Picking red oranges and navel oranges is the top priority of the Hong Yan family. The rice harvest has been completed, and there are enough manpower.

The red orange peel is thin, and the orange petals are clearly visible. Break open the white meridians, the orange flesh is fully hydrated, and the orange is red. Navel orange is sweet and slightly sour, moisturizing and thirst-quenching, sweet and delicious. After tasting it, Hong Yan naturally knew that the taste could not catch up with the quality in the fairy garden. But it's a lot better than the rest of the world. Maybe it's because I used the water of the fairy garden to irrigate it!

Fruit picking has also become a grand event for the whole team. Even if it is not the peak fruit period and the yield is relatively low, it is estimated that there are still more than 100,000 catties of fruit trees on 200 acres of land, which is more than one-third more than last year's output. Of course, there are fruit trees that increase the yield by one more year, and there are also reasons for the addition of fruit trees, which also have the effect of fairy garden water. Fruitful, joyful! Invite the women who come to pick the fruit, pick it in a basket, gather together, mix the size and put it in a basket. Hong Yan has already confessed, pick fruits and eat them casually!

Load the basket and hire someone to send it to the road to load the truck. One dollar per four baskets, two relays before and after, it only takes an hour for the full labor to go back and forth, and it is not a problem to run 8 round-trips a day. 16 yuan of power money, in this era, earning 16 yuan a day is not a small amount! Are the villagers short of energy? Therefore, there are many people who find Hong Jianjun, Hong Maoming and others to open the back door. That's right, the coolies also have to open the back door. Although the fruit picking is much less, 5 yuan a day, it is also rushed.

In two days, 10 large trucks transported fruits to Yuzhou. Hong Yan will naturally arrange for someone to give the driver two baskets per person to chat and express his gratitude. He also followed the car to recover the payment.

Picking fruits, picking fruits, and transporting fruits, the Gujing Brigade is as lively as the New Year. This excitement is more attractive than the New Year, on the one hand, the members of the club are competing for the opportunity to earn ten or eight yuan, and pull a few zhang cloth, so that the elderly and children can make new clothes. The greater attraction comes from the expectation of orchard yield, 100,000 catties at a dime a catty is also 10,000 yuan. Remove all kinds of costs, and you can earn two or three thousand, let alone two or three thousand!

Hong Chunli participated in the whole process. She organized people to pick fruits by hand, explained the precautions, and then recorded the burden to go down the mountain. Hong Yuzhu is responsible for the arrival and loading records next to the car, and checks whether each basket of wires is in good condition in a timely manner. Both of them were trained to varying degrees.

Selling fruits with great fanfare, not only everyone in Gujing is known, but also Gaoqiao, the heroes adjacent to the brigade, and finally Xiaoxi Commune has also spread all over. In fact, the reason why Hong Yan wants to make such a noise is to let people know that growing fruits and other cash crops can make money. As long as you are willing to invest, understand technology, and find a good market, it is not a problem to make money.

After raising the remaining red oranges and navel oranges on the tree for a few days, Hong Jianguo told the two giants of the brigade that each group would send a few people to pick them, and then each household would send a basket, which was a little benefit for everyone in the brigade's orchard. He also promised that each family would receive no less than one basket per year in the future. A basket of 30 catties, a brigade of more than 350 households, more than 10,000 catties down. Hong Jianguo also went to the commune for meetings from time to time, and as a result, he sent more than 1,000 catties.

In the future, the output can only get higher and higher, and Hong Yan is not afraid that this point will make the villagers dependent or the commune cadres will stare at it. The spring breeze of reform and opening up is about to blow all over the land of China, and I am not afraid that no one will learn!

Hong Yan gathered the whole family together, and everyone offered suggestions on how to organize the whole process in an orderly manner. This process is actually a process of thinking and learning. Therefore, after the end, Hong Yan asked the second uncle, aunt, sister-in-law and father to summarize and review the entire process of picking and selling fruits and the problems that occurred in the middle.

After the Xuanyuan Jue was completed, Hong Yan's true qi had been smoothly released, and he could send and receive it freely. He combed the meridians for his parents, grandfathers, grandparents, and distributed health pills to help them take them. Their physical condition has improved significantly. Grandpa and grandma walked briskly, like the prime of their thirties. Although the ancestor still looked old on the outside, his back slowly straightened up, throwing away his crutches and going in and out.

The winter moon is about to pass, and the red oranges and navel oranges are finished, and the hard work of the year has been exchanged for a fruitful harvest. Hong Maoming led two employees to start winter care for the orchard, pruning, shaping and fertilizing.

Hong Jianjun temporarily withdrew from the mountain to build his new house. In fact, the work of looking at the terrain and digging the foundation has been carried out in an orderly manner under the auspices of Hong Xuecai. Zhang Caixia came down again, and it was natural for her to contribute to her new marriage house.

Since Dacheng, Hong Yan has still practiced diligently every day. Even if it is on the road, after resting at night, I will warm up with Tai Chi in the fairy garden, play the "three fists" to practice the body, and then cultivate the Xuanyuan Jue to refine the qi and nourish the spirit, so the daily sleep time is actually very short. In fact, after Dacheng, the Xuanyuan Jue no longer needs to be deliberately cultivated, it runs all the time, and it is circulating all the time.

Early in the morning, Hong Yan reflected on some new changes in his Tai Chi practice, especially the response he felt with the flow of true qi and fist styles. Taijiquan is an internal boxing, and the practice of boxing complements each other. "If you don't practice boxing, you will be empty when you get old." The practice itself should master the rhythm and cooperate with the breathing, which is a practice. Tai Chi also has a special method of internal cultivation. Cultivating internal strength is not only more proficient in boxing and deep internal strength, and then practicing the method of strength, you can "dial a thousand catties in four or two". As for longevity, it goes without saying.

In the bamboo forest, Hong Yanxin sinks into the fist, Tai Chi starting style, foot Tai Chi, fist walking yin and yang. The fist is lingering, and the footwork is light and agile. The fists are like yin and yang fish, swimming around without stopping. Hit to a place where the interest is extremely high, the real air turns, and the whirlwind rises with the fist. As he continued to punch, the fallen leaves and bamboo around him were also affected by this punching force. With each punch, the bamboo swayed with the wind, and countless fallen leaves swirled around. The new leaves that fall due to the swaying flutter down, like a continuous spring rain. When countless bamboo leaves fell in front of Hong Yan, they were pulled by the strength of the fist, and suddenly floated upward, and the new leaves and old leaves floated and converged in the sky around him. The new leaves are old and green, and the fallen leaves are gray and white, and gradually become two distinct colored clusters, and then surround the Hongyan around them like a Taiji diagram.

At this time, Hong Yan was completely immersed in the fist intent, not knowing whether the bamboo leaves were present or not. At the end of one time, he was still unsatisfied, and he started from the beginning again with 108 styles. Old and new leaves still float around him in the air.

The sun has already risen, and the adults have already gotten up. The first to notice the abnormality of Hong Yan's boxing was Hong Xuecai, who went to the toilet. Accustomed to seeing his grandson boxing, he didn't care at first. When he came out of the toilet, he noticed that something was wrong. The bamboo leaves on the ground are windless and automatic, slowly swirling on the ground in a certain way, and then slowly rising up and floating in the air. Then the bamboo branches swayed, and the new leaves fell, but they could not fall to the ground, and gradually merged with the gray and white old leaves underground. He stood a slightly higher position, and he could clearly see the neat arrangement of new and old bamboo leaves, like the patterns on the clothes of Taoist priests.

Hong Xuecai, who has lived for more than fifty years and has seen a lot of strange things, is also incomprehensible, and looks at his grandson blankly as if he is boxing slowly. He stood there in a daze for a long time, and attracted the attention of Hong Jianjun, Zhang Caixia, Hong Chunli and others. They all stood beside Hong Xuecai and quietly watched the strange situation in the bamboo clearing. Zhang Caixia saw it for the first time, and was about to scream when she opened her mouth, but was quickly covered by Fa Hong Jianjun, making a muffled sound of "Hmm~Hmm~". "Don't be alarmed!" Then I heard Hong Jianjun whispering in his ear.

The people in the front yard also found out about the situation and wanted to gather around to take a look. Hong Xuecai ran over there lightly to stop them from making a sound. Then, Uncle Hong Yan came, and they all stood there watching. Everyone looked at the Tai Chi pattern composed of new and old bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest, which was beyond their cognition. However, it does not prevent the admiration of Hong Yan!

Hong Yan was immersed in Tai Chi. After practicing for about five years in his previous life, and more than a year of practice after his rebirth, he especially the true qi of Xuanyuan's health preservation recipe made his comprehension of Taijiquan reach a height and depth that he did not have in his previous life. He seems to have realized in his heart, and no longer continues to follow the routine, advancing, retreating, looking, looking forward to, fixing, squeezing, squeezing, pressing, picking, squeezing, elbowing, leaning, hand, eye, body, step, breathing, spirit, energy. The shape and the meaning are combined, the meaning and the qi are combined, the qi is in harmony with the gods, and in the 6 combinations, the gods are wonderful, and the movements are continuous, such as flowing clouds and water, loose and natural; In the movement and stillness, it is like a needle hidden in the cotton, the rigid with the soft, the soft with the rigid, the rigid and the soft contain each other, and the concealment is not revealed; In the breath, it opens and closes freely, rises and falls naturally, deep and slender and even, and rests back to the roots.

In the end, there were only 13 styles of 108 styles of Tai Chi in his mind. Suddenly, he felt a jump in the dantian, and he knew something was wrong. But the fist momentum remained unchanged, and he looked inward, and immediately found that the Taiji stone in the dantian was swaying and turning. The Taiji Stone drove the true qi of the dantian to rotate slowly, and then the true qi came out of the meridians, and returned to the dantian after the Great Zhou Tian. From time to time, the true qi seemed to be purer and softer.

Is this a Shenma situation?

Hong Yan retracted his mind, and a few movements slowly closed up, and the Taiji diagram in the air could not support it, and it was crumbling. He accelerated slightly and stroked a few times, and the bamboo leaf diagram rose up again, and with a "bang", it exploded above his head and fell around him. Looking at the pattern on the ground, Hong Yan's heart was extremely happy, and he couldn't help but purse his lips and howl.

The long howl statement is bright and high-pitched, and the sound is vibrating Lin Yue. The more than 20 spectators around were first shocked and held their breath by the explosion of bamboo leaves in the air and the Taiji diagram on the ground, but after hearing the long whistle, their hearts relaxed and their faces were happy.

Hong Yan looked at the audience around him, and said in his heart that he had played a little big this time. They didn't make a noise to alarm him the whole time, and although they were relatives and neighbors, he remembered the affection. He smiled slightly and arched his hand around: "Thank you!" ”

"Hong Yan's bamboo leaves just now were all flying." Uncle Li Yongchuan beckoned Hong Yan over, and then asked.

"Hehe, a magician, huh?" The fifth uncle narrowed his eyes and smiled obscenely.

"What do you say this time? Boy, don't say anything about Tongzigong, you have to teach the second master to do both, otherwise ......" Hong Jianjun also squeezed up, and still had to learn martial arts.

"Hong Yan, tell me how that pattern came out?" Not only the men are concerned, but even the eldest aunt, the eldest girl, has curiosity.

Hong Yan looked at this and couldn't say anything. "Actually, it's easy to say, the Tai Chi I practice, the bamboo leaves are composed of Tai Chi diagrams. However, don't think about it, second master, it's not to discourage your enthusiasm. I dare say that ordinary people will never want to practice to this point in their lifetime. Hong Yangang explained two sentences, looking at the second uncle's eagerness, he couldn't help but blow.

Hong Jianjun was still a little unwilling, and looked at his nephew with a blank eye. Hong Yan said again: "You can practice if you want, and you can get married in ten years!" Hong Jianjun looked at the delicate beauty beside him, and saw that he couldn't eat it, so what was the strength of the flat coat.

He didn't lose his anger when he lost, glared at his nephew and said, "Scared! ”