Everything is difficult at the beginning, since there is already a road to point out, then the rest is to walk the mountain to open the road and meet the water to build a bridge. Since Qian Erye realized early that his talent for practicing martial arts was extremely poor, he could only work on the day after tomorrow, but he just spent a little more effort, and he would have it again the next day when he got up after sleeping.

Since there is no need to worry about food and clothing, there is no need to worry about a few bites of food every day.

The days in the small green building are still ordinary and comfortable, but the drizzle lasts for more than ten days, and many families in the town have to repair the roof leaks, and even the blue brick and tile houses of the rich people in the town have also suffered some disasters, not to mention the old house with a thatched roof in Wei Changpan's house, which happens to be low-lying, and the house has accumulated a finger deep rainwater, and the roof has leaked into a sieve, and there are more than a dozen holes in large and small, which are difficult to repair completely for a while. Fortunately, Cui Xiaoshan was empathetic and allowed him to take a full three days off. Taking advantage of the sunny weather in the next two days, I hurriedly helped my father, who was already a little unfavorable in his legs, to finish mending the thatch, draining the stagnant water in the house, and hurriedly went to the house of the second master to see if there was anything to help.

When I saw this kid, I thought that I threw out the dagger worth three hundred taels of silver, and my heart trembled in distress, and the beard and rough face were a little whiter, and most of them were still distressed that the second master of Qian, who could pile up a table full of silver money, was not angry, rolled his eyes and said that his house was strong, so he sent the young man at the gate of the courtyard to hurry back and forth to practice boxing.

When he returned to Xiaoqing Building, several beauties saw Wei Changpan as if they had been reunited after a long absence, and they pinched his face and touched his head to laugh, which made him feel helpless, and finally took out his head to come to the stove room at the back of the building to help Mama Chen prepare the day's meal.

I don't know how long the rain will be, and most of the street vendors in the town are too lazy to shout on the muddy road with few people for a long time and not earn a few copper plates, and they all huddle at home and never come out of the stall. Fortunately, Wei Changpan helped Mama Chen pick up some non-perishable vegetables and some pickled dried fish and meat a few days ago, which also saved her the trouble of getting wet in the rain. It's just that for the four people who are the most picky about the food, they really can't get off the chopsticks for such a table full of dishes that are neither the unearthed vegetables of the day nor the fresh meat, and a few chopsticks are hastily made of dragonflies and water for a few meals in a row. The young man from a poor family cherishes food the most, and the amount of food has also increased greatly after practicing boxing, and Xiao Zhu'er and Xiao Mei'er were stunned. How can you not be frightened when this guy eats up the amount of food in one meal in three or two bites? Mama Chen laughed and scolded this kid for being a veritable rice bucket, but on the other hand, she added rice to the bucket with no grains of rice left and asked if he had eaten enough, which made him even more embarrassed when he was still unsatisfied with the dishes and chopsticks.

The four girls went upstairs, and the other three searched around Gu Meisheng, who was the most greedy on weekdays, completely ignoring the resentful eyes that could break the hearts of men in the world. A small package of cloud cake into the person's mouth is only one or two pieces, looking at the three around who are still unwilling to let her go, he said aggrievedly:

"This is the last package, only in and out, even if it is Jinshan Yinshan, there is a day of emptying, not to mention that there are still three of you gluttonous people who come to me to fight the autumn wind..."

"It's not that this day is a little woman who can't stop crying, Mama Chen is also a smart woman who can't cook without rice, there are so many things in the stove room, and now there is no place to go out to buy, and it will be a few days. Yue Qingqing was kind and consoling.

"The first time I saw the autumn rain, it was so gratifying, and then I felt that it was so annoying. Cen Lin didn't raise his head at night.

"Are you so hungry that your chest is pressed against your back, and you still have the leisure to read?" Cui Xiaoshan glanced at this cold beauty, "I saw that you ate the fastest when I was dividing the cloud cake just now." As soon as these words came out, a little red faintly appeared on the former's beautiful face, which made the face that did not eat the fireworks of the world stained with some red dust.

"Qingqing, you said that Xiao Pan's recent martial arts practice is true?" Cui Xiaoshan said casually.

"Yes, I heard what Mama Chen and those girls said, it was Xiaopan who found a ranger in the town to worship a teacher, did not learn the blade, and is now practicing the fist and foot kung fu of the outsider, although the boxing is mediocre, it is still a little unique, and his master should not be the goods of the wrong people's children, so we don't need to bother too much about him. ”

"Xiao Pan's master also gave him a dagger to protect himself, and according to the townspeople's description, it is a sharp edge that is rare in our place, and his blessing is good. ”

After that, he remembered that he once had a dagger, but unfortunately he never saw it again after giving it to a ranger.

I wonder how he is now?

Yue Qingqing traveled to the rivers and lakes for the first time, and encountered a few bandits outside the county near here, originally there was no problem with martial arts self-preservation, but he couldn't hold back his tears when he heard a few explicit jokes from the five big and three rough men who hadn't seen a woman for a few months, let alone raise his sword to face each other. Fortunately, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and there are rangers in the wilderness, only in the novels of talented and beautiful women, I have seen the hero save the beauty, she was overjoyed at the time, the fly in the ointment, the ranger looks really a little stumbling, and the image of the white-clothed fluttering jade tree in the wind is really very different. What's even more surprising is that this ranger is probably a fledgling who is not good at martial arts, and his sword skills are not as good as her, and he did not succeed in saving the United States, but was subdued by a bandit who was just suffering some skin trauma. The bandit did not want his life, and after punching and kicking to vent his anger, he left, leaving her and the poor ranger who fell to the ground staring at each other with wide eyes.

The appearance of the ranger who was entangled and cleaned up was very miserable, which caused Yue Qingqing to feel very sorry in his heart, and took out the silver to compensate and break people's faces, so he gave him a dagger from the master in the year of Xuan. How could I change the owner's dagger and meet someone unladylike, I can only do some trivial things such as opening the wine jar and cutting meat, and I don't have the treatment of personal collection around the beautiful body.

The sound of rain outside Xiaoqinglou did not stop.

Xiaoqinglou practiced boxing more than once.

Qian Erye's boxing method of splitting, collapsing, drilling, cannon, and horizontal is the main trunk, and there are dozens of branches, although it is called a foreign boxing, but in fact, it is both internal and external, and it is a step higher in the strength of the martial arts fight, whether it is killing power or change, there are gains and losses, the more changes, the more difficult it is when you first learn. Wei Changpan does not seek to be changeable, he only seeks to practice the five starting styles well, and then practice others.

Splitting and drilling the cannon horizontally, the cycle goes back and forth, and there is no kind of posture that strives to be very similar to what Qian Erye gave that day, but now it seems that it is not yet available, but the shape has already been three points.

In fact, Second Master Qian is not wrong, Wei Changpan's talent for martial arts is indeed not enough, but his patience has long been tempered by the hard days of the past, and the threshold that is not easy for the children of rich officials and eunuchs to practice martial arts does not exist for the young man at all.

Without him, only the hand is familiar.

The young man practiced boxing in the open space of Xiaoqinglou, practiced boxing next to the avenue in the town, practiced boxing when the rooster crowed, and practiced boxing when the sun was on the three poles.

Punch the rain and listen to the rain.