flower girl forced me to pick up the customer. I burned myself with boiling water and escaped. I met the girl. ”

"Looking back on the past, do you think, was it bitter in the past, or is it bitter now?" Shen Lijun asked loudly.

The little beggars did not speak.

"In the past, everyone felt miserable because not only did they not have enough food and clothing, but they also had to be subjected to inhuman insults and torture. But now, if you feel bitter, then why is it bitter? ”

The crowd remained silent.

"Because Zama is hard? Or is it because it is hard to learn kung fu? Shen Lijun paused for a moment and continued: "Is Zamabu really bitter? Is learning Kung Fu really hard? Compared to the precarious days you lived before, starving and beating every day, does Zamabu really make you unable to hold on and live? ”

The crowd shook their heads.

"Since you all shook your heads, you all said no. Then why can't you stick to it! Why can't you grit your teeth and hold on! In life, what kind of thing is not bitter! What is there that you don't need to do on your own? Learning Kung Fu is not something that can be achieved overnight! If you can't endure hardship, what can you do in the future! ”

Everyone clenched their hands, their eyebrows solemn.

"Perhaps one by one, you will remember all the hardships you have suffered! Hate those who have caused all kinds of harm to themselves! But have you ever wondered why others can easily hurt you? Can easily decide your life or death? Your fate? Forcing you to do what you don't want to do, to sell your own words, your flesh, your soul? Why? Because, you are all too weak! ”

"You're too weak! You don't have a strong body, you don't have a quick mind, you don't even have a strong spirit! Therefore, you can only be trampled on, trampled on your life, your youth, your revenge! ”

"I ask you, do you want to go back in time! Can you think of the kind of life that is trampled on? ”

Shen Lijun asked sharply.

"I don't want to!" Everyone replied in unison.

"What should you do if you don't want to?"

"Get stronger!" Everyone replied in unison.

"How do you get stronger?"

"Learn Kung Fu!"

Shen Lijun smiled, then shook her head again, and everyone looked at her in confusion.

She said: "Learning kung fu is to strengthen your body, so that when you encounter danger, you will not be without the ability to fight back!" If you want to be stronger, you have to learn more! Only by having more information and having more advantages can your destiny be controlled by yourselves! to be able to grasp it in your own hands! Now, the opportunity to reverse your destiny is in front of you, do you cherish it? ”

"We cherish!"

"Do you want to learn?"

"Learn!"

"I hope you can all remember today's words! Not for me, but for yourselves! I won't repeat that in the future! If you want to take your fate into your own hands and not be bullied in the future, you can cheer me up one by one to learn and strengthen myself! ”