Chapter 29: Bland Happiness
Seeing Yang Yi coming, Yang Kuan looked up at him, Yang Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm just talking to him, it's okay!" β
Yang Kuan smiled shyly and scratched his head, hehe smiled.
"Big brother is not angry with you, but you should really be more sensible in the future!"
Yang An glanced at it, and then opened a small notebook, which was full of today's expenses, how much are pots and pans, how much are tiles, how much is meat and vegetables, etc., are all clear and clear, Yang Yi went over to reconcile, a dime and a half, all carefully and carefully.
Yang Kuan also took out the account book, which recorded his expenses in school for a whole year, waiting for the family to reconcile the accounts.
Yang Ping finished packing up the books, and then squeezed into Yang Kuan's arms, watching a few brothers frowning and thinking about the source for a dime and a half, looking at it with a small face with interest, she didn't feel tired and bored at all, she liked the feeling of being a family together, no one lacked.
Perhaps, in her eyes, this is the happiest time in the world.
Yang Quanlin was lying on the bed, listening to the whispers of the brothers next door, and the parents who were occasionally mixed in during the reconciliation suddenly wanted to cry.
He suddenly remembered that he hadn't been home for many years, and he couldn't even remember the appearance of his parents and siblings, and he couldn't help but want to ask himself, one day in the future, will he regret it?
Yang Quanlin couldn't help but soften, wanting to give up his plan, although this family was poor but lived happily with the world, with their own warmth and happiness, but they might face endless suffering because of themselves......
He felt that it would be too cruel for him to do that.
However, thinking of the broken mountains and rivers, and the people who were bullied and struggling in the bitter water, Yang Quanlin's eyes became firm again-he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything for the ideals and beliefs in his heart.
Including yourself, and even others.
He hopes that in that bright future, every family living on the land of New China can be as happy and happy as Yang Yi's family.
"Get up!"
Then, Yang Quanlin was kicked awake and found that Yang Yi was standing in front of his bed, and Yang Kuan, Yang An, and Yang Ping were moving their fists and feet in the small courtyard or boxing vigorously.
Yang Quanlin didn't know how to box, so he didn't understand what Yang Yi was doing when he called himself up so early.
"Jump rope until I'm satisfied!"
Yang Yi threw a rope to him and said: "This is going to Manchuria, a long journey, and you may encounter bandits or even Japanese on the way, you need to have plenty of physical strength!" β
Yang Quanlin felt that this made sense, and then began to jump rope, but he was already out of breath after not jumping for a while.
But with the indomitable spirit of the revolutionaries, he still persevered for a while, but soon he couldn't hold on, and found that Yang Yi had gone out to practice, so he sat on the chair and began to breathe.
"Brother Quanlin!"
Yang Kuan came in and said: "If you want to enhance your physical strength, you have to grit your teeth and persevere, the longer you persist, the longer your physical strength will growβjust like what you said about saving the country, no matter how hard and tired you are, you have to persevere......"
Yang Quanlin wanted to say that he was too tired and would jump again after a break, but when he heard that Yang Kuan linked skipping rope with saving the country, how dare he mention another word break?
By the time Yang Yi and the others finished practicing, Yang Quanlin was already sweating, and after a while, Yang Ping brought breakfast, Yang Quanlin didn't even want to eat, he only felt that he was falling apart now, he just wanted to lie down, and didn't want to do anything.
"You'd better eat some!"
Yang Kuan said in a low voice: "You have to continue practicing after eating......
"Still practicing?"
When Yang Quanlin heard this, he only felt that his legs were trembling and said, "If you don't practice, can you?" β
Yang Kuan didn't speak, but just mouthed at Yang Yi Nunu, which meant that exercising physical fitness during the day was not supervised by himself, but by Yang Yi.
"My eldest brother doesn't like people who give up halfway!"
Yang An smiled happily on the side and said, "When we were lazy and refused to practice, how do you guess the eldest brother persuaded us?" β
Thinking about Yang Kuan's skills, Yang Quanlin had no interest in knowing at all, so he buried his head in eating bowl after bowl.
After eating, it was already dawning, Yang Wan took Yang Ping and Yang An out to familiarize himself with the city, and Yang Yi supervised Yang Quanlin's exercise.
Now, Yang Quanlin can finally understand how Yang Yi made his younger brothers and sisters insist on practicing when they wanted to be lazy, because every time he wanted to stop, Yang Yi would poke his fingers over, and that feeling was like a red-hot iron bar stabbed into his body, and he felt that his internal organs were like being crushed at this moment, and he couldn't even scream in pain.
"Don't worry, it's just pain, there won't be any sequelae!"
Yang Yi lowered his head and said softly to Yang Quanlin, who was rolling on the ground in pain: "If you don't have enough physical strength, you can't go to Manchuria at all, you are Kuankuan's friend, I don't want you to have an accident in the middle of the road, but I don't want to be dragged down by you...... So, if you don't want to endure hardship, get up and keep practicing! β
Yang Quanlin, who was trembling in pain, asked tremblingly as he crawled up: "When you use this method when you train your younger brothers and sisters, won't you feel distressed?" β
"I'll be a little softer with them!"
Yang Yi said: "We are short on time, so I have to use slightly more drastic measures against you......"
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Yang Quanlin glared at Yang Yi sadly and angrily, he suspected that this guy was taking this opportunity to take revenge on himself for dragging Yang Kuan into danger, and he was taking revenge on him.
Then he saw Yang Yi erect his fingers again, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth and began to run with his legs raised on the spot.
At noon, when Yang Kuan and the others came back, they brought back a huge wooden barrel, obviously for bathing, and at the same time carrying a lot of fat and bones.
"Look how good we are to you, these fat bones are for you!"
Yang An raised those bones at Yang Quanlin, in this era of lack of food and clothing, being able to eat some meat when visiting at home is definitely the greatest courtesy to the guests, Yang An feels that Yang Quanlin will definitely be very grateful.
But no.
Because Yang Quanlin was already covered in sweat and turned into a mess of mud, he would only cry out in pain if he was stabbed by Yang Yi a few fingers, so let alone expressing gratitude to Yang An for breaking the fee, it is estimated that even if he was cut with a knife, he would not be able to get up.
Yang Yi was massaging and relaxing the muscles of Yang Quanlin's body, and Yang Kuan came over to take over.
Although they don't understand the serious consequences of sudden high-intensity exercise, the experience they have gradually summed up over the years of martial arts practice still lets them know that if they add muscle massage and relaxation at this time, the recovery of the body will be much faster.
Yang Yi filled the wooden barrel with half a bucket of water, and then put a lot of snow in it, so the wooden barrel became half snow and half water mixed with ice and snow water.
"He, what is he doing here?"
Yang Quanlin struggled weakly and asked Yang Kuan, he was sure that those ice and snow water were definitely not Yang Yi himself preparing to take a bath.
Then Yang Quanlin was picked up by Yang Kuan and thrown into the barrel, and he was held on to prevent him from coming out.