On the ninth day after Ip Man opened, Lin Hong cleaned himself up early in the morning, and went straight to Ip Man's house with two or three bags of xiaolongbao early.

knocked on the door, and it was Ye Man who opened the door, and at this time he was asking Lin Hong with a smile on his face, "Come here so early?" Got breakfast? ”

Lin Hong lifted the bag in his hand, "Not yet, isn't this just the right time to come to Master's house to eat together!" ”

"You kid!" Ye Man shook his head and smiled, knowing Lin Hong's kindness, he turned sideways and motioned for Lin Hong to enter the house.

Walking into the room, Lin Hong saw the live chickens in the corner at a glance, his eyes rolled, and he turned his head to say hello to Zhang Yongcheng, who was adding dishes and chopsticks, "Good morning, master!" ”

Zhang Yongcheng nodded with a smile, and after sitting down, he greeted Lin Hong, "Xiaohong, hurry up and come over for dinner!" Then he reached out and grabbed a piece of beans and put it into Ye Zhun's bowl.

"Hey, good!" Lin Hong agreed.

After Ye Man came over and sat down, he sat down, put the two bags of xiaolongbao in his hand on the table and spread them out, picked up one and handed it to Ye Zhun, and said with a smile: "Ah Zhun is growing now, so he needs to eat more steamed buns!" ”

Ye Zhun looked at Zhang Yongcheng and saw that she nodded, so he took it and took a small bite.

"Xiaohong, don't buy those candies in the future, it's too wasteful of money, and eating too much is not good for Ah Zhun's health." Zhang Yongcheng said while serving a bowl of porridge to Lin Hong.

"Hey, good!" Lin Hong agreed, and secretly stuck out his tongue at Ye Zhun, making the corners of Ye Zhun's mouth crooked.

Afterwards, Lin Hong took a sip of porridge and exclaimed, "This porridge is so delicious, and my master's craftsmanship is so good!" ”

Ye Man couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, but Zhang Yongcheng rolled his eyes at Lin Hong, "Just a bowl of white porridge, what's so good to drink or not?" ”

"Hehe, it just tastes different! It's better than what's out there, and I'm sure I've tasted it for the past two years. Lin Hong's tone was firm, because he did drink something else from this porridge.

Well, it's similar to that stinky old man's cooking! All have some amazing flavors!

Ip Man's smile shrank, and Zhang Yongcheng's hand lifted the bowl for a moment, but it quickly returned to its original state.

"If it's good, drink more." Zhang Yongcheng took a sip of porridge, put down the bowl, and put some beans into Lin Hong's bowl.

"Well, good!" Lin Hong happily took a sip of porridge, put down the bowl, and said casually: "With my wife's skills, I should be very good at stewing chicken soup, right?" ”

"Well, it's okay." Zhang Yongcheng smiled and nodded, "Xiaohong likes to drink chicken soup?" ”

"That's right!" Lin Hong happily put down the bowl, as if he was a child who had been recognized, "When I was young, I often drank it, it was so delicious, but now I am a little greedy when I talk about it." ”

"Okay, let's come over for soup at noon." Zhang Yongcheng immediately made a decision, as a woman in the forties and fifties, she was undoubtedly very assertive.

"Good!" Lin Hong immediately agreed happily.

At noon, Lin Hong arrived as promised, and a pot full of chicken soup had been placed on the table, and the aroma was fragrant.

After a meal, Lin Hong found that Zhang Yongcheng's face was abnormally whiter than yesterday, and when he turned his head, he smelled some bloody gas left in the kitchen, and immediately understood.

He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, he knew that he should have killed the chickens first and then brought them over, but he didn't have time to think about it so much at that time, but he was a little negligent.

In the afternoon, Lin Hong and Ip Man continued to practice boxing on the rooftop.

But as soon as he walked downstairs, Lin Hong saw a young man with a somewhat arrogant face, the man was dressed like a Western cowboy, wearing a peaked cap, and was tearing down a propaganda poster of Wing Chun.

"You're here to learn boxing?" Lin Hong knew in his heart that Huang Liang had come to the stage, but unfortunately your identity as a senior brother has been robbed by me, and you will always be the second child from now on.

Hearing this, Huang Liang turned his head and glanced at Lin Hong from top to bottom, "You are the one who teaches Wing Chun?" ”

"No, it's not me, it's my master." Lin Hong turned sideways slightly and let go of Ip Man behind him.

Ip Man took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Ip Man, and I am the successor of Wing Chun." ”

"Wing Chun? Haven't heard of it! Huang Liang, just like Lin Hong's words at the beginning, made Ye Man's face stiffen, and Lin Hong's expression was also a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay, Wing Chun, it's a kind of close-quarters short-handedness......" Ip Man still smiled, taking out the same set of rhetoric that he had said to Lin Hong before.

"I don't even know what you're talking about!" Huang Liang didn't have the patience to listen at all, put down his burden, and raised his hands to make an attack, a typical Western fist starting style.

Ip Man looked a little unnatural at the first moment, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't stand being provoked like this! But Ip Man's demeanor was also high enough, and in the end he just smiled and didn't speak.

Seeing that Huang Liang was so polite, Lin Hong was immediately unhappy, and asked Ye, "Master, let me meet him." ”

Seeing Ye Man nodded, Lin Hong turned his head to look at Huang Liang and sneered, "Don't you think this place is too narrow?" Come with me and I'll show you what Wing Chun is! ”

After speaking, without waiting for Huang Liang to react, he missed his body and went to the rooftop.

The three of them came to the rooftop, and Ye Man stood beside him, holding his hands and smiling, watching Lin Hong and Huang Liang confront each other.

Huang Liang was still clenched with his fists, raised and placed in front of his chest, in a defensive posture of attack.

Lin Hong spread his hands and posed in a Wing Chun starting hand style - spread his hands.

With a cold snort, Huang Liang took the lead in making a move, only to see him step close and punch Lin Hongmian door.

Lin Hong smiled, his left hand reached out and spread it on the opponent's arm, swinging it away, and his right hand reached forward and swung his fist that was just halfway out again.

Seeing Huang Liang's hands being swung open and the middle door wide open, Lin Hong's eyes lit up, his right hand turned into a fist, his body swung, his bent right hand suddenly straightened, and a fist that gathered all the strength of his body smashed into Huang Liang's chest.

I only heard a muffled bang, Huang Liang snorted in pain, and took three or four steps backwards to stop the retreat.

"This is called Wing Chun little thoughts, understand?" Lin Hong has to ignore people, and he doesn't leave any virtue in his mouth at all, who let this yellow sorghum just now drag it like this!

Huang Liang suddenly became angry, rubbed his chest, scolded, put on the previous offensive and defensive posture, stepped forward in two or three steps, and another punch blasted out, smashing Lin Hong's door.

Lin Hong was speechless, wouldn't you order something else? Come and go with one trick, you think you are studying mathematics, physics and chemistry!

I'm sorry, brother will teach you today, what is martial arts!

The fist was approaching, Lin Hong was not in a hurry, the four fingers of his left hand were stretched out, the middle finger was slightly concave and the ring finger was level, and his arm shook and shot out like a javelin.

Lin Hong's punch speed has reached twice that of Huang Liang, so his left hand comes first.

Due to the theory of midline boxing, Lin Hong's arm was sticking in, so the outside of his arm just swung away from Huang Liang's arm.

Huang Liang's punch was broken, and Lin Hong's fingers were already rushing towards his eyes, and if he wanted to dodge at this time, it seemed that it was too late.

Hearing Huang Liang's scream, he covered his eyes and took a few steps back.

"How? This is called the Wing Chun Logo, I just learned it the day before yesterday, it should be okay, right? Lin Hong stood with his palms closed, smiling.

Well, for this ridicule, Lin Hong gave himself a score of ninety-eight, and two points less because he was afraid that he would be proud.

Ye Man was funny when he watched it in the back, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, this apprentice! I really love to play treasures.

When Huang Liang heard this, he was angry for a while, but let him go up again, he didn't dare, his eyes were still hurting!

Therefore, in the end, he could only snort coldly, picked up his baggage, rushed off the rooftop, and left without looking back.

As soon as Lin Hong saw it, he knew that this product would definitely have to go back to call someone, so he felt that it didn't matter, when there were more people, let Ip Man play.

But Ye Man didn't think so, in his opinion, he was a young man, but he was suppressed by his own apprentices, and now the matter of accepting apprentices will be in vain.

After thinking about it, Ye Man just wanted to raise his hand to speak, but Huang Liang had already rushed off the rooftop, and in the end he could only swallow the words back helplessly.

"Yes, Master, let's continue training!" Lin Hong doesn't care about Wong Liang's thoughts and practices, he still cares about his level of learning Wing Chun.

Seeing him like this, Ye Man couldn't help but smile and nodded, "Okay, come on, I'll practice with you." ”

"Hey, okay." Lin Hong happily agreed, and soon came to Ip Man's side, stretched out his two hands and started to match each other.

The afternoon passed quickly, and in the evening, Huang Liang came as promised, and three young men followed him.

As soon as Lin Hong saw this formation, he immediately shrank behind Ye Man, "Master, the one who came is not good, and if you deal with three, the apprentice will not be able to handle it, so I can only leave it to you." ”

When Ye Man heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and scolded with a smile, "You little slippery head!" ”

Lin Hong smiled indifferently, and said to Ye Man: "Master, don't be polite, you are accepting apprentices, you don't need to keep your hands, it's okay for young people to suffer a little." ”

With Lin Hong's sentence as a foundation, Ip Man is like an enlightener, and he doesn't have any intention of leaving his hand at all.

The three of them called a crying father and called their mother, Huang Liang stood aside and gasped for air, fortunately he didn't do anything with this middle-aged man at noon today, otherwise he would have been miserable!

Even Lin Hong, standing on the side, couldn't help but squint his eyes, ouch, this product was pumped, and his face was swollen several times, right?

At the end of the fight, Ye Man closed his fists and stood up, and the three originally handsome stick guys turned into a pile of crooked melons and cracked dates.

"Okay, you've seen Wing Chun too, is there anything else? If not, we'll go back to dinner. "Ip Man never had the idea of returning late, and when he saw that the sky was getting dark, he had already had the idea of going home.

Hearing that Ye Man obviously meant to drive people away, the four of them glanced at each other, and knelt down with a plop, "Disciple Huang Liang (Xu Shichang, Wei Guoqing, Wang Kun), meet Master!" ”

The momentum of the four of them speaking in unison was very strong, even if Ye Man had seen the calm character of the wind and waves, he couldn't help but show a smile.

But before he could speak, Lin Hong's voice rang out, "Hurry up and come over from the apprentice, there is no tea ceremony, what kind of apprenticeship is it?" ”

When a few people looked back, they saw that Lin Hong had already placed four cups of tea in the place where Ip Man was drinking, glanced at each other, and shouted sweetly, "Thank you, senior brother." Hurriedly stepped forward to worship the tea teacher.

After a process of going down, and the time was also in the evening, Ip Man looked at the five apprentices in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of pride, his own Wing Chun lineage can be regarded as being passed on.

In the evening, Ip Man and Lin Hong went home, and Zhang Yongcheng complained for a while, Ip Man didn't dare to squeak, Lin Hong apologized and took responsibility, and finally let Zhang Yongcheng's resentment dissipate.

I don't know where it started, Lin Hong gradually set a fire in Ip Man's house, and seemed to have become a 'member' of this family.