The bell of Christmas Eve turned two more rounds, and the wheel of years advanced two times more. The east is passing away, the smoke is cold, the leaves are falling, who is the old age?

This year, Gu Changsheng was sixteen years old.

Although the sixteen-year-old Gu Changsheng is still thin, he is no longer weak, he is a little stronger and taller than two years ago, but he still does not have the nickname "Da Zhuang", but he is a little more bookish.

The sixteenth birthday has passed, and it is early spring. Gu Changsheng, who was sitting at the door of the thatched house, looked at the cow drizzle outside the house, thinking that after this spring rain, the grass should also sprout, and after a while, the peach blossoms on the peach mountain at the edge of the village should also bloom. After the rain, it is time to turn over the small medicine garden, and then sprinkle some medicine seeds, and when the medicine seeds sprout and become new seedlings, it is time for you to go to the mountains to pick some young plants and transplant them. At the same time, the slopes of their own homes should also be turned over, but what to plant this year depends on God's meaning, after all, it depends on the sky to eat, and it has to be planted according to the climate.

When the peach blossoms in Momoyama are all over the field, it is time for the elder brother to come back from the path covered with warblers and green grass on both sides of the village, and there will be a Taoist priest behind him, of course, it may also be a Taoist priest walking in front.

I have already kept the best wheat noodles from last year, and then I can steam the whitest steamed buns for my brother and Taoist priest to eat, and my cooking skills have increased greatly in the past two years.

And I have also praised some silver taels for selling medicine in the past few years, plus the master Wang Er also paid for his helpers for so many years some time ago, so he should be able to ask someone to build a thatched house next to the thatched house, and the stove in the house should also be repaired, and it would be better if the ground could get some mud and sand to wipe the light hall, so there would not be so much floating dust, and it would be cleaned. Make some new furniture by yourself, such as recliners, and make case tables, like those placed in the study room outside the town, so that it is much more convenient for the brother to read and practice calligraphy, since the desk has to be done, then make a bookshelf, the books can't always be piled up at the head of the bed, and the brother will definitely continue to increase the number of books when he comes back, and the head of the bed can't be put down.

Thinking like this, Gu Changsheng decided to do it, and when the rain passed, he asked the carpenter master Wang Er to help him see some good wood, and then pick some good lacquer, and as for the subsequent drying, sawing wood, drawing, cutting and planing, opening tenon and chiseling, starting and rounding, tenoning, assembly, and lacquering, these Gu Changsheng plans to do it himself, they are all small furniture, and they can't let the master help, and it takes some time to do it by themselves, and when the brother comes back, he can also give himself a hand.

Gu Changsheng thought to himself, the rain outside the house still did not stop, and even seemed to be a little heavier. Gu Changming came back to his senses, looked at the book in his hand, smiled to himself, and looked at his brother who didn't know a little bit, and he was distracted when he looked at the book.

He is not as smart as his brother, and he can only stuff the obscure words in the book into his mind little by little, and he can only gnaw the truth in the book little by little, and he does not have the ability of his brother to never forget it, a book, a sentence can only be remembered by reading it over and over again, unlike his brother, his brother repeatedly looks at it in order to "review the old and learn the new" And I just want to remember it purely, as for the truth, you can understand as much as you can, Gu Changsheng didn't force this, and Gu Changsheng didn't think there was anything wrong with this, my brother said that in order to understand the reason, it is not idle to do nothing.

After this distraction, Gu Changming couldn't read the book in his hand. So, Gu Changming picked up the little green turtle on his knee and put it on the table, vacated the thatched hut, and began to play the boxing moves that he had bought from the hands of the Jianghu master who was as thin as himself for three copper plates.

This set of boxing methods has been fought for more than two years, and the moves have long been memorized, and there is no need to read the boxing book. Gu Changsheng felt that this set of boxing methods seemed to be useless, and he didn't feel anything after two years of fighting, and at the beginning, Gu Changsheng practiced boxing just a little distressed about the three copper plates, but later it became a habit and an entertainment to kill time. So even if Gu Changsheng was fooled himself, it was useless to punch this punch, Gu Changsheng still hit it two or three times a day.

There are only a few rows of villains on the parchment, and the actions made by those villains, there is no written description, which makes Gu Changsheng a little depressed, and there is no meridian spent by the red line in martial arts, the veins of luck and exercises, fists, and dark energy. It's not like a boxing technique, it's more like a trick.

Although this is the case, it was also bought with money, and Gu Changsheng still fought very seriously, and every action was exactly the same as the parchment. When boxing, there is always only one audience of the little green turtle, and this kind of boxing method Gu Changsheng does not dare to fight in front of others, so it must not make people laugh to death.

Soon Gu Changsheng fought again, but Gu Changsheng felt that he seemed to be playing a little interesting today, but it seemed to have some shortcomings, and he was a little unpleasant. So Gu Changsheng began to fight for the second time, this time Gu Changsheng fought faster, and he no longer thought about the score in his mind, but completely punched with the habit, and this time it was over soon, and Gu Changming's forehead was already oozing sweat. But Gu Changsheng still didn't feel right, so he started fighting again. Third, fourth...... Until nine times later, Gu Changsheng's whole body was soaked with sweat, and Gu Changsheng still didn't find that meaning.

Gu Changming was itching in his heart and wanted to continue fighting, but Gu Changming still suppressed it and withdrew his hand. Gu Changsheng was a little hot, and his body was very uncomfortable with sweat, and he hadn't punched like this for a long time.

Gu Changsheng wanted to get some water to wash, but when he saw that the outside of the house had changed from a light rain to a light rain, Gu Changsheng walked out of the hut directly and let the spring rain fall on him.

Thinking about the spring rain that didn't move looked a little silly, so Gu Changsheng began to renew his unfinished punch again, but the ground was a little slippery on a rainy day, and Gu Changsheng played very carefully and slowly. So, the punch again and twice started in the rain, and he forgot to be in the rain while playing Gu Changsheng, and the boxing method was all smooth, until the last punch of the fourth time, a spring thunder exploded, and Gu Changsheng found that the rain had poured down, and his fist arms had been red.

Gu Changsheng hurriedly ran to the eaves, shook his sackcloth, and shook off a lot of rain or sweat. Gu Changsheng, who returned to the house, thought that there should be a good year this year, this spring rain is big, and this spring thunder is loud, but it is a little sudden. At the end, I added a sentence in my heart, and this punch was painful.

Gu Changsheng didn't know that this thunder had shocked others, and this punch had also shocked others.

In a mud alley somewhere, a thin man looked up at the rainy day, let the rain hit his face, his body was straight, his face was unruly, his momentum was magnificent, his mouth was slightly open and peaceful, as if he wanted to look up to the sky and say some heroic words, but he said something very bad "Oh, this deal is going to be a loss!" , and then immediately slumped down, covered his head with both hands, ran in the mud, ran for a while, a pair of straw shoes in the yellow mud gradually thickened, the thin man simply took off the straw sandals, and ran barefoot to find shelter from the rain. Leaning over his waist, covering his head with one hand and holding a pair of mud straw shoes in the other, he was really downcast.

Gu Changsheng in the thatched hut changed into dry clothes, took a book, sat at the door of the thatched hut, with a green turtle crawling on his lap, looking at the heavy rain outside the house, thinking about where his brother was now, and the young man had a few traces of sorrow in his heart.

Looking at the green turtle on his lap, he whispered, "When the peach blossoms are all over the field, my brother should go home, right, he will definitely go home." ”

Sixteen years old, sixteen years old, sixteen years old boy is sorrowful.