Chapter 159: Bagua Martial Arts Hall
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A hearty breakfast filled the table.
Looking at so much breakfast, Tang Yi shook his head with a wry smile.
"Are you going to turn me into a pig, so much I can eat there?"
Tang Yi scratched his head, Si Miao had already brought back all the local snacks.
But he's not a big stomach, and he can eat so much there.
"Then you have to eat hard, and only when you are full can you have the strength to work, by the way, brother, how long can you stay this time?"
Si Miao pulled Tang Yi to sit down, she just hoped that Tang Yi could eat something delicious.
"I don't know yet, the army gave me a big vacation this time, and I hope to help my parents collect the land before leaving."
Now it's almost time for the harvest, and the corn on the ground is all the income for this year.
In previous years, he and Sun Le would also choose this time to come back and help their parents harvest corn.
This year, Sun Le is gone, Tang Yi naturally wants to do the work, if he can, he hopes to come back every year to help.
"Well, then we can still go up to the mountains to hunt, the recent autumn rabbits are very fat, and we can bring them back if we shoot two."
There are still a few days before the autumn harvest, Sun Simiao said to Tang Yi excitedly.
"Okay, let's go up the mountain together, by the way, how is college life?"
Tang Yi nodded while eating, and at the same time asked questions about his studies, but he didn't want to open his mouth, Sun Simiao's face suddenly turned red.
"Brother, why don't you tell meat jokes!"
She listened to this sentence every day as soon as she started school, especially those meat jokes that seniors thought they had high emotional intelligence, which was annoying to hear.
But when these words came out of Tang Yi's mouth, Si Miao had a different shyness, which made Tang Yi stunned.
"I mean college life – okay? Don't think about it, young people nowadays! ”
After reacting, Tang Yi realized that this college student, how well to live and how to live in college, is it completely two meanings, I have to admire the breadth and profundity of Chinese, but Tang Yi can also be regarded as discovering that this Sun Siqiao is not a simple little girl back then.
"It's good, everyone treats me well, at least no one bullies me!"
Si Miao's words made Tang Yi almost spit out what he ate in his mouth.
Carrying a waist knife all day long, as long as there are people with a pair of eyes, they will never provoke her, let alone bully her.
Si Miao, who doesn't talk much on weekdays, also opened the conversation box in front of Tang Yi, and heard that she also joined the modeling agency, Tang Yi suddenly thought of a person in his mind, if she wants to help, Si Miao must not be able to become a corner in a short time.
"I'll introduce you to a star another day."
Tang Yi doesn't know many people, and the star in his mouth is Yang Han who was saved a few days ago.
But speaking of her, Tang Yi patted his head again, didn't even leave a phone number, and went there to find her.
"No, I already have other options, and I'm not ready to continue modeling."
Fortunately, Sun Simiao has a new direction, and he is not interested in the so-called first-line stars.
As for what the decision was, Tang Yi was of course curious, but Sun Simiao didn't plan to tell him now.
After she wanted to become a good soldier, she suddenly appeared in front of Tang Yi, and since Si Miao didn't say it, Tang Yi didn't ask anymore.
After breakfast, Tang Yi stretched his waist, Si Miao let go of his knot, and he could go to the old house.
It is also good to help my parents clean the house and do what they can, so the two of them packed up and walked downstairs, ready to return to the old house.
And at this moment, several people hurriedly walked into the distance, Tang Yi originally ignored it, and had already gone to push the motorcycle that Sun Simiao rode back.
"Bagua Boxing has a Japanese challenge ......"
Tang Yi didn't listen carefully to the previous words and the following words, but the few words in the middle of this sentence made him frown.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Tang Yi hurriedly turned his head and called out to the three people running in front.
"There are people fighting in the gossip boxing tube, and it is said that the brand will be dismantled, and if you don't look at it, you won't see it!"
One of them turned his head and shouted at Tang Yi.
There are no entertainment facilities in the small county, and there are no movie theaters.
On weekdays, in addition to masturbating, I stay at home and watch TV to pass the time.,So this kind of thing is definitely very unusual.。
"Si Miao, you go back first, I'll be home later, something happened to the Bagua Martial Arts Hall, I have to go and see."
The Bagua Martial Arts Hall is a century-old hall, and the director is still the senior brother of Grandpa Si Miao.
Although the martial arts are lonely now, in the words of the curator, this is a hundred years of inheritance, and he wants to stay here, so he did not go to the immortal pit.
When he and Sun Le go to school on weekends, they will go to the martial arts hall, where some equipment, especially stone locks and plum blossom piles, is the best choice for practicing strength and body skills, and he also grew up there, and now that something happens there, he naturally can't slack off.
"I'll go with you too!"
Hearing that something happened in the martial arts hall, Si Miao naturally had a responsibility, and as soon as she stretched out her hand and pulled out her waist knife, she would really dare to kill if she was angry.
"No need, now the farm is busy, you go home first to help your parents work, I will solve the big thing, and now it is a society under the rule of law, don't dance with knives and guns if you have nothing to do."
gave Sun Simiao a braincase, Tang Yi said with a wry smile.
Now it's not the old society, where there are people who use knives when they use their hands, and who kills people without breaking the law, everything is not to that point.
"Oh, then you come back early, I'll make you braised rabbit meat."
Sun Simiao stuck out her tongue, and only Sun Le and Tang Yi could control her in this life.
The cover has been left on the mountain, and she will go up the mountain to collect it when she gets home in a while, and then she can make rabbit meat for Tang Yi.
"Okay, tell Mom and Dad not to worry, I won't be too late!"
Tang Yi agreed, walked towards the county seat, Sun Simiao, who jumped on the motorcycle, turned the accelerator, and the motorcycle drove towards the old house.
Acting separately here, it was only five or six minutes before Tang Yi walked outside the door of the Bagua Boxing Gym.
Although the old courtyard wall is covered with moss, it still has a solemn color.
The hundred-year-old lintel has been painted, the vermilion gate is red, and the stone lions on the left and right sides are even more majestic.
At this time, the entrance of the gym was full of people, and the three steps were full, and people poked their heads to look inside.
Tang Yi didn't go to the main entrance, but jumped in through the side door, which he and Sun Le used to do.
The courtyard is not big, and there are eighteen kinds of weapons, and there are fitness things such as stone locks on the side.
And in the middle of the courtyard, an old man with a white beard was fighting with a diminutive fellow.
It's just that just when Tang Yi just turned over and landed, the eighty-year-old man had already slapped his palm on the chest by the other party, and he took a few steps back and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Chinese kung fu is nothing more than that, deliberately pretending, it seems that this brand does not need to be kept."
The goatee smiled slightly, looked sideways at the sign on the door of the house, and at the same time shook his waist, he was going to break the sign today.
"You dare!"
Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the room and rushed straight to the oncoming Yamada-kun, and the person who was in front of him was Yang Han.