This is a fishing village in the East China Sea. Here, the door is a guest, and this is home. The villagers are simple and kind, sleep quietly, and get drunk all night. Play in the fishing village, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the landscape is idyllic. The sunset of the fishing village, a wonderful picture of Taoyuan. This scene, although there is no ink singer singing, is leisurely yearning.

Ouyang Hai is very familiar with the scenery of the seaside, and he will neither indulge in high-mindedness nor be leisurely. Every day, he lives in the village office of Anle Village, taking care of the family and nursing home. If you go out, it must be a daily procurement, and you have already reacted numb to the vast deep sea. In the fishing village, time seems to stand still, while the houses and trees of the village office on South Street have not changed for decades, showing the color of aging. Seagulls flew over South Street, even slower than Ouyang Hai's walking speed.

At this moment, Ouyang Hai was walking on the way home, carrying two large bags of raw vegetables and meat in his hand. His face is like a heavy jujube, phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, and he walks in a tiger step, bathed in the fresh sea breeze. Looking up, the sky is full of stars and the sound of waves. The tired body and mind, the suppressed frankness and romance, in the most leisure and relaxation moment, are integrated with nature.

The houses hidden in the green trees, in Ouyang Hai's eyes, seemed to have turned into golden palaces, and the repeated cooking smoke floating on the roof turned into golden mist, the emerald green leaves were swaying with a little golden light, and Ouyang Hai's face also showed a golden smile. A few villagers walked by, their faces were also transparent blue, and their posture was as soft and slow as water.

Ouyang Hai strode into the courtyard, with a wide view inside, and the houses were like houses. Chen Liqing, the wife who is immersed in housework, has a plump figure, her hair is hanging back, although she is dressed in the countryside, she has a restrained temperament, graceful and luxurious, her eyes are like autumn waves, affectionate, a smile, graceful demeanor, the simple and elegant charm of a young woman, it seems to be natural in her.

Husbands and wives don't say hello and don't seem to exist for each other. Get along day and night, and the heart is sharp, and language has become redundant. Ouyang Hai sat down to rest, and picked up the pear wood cigarette pouch pot on the table, the tobacco in it had already been filled by his wife, and the fire sickle and needle were also placed in the most suitable position. Soon, the room was filled with smoke, spicy and pungent. Chen Liqing washed and washed in the kitchen and prepared dinner, of course, the meal was also Ouyang Hai's most palatable.

Outside the house, the yellow flowers are carpeted, the green willow is edging, the soil is fertile, and the melon is sweet and fruity. Daughter Ah Hui sat on a swing on a sleeping bag between the two giant locust trees outside the door, like a mussel bead embedded in it just right. Ah Xiu is twelve years old, with a beautiful face with an indescribable temperament. The delicate skin is white and red, and the pink cheeks are faintly flushed. Under the long and thick eyelashes like feathers, there are a pair of clear and translucent, black and white eyes. Hui Huang's smart eyes, it is difficult to hide her deliberately hidden playful personality, as bright as the sun, exciting, is a standard fisherman's beautiful girl.

After dinner, it's time to practice. Daughter Ah Xiu removed the sleeping bag between the two giant locust trees in front of the door, and slipped away to play somewhere.

Ouyang Hai practiced for half an hour every morning and evening, rain or shine. Smoked a pot of cigarettes after dinner, stood between the two giant locusts in the courtyard, steadied the horse, stretched out his arms, and first came to a "Danfeng Chaoyang style", tiger and tiger. This is a set of ordinary soil style in the countryside - 72 Road Taiping Boxing. There is no fixed name trick, and even if there is, it varies from person to person and from place to place, and it has gone through a transformation, all by perseverance and practice.

But seeing that Ouyang Hai's fists and feet gradually accelerated, one move and one style, meticulous, and gradually getting better. The whole person was shrouded in the shadow of fists and feet. As the so-called light car is familiar with the road, if it is clumsy, and the soil handle style is familiar, it will naturally improve the realm, which is extraordinary.

Ouyang Hai stretched all over, and it was no longer his hands and feet and limbs making moves, but every joint was moving. On the 36th road, open and close, down the 36th road, and use small kung fu. The change is unprovoked, the virtual and the real are unpredictable, the sound is attacking the west, and the desire is false and the real is reversed. The coincidence is that the feather feather can not be added, the insects and flies can not fall, rise like an eagle falcon in the sky, fall like a heavy lightning strike on the ground, really light and iron arm, like a virgin.

After practicing his fists and feet, Ouyang Hai was still unsatisfied, and tightly tucked the hem of his clothes between the waist ropes, and then between the two giant acacia trees, he shuttled back and forth, and practiced light exercises.

Ouyang Hai's light skills are also not comparable to the authentic mental method of martial arts, and they are the same as fists and feet, which are also accumulated over time, and the water drops are worn by stones. But seeing him between the two giant locust trees, his burly body is like a drunken butterfly in the wind, fluttering and fluttering, "swallows pierce the clouds", "swallows copy water three times", his body is going faster and faster, and he gradually can't distinguish his body, only a dazzling light curtain.

Ouyang Hai's face did not change, his breath was calm, a set of punches and feet and a light gong came down, and his intuition was full of comfort, and he gradually slowed down his legs and feet.

To be continued/