Fifty-six, it's time to go to work

Aunt Sun didn't go to the river to twist her waist, came out with two small stools, and sat at the door with Zhou Xiaoyu, looking at the rain scene in this not beautiful place.

Zhou Xiaoyu has liked rain since he was a child, and only the rain in the West Lake is a rain scene.

For example, in front of the small hotel now. Zhou Xiaoyu looked at it blankly, always trying to find something.

He turned his head by chance and found that Third Aunt Sun was also very engrossed, so he suddenly asked, "Third Aunt, what should be the mental method of the inner family fist?" ”

Aunt Sun's mouth opened, but she hesitated again, and finally closed her mouth and did not speak.

Zhou Xiaoyu still said: "I'm sorry third aunt, I don't want to steal from your family heirloom, but you can always give me a little inspiration." ”

Aunt Sun laughed: "You kid deserves to be a little fish, very cunning." ”

"Uh-huh."

Zhou Xiaoyu said in a different way: "Third aunt, if it was Lu Tanggong, how would he explain this problem to his apprentice?" ”

Aunt Sun smiled and said: "Lutang Gongjiao teaches people according to their aptitude, but the great truth of the inner family is always inseparable from two words, listen and understand. It is especially important to understand the word, this concept is very abstract, and from this point on, everyone's path is different. For example, my stagnant strength comes from practicing sticks, and when I was enlightened, I was by the lake and hit water with a long bamboo pole. The process of the pole hitting the lake and the pole leaving the lake is particularly profound for me, and in the future development and practice, I have always been inseparable from the water, and all the induction and force methods are based on that enlightenment, and then the quantitative change leads to qualitative change. ”

"Compared with the outer boxing, the inner boxing does not have an iron standard to regulate. If each person's ideas are different, the enlightenment will be different, and then the later development will be different. All the forms of the inner boxing, as well as the way of breathing, are all looking for the 'unity of heaven and man', and in the end, it is necessary to rely on induction, and then it can be understood. The so-called external strength of the inner family is actually an inevitable fit in the process of pursuing the inner family. It's not that he deliberately trains in an external way outside of his inner boxing. You don't have to force it, just follow your feelings, when the time comes, the dripping water will always wear through the stone. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly realized, indeed, if it weren't for the third aunt's intentional or unintentional awakening. Maybe I really went wrong and misunderstood Kong Yu's words.

The principle is not to deliberately learn the inner fist to combine, the principle is just that one's pure outer family has reached the extreme, in this natural time to seek a breakthrough, do not deliberately interfere, go with the flow.

Aunt Sun said again: "In short, even if it is a foreign boxing, everyone's boxing is different. There are some things that others can't teach you, and I believe that your parents have already taught you what they can. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "I'm afraid it's because of this that there are not many people who understand national arts." ”

Aunt Sun said: "Of course it's not much, and it doesn't need much." This question was answered by Zhou Gong back then, and now I will tell you what I said. He said that in addition to containing a long-term cultural precipitation of this nation, Guoshu is also too abstract and does not have a standard. This is the reason why the national art cannot be popularized and cannot be introduced into the army. When Cun Zhougong refused the invitation of the Sports Commission and the Military Commission, he said that what the country needs is standardization, and the role of mass production of killing machines has been fulfilled by military factories. There can be no 'industrialization' without standard things. So Guoshu is the field of art. For example, literate people, people who write formulaic documents, foreign ministry spokesmen, professional soldiers, these can be mass-produced. But writers, columnists, and strategists can't be mass-produced, because there is no standard. ”

Some of Zhou Xiaoyu's specious hidden doubts that have always existed suddenly became clear for a while. is worthy of Cun Zhou Gong, pointing out the problem directly and sharply, just like that hole fish.

Immediately, Zhou Xiaoyu scratched his head vigorously, wanting to save the master of Zhou Gong's generation of national arts, how could he subconsciously compare it with Kong Yu, who couldn't eat a meal.

Zhou Xiaoyu looked at Feiyu blankly, many thoughts poured into his head, and many pictures seemed to be replayed in front of his eyes, including the absence of a martial arts fight after entering the city, getting along with Jiaqi, and the dialogue with Kong Yu, one by one.

Now it seems that all the processes have some flaws.

Thinking about it carefully, I called that Kong Yu right, thinking back to the short time she got along with Long Jiaqi, she was a very good and personalized friend, but the parting mood was really exaggerated by herself invisibly.

In addition to the bar, the rain scene is also a place that can make people think about it. Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly thought that if he sat at Kong Yu's table in such a weather, listening to the rain outside the window, and watching her extremely beautiful hand-made tea, it must be very quiet.

In the dimmersing rain, a royal blue car slowly appeared on the dirt road.

"You send me so much money, and you don't go to class, what do you want to do?" Mazda, which drove directly to the nearest place, lowered the window, and Du Bing looked at him with bad intentions.

"I forgot to ask yesterday, and I don't know where to look for you." Zhou Xiaoyu was embarrassed.

"Come on." Du Bing shook his head and pointed to the seat next to him.

After getting into the car, she said as she drove, "You are the biggest worker." Ask the boss to pick you up for tea. I don't know if you'll feel guilty? ”

Zhou Xiaoyu said without thinking: "I was still thinking about drinking tea just now, and you came." ”

"You..." Du Bing raised his hand and wanted to give it to him.

Xiao Yu won't dare to talk nonsense next week. He felt that the boss could not be messed with casually, and the boss was a person who was easily irritable.

Du Bing drove the car very slowly, Zhou Xiaoyu didn't know much about cars and speeds, but he could obviously feel that it was much slower than yesterday. "It's a slow day," he said. ”

Du Bing said: "Drive slowly on rainy days, and pay attention when you drive." In particular, this light rain, when mixed with the mud stains on the road surface, becomes the 'lubricant' between the tires and the road surface, and is the most difficult to control. If it rains heavily, it is much better to wash the road surface clean. ”

"Uh-huh." Zhou Xiaoyu responded and was also paying attention.

Seeing his humble and studious appearance, Du Bing felt very good and decided not to investigate him for offending himself yesterday.

Thinking about it, Du Bing reached out and took a lady's cigarette and lit it, and amplified the music a little, still quietly. She seems to have a soft spot for the band.

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "It was also this music yesterday, boss, do you like to listen to this?" ”

Du Bing took a puff of cigarette and slowly spewed out: "I grew up listening to this, and old songs have the charm of old songs." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu praised her: "The boss is a nostalgic person." ”

Du Bing said: "Don't be a sycophant, nostalgic people also hold grudges, I warn you that it's best not to offend me." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "No wonder you hate that Wang Kenai so much, you must have known each other for a long time." ”

“**!”

Hearing this name, Du Bing began to scold without thinking: "This son of a bitch raised my elementary school and junior high school classmates." I will never forget her bullying me, his dad bullying my dad! ”