Fang Yulan's willingness to teach boxing greatly encouraged Bai Shou, and it was in this winter that he began to practice rigorously.

Originally, the white hands were practicing.

In the morning and at dusk, he would run several kilometers along the riverbank, and this is how he developed his ability to escape.

He also has a fitness workout method, which is to play with stone locks with both hands.

There are three pairs of six stone locks in the yard, weighing six catties, nine catties and twelve catties respectively, and the white hands have been practiced to twelve catties.

Every morning and evening, the white hands would practice in the yard for half an hour.

The method is also very simple, tie up the horse step, one in each hand, and grasp the stone lock to do various movements.

Most of the movements are done by yourself.

There is only one action, which is learned by white hands in the bazaar, from the good hands who set up stalls and walk the rivers and lakes.

Throw the two stone locks up with both hands, let them spin, and when they fall, grab them with both hands.

The cycle goes on and on, and now the white hand can grab it thirty times in one go, and it will not let the stone lock fall to the ground.

Next, the white-handed plan is to build another pair of fifteen-pound stone locks and use them skillfully within half a year.

Now there are more professors of Fang Yulan.

I don't know what those twelve moves are called, I don't know what they are for, anyway, I believe in Fang Yulan with my white hands.

Winter happens to be fine, and there is time for white hands.

In three days, he practiced the twelve moves taught by Fang Yulan thousands of times.

White-handed has a high level of understanding, not only can he practice the twelve tricks well, but he can also draw inferences from one case and practice it upside down.

Three days later, in the morning, White Hands went to the vegetable garden again.

This vegetable garden is really a good place, a forest and a bamboo forest, which happens to separate the village.

This forest and bamboo forest are owned by the government, and are jointly owned by the three production teams of Baicun and are now jointly owned by three villager groups, and they are usually very strictly controlled.

In winter, few people come to visit the forest.

As for this self-reserved land, there are more than three acres in total, which belongs to more than 20 households.

The white-handed family has a large population, and when the land was redivided the year before last, it was divided into two cents and eight cents.

Although he is young, he has a strong ability to learn from his hands, not only can he farm, but also grow the vegetables on his own land, in addition to satisfying his family's food, more than half of them are sold in the market, and he can also make a lot of money.

I didn't see Fang Yulan, and I didn't see anyone else.

The white hand began to practice the twelve moves again, and he was in the vegetable field, fighting fiercely.

"Not bad, not bad."

Fang Yulan appeared, clapped her hands and praised.

"Sister, you give me some pointers."

"Well, it's a pretty fast learner. But it's not strong enough, and it's not fast enough. And you have to remember that routines are just routines, and if you can take these twelve moves apart and use them freely, you can count yourself as having reached the passing mark. ”

White Hand nodded and said, "I remember." Sister, now I will continue to report to you. ”

Twelve moves are practiced backwards, each move is in the opposite direction, three times in a row.

Fang Yulan was stunned, she didn't expect that Bai Shou not only learned quickly, but also could integrate and have his own innovation.

"Okay, I'll teach you one more thing."

Fang Yulan said, her feet paused, and her body flew lightly......

"Pay attention to my footwork."

The white hand looked seriously.

Fang Yulan jumped around in the vegetable patch, fast and accurate, but she didn't step on a single vegetable.

Finally, Fang Yulan returned to the same place, her breath was not chaotic, and her face was as usual.

"Xiaobai, this is a set of footwork, you practice it well, and when you need to escape, it will come in handy."

"But, sister, you're jumping too fast, can you do it again?"

Shaking her head, Fang Yulan said: "The master led the door and practiced by himself." There are no certain rules for footwork, there is no routine, it is a routine. ”

The white hand snorted, "Then how should I practice?" ”

Fang Yulan smiled slightly, pointed to the vegetable garden and said, "It's right here, play by yourself, but you have to be fast, or jump around without breathing." ”

"Sister, how can I be considered to have practiced well?"

"It's easy. Practice at least twenty minutes at a time, and during those twenty minutes, you will have to jump more than three steps per second. Moreover, not a single vegetable can be trampled on. ”

"Sister, I will do as you say."

Fang Yulan nodded, leaned over to pick vegetables, "Xiaobai, give you half a month." Half a month later, he also reported to me here. ”

Sending Fang Yulan with a white hand.

But seeing Fang Yulan's shadow, her heart trembled inexplicably, and a strange feeling surged up.

"If you don't practice martial arts, you will be empty when you get old, you won't practice your legs when you practice boxing, and you will practice in vain if you practice......"

As she walked, Fang Yulan said in a loud voice.

The white hand immediately began to practice.

One morning, I was jumping around in my vegetable garden with my white hands, as tired as my grandson.

A total of seven Chinese cabbages, eleven green cabbages, a large slice of leeks, countless cabbages and garlic......

Hard practice, stupid practice, dead practice, and admit this principle with your white hands.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to the wax moon.

The half-moon period has arrived.

The white hand came to the vegetable garden early.

The weather was cold, the wind was heavy and the frost was thick, and the morning fog was thick, and it was difficult to see things a few meters away when I opened my eyes.

The white hand jumped in the vegetable garden for a few minutes, and then he stopped to catch his breath when he felt that it was no longer cold.

Unexpectedly, before he could squat down, there was a gust of wind behind him.

The white hand rolls forward, flips three times in a row, and then gets up and performs footwork, dodging up and down, and moving left and right.

But the sound of the wind behind him was still there, following the shadow, never leaving the back of his neck.

Bai Shou didn't panic, he knew that there was someone behind him, this person must be Fang Yulan, and she was testing him.

The mind wandered, one stumbled, and the back of the white hand was pushed.

The white hand rolled over again, crushing a vegetable patch.

But as soon as he got up, he was kicked in the hip.

The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, thinking to himself, I can't be beaten passively, I have to fight back.

At this time, there was another kick in the buttocks.

This time, instead of running away with his white hand, he quickly turned around and grabbed the kicking foot.

As soon as you get started, the white hand can be sure of a woman's feet, and the owner of this foot is Fang Yulan.

Grabbing his feet with one hand and his legs with the other, he twisted hard, and tried to fall down Fang Yulan with his white hands.

However, a master is a master, Fang Yulan reacted faster, and her body flew up violently in the direction of her white hand.

The white hand didn't want to let go, but in fact, he didn't have time to let go, and his body was turned around.

I don't know how many times I turned, my white hands were dizzy, and my body fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, it was mud and a vegetable mat back, so there was nothing to do with white hands.

"I still have to practice." Fang Yulan only said three words.

The white hand came back to his senses slightly, and suddenly a sentence came out, "Sister, you are not wearing socks." ”

As soon as the words fell, the buttocks of the white hand were kicked.

"Stinky boy, don't learn well."

Fang Yulan floated away.

This last kick was really ruthless, lying on the ground with white hands, and I couldn't get up for a long time.

The sun is slowly rising.

The vegetable garden is in a mess, and the white hands dare not slack off, so they quickly clean up, and the vegetables that the whole family eats for the New Year are all counting on the vegetable garden.

When he was busy with back pain, the second brother Bai Dang ran over.

"Big, big brother, you hide, our dad, our dad is coming home."