Fu Lei didn't brag. The medicine was changed once a day, and in the early morning of the fourth day, Shen Qiubao woke up, and there was no numbness in his left leg. Overjoyed, he carefully sat up and lifted the thin cloth to inspect the wounds.

The middle of the gauze is pale yellow-green and no longer stained with blood.

Seeing that Fu Lei had changed the medicine a few times, he had more or less seen some doorways: the pale yellow-green marks were dyed by the wound medicine. The absence of blood indicates that the wound is not oozing again.

Is it already scarred?, he reached out in disbelief and poked the edge of the gauze.

It still doesn't hurt!

Without further hesitation, he happily tried to get out of bed.

The moment he stood up with the head of the bed, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth - although his left leg was soft and not as strong as his right leg, if the movement was not too big, the wound was just a faint pain!

There were a lot of clothes at the head of the bed. Shen Qiubao looked closely, they were all old clothes made of muslin, and the oars were cleanly washed. There are beige coats and cyan coats and trousers, which are the same as those worn by Brother Fu, but each one is much smaller. There was also a pair of green cloth open-top shoes next to the bed, which was also the size he could wear.

Before I went to sleep last night, none of these were there.

Needless to say, it must have been prepared by Grandpa Liu for himself. Get dressed and you're ready to go out of the house!

Shen Qiubao happily put on his clothes, then held on to the firewood stack, and slowly tried to walk to the door.

What will the Liu Family Boxing Gym be like? Are the other people in the gym also kind-hearted people like Brother Fu and Grandpa Liu? Will they drive me away...... The closer he got to the door, his heart sank.

The room was very small, and he carefully walked forward, step by step, and it only took about ten steps to stand behind the chai door.

No matter what other people think of me and treat me, anyway, I must stay. Having made up his mind, he took a deep breath and reached for the door.

The outside of the wood door was obviously not locked, because he just gently pulled it in, and the door "creaked" open.

The cool morning breeze is wrapped in a faint aroma of grass and trees.

It's so cool! Shen Qiubao couldn't help but shiver.

In an instant, he seemed to be back in Niutouao Village—his house was located at the foot of the East Mountain, and his bedroom was facing the mountain forest. In the morning, it was cold in the mountains. He woke up early in the morning, and every time he opened the door, he would be shivered by the cool breeze outside.

Could it be that the Liu Family Boxing Gym is also at the foot of the mountain? The familiar feeling suddenly soothed most of the anxiety in his heart.

It's quiet outside. Shen Qiubao lifted the door and looked around. The situation outside the house was completely different from what he had imagined these days—there were no swords and iron guns, and there was no open martial arts training ground, all he saw was a dense forest shrouded in a thin morning mist, and the shadows were full of shadows and extremely peaceful.

It's like opening the back door of your bedroom!

It turns out that the martial arts hall is like this? Shen Qiubao rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

The courage suddenly became several sizes. He tried to pull up his left foot and move over the threshold that was more than three inches high.

The wound was still torn and painful. He gasped and stopped quickly - these days, every time Grandpa Liu came to see him, he repeatedly told him: Don't act rashly. If the wound is torn up, it will have to lie down for a few more days, and in serious cases, it will fall to the root of the disease, and even the leg will be lame. He wanted to stay and learn martial arts, but he couldn't break his leg because of a momentary curiosity.

The pain quickly disappeared.

As long as it doesn't hurt, it should be fine, right? Shen Qiubao felt that the wound was not bleeding, and let out a long breath.

He couldn't go outside in the woods like he did. So, he decided to walk along the base of the wall casually.

Holding on to the plank wall, he turned to the right and moved more cautiously forward—there was a row of cabins of similar style. The cabin he lived in was located at the far left. If you turn left, you won't be able to walk a few steps to the end. At the end, it's clear at a glance: a thick stone wall covered with moss and more than two people high.

I didn't take a few steps when the door of a wooden house in front of me also "creaked" open.

Old Liu Tou came out of the house wearing an old brown cloth jacket: "Yunwa, get up." Don't sleep for a while?" because Fu Lei said it yesterday, so there was no surprise on his face at all.

Shen Qiubao called "Grandpa Liu" with a smile: "I have been lying down for several days, and I want to come out for a walk." "Xindao: It turns out that Grandpa Liu lives in a firewood house.

Old Liu Tou instructed: "This is the west side courtyard of the boxing gym. In front of us is the main courtyard. At this moment, the hall master is practicing. I'm going to make a fire and cook, and I can't accompany you. You know the way in this courtyard, and don't go out. If it collides, it's not good. ”

"Grandpa Liu, I'll help you make a fire. "When I was at my aunt's house, my eldest sister said that adults like children who are diligent in their hands and feet. Yes, Shen Qiubao took the initiative to ask without hesitation. Although he actually really wanted to go to see the hall master practice.

Old Liu Tou glanced at his small body and waved his hand happily: "Your legs are not good yet." I'll talk about it when my leg is better. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Shen Qiubao insisted on following behind Lao Liu's buttocks.

The latter saw that he was walking with ease, so he did not refuse again—burning a fire was not a heavy job. The little dolls are very active, and after lying in bed for so many days, they must be suffocated. It's not a bad thing to move your bones.

There are three cabins in this row. At the far right end is the kitchen. Compared to the one where Shen Qiubao stayed, the kitchen was more than three times larger. In addition to the two-hole blue brick stove, a neatly arranged iron pot from small to large, a large crimson water tank, and under the black mottled window sill, there is also a half-human-high, eighty-percent new wooden cabinet. The latter is rough in workmanship, unpainted, about three feet long, and is divided into two layers: upper and lower.

"Hungry, aren't you?" said Lao Liu, who opened the cabinet door on the upper floor.

It is divided into two layers: the upper layer has two stacks of bowls, both of which are fine white porcelain, one large and one small. The big one is a sea bowl, a total of three, the small one is used as a vegetable bowl at my aunt's house, a total of five, and on the second floor is an old bamboo basket about half a foot long.

Old Liu Tou took out a mixed noodle steamed bun from the bamboo basket, turned around and handed it to Shen Qiubao: "There are still some steamed buns left last night." It's still time for breakfast, so you pad your stomach first. ”

Shen Qiubao was indeed hungry. After getting along for a few days, he roughly touched some of Lao Liutou's temperament. For example, the latter is straightforward and fast-talking, and he also likes straight-hearted babies. Therefore, he was not polite, thanked him, took the steamed bun with both hands, and ate it in a big gulp.

Old Liu Tou touched his head lovingly and opened the cabinet door on the lower floor. There is only one floor, and two large black and shiny clay jars are placed side by side. He opened the one on his left, scooped a small half bowl of crushed buds, and placed it in the smallest iron pot on the stove.

Then, he closed the cupboard door, crouched down in front of the stove, and started the fire.

By the time he finished igniting the fire, Shen Qiubao had already finished eating the steamed buns. Without commanding, he took the initiative to bring a small bundle of firewood from the corner of the house: "Grandpa Liu, I'll help you light the fire." ”

"Have you ever burned a stove at home before?" Old Liu Tou saw that he added two fine sticks of wood in a very orderly manner, so he believed that he really wanted to help, not play.

"Hmm. Shen Qiubao felt that he might have been influenced by the little monkey and learned badly, and now he doesn't blush and his heart beats when he tells lies.

"Okay, here you go. Old Liu Tou got up with a smile, "I'll go wash the rice and pick some beans in the yard." "Crushed bud grain porridge, boiled beans, plus the leftover steamed buns from last night, today's breakfast is complete.

Obviously, Shen Qiubao's diligence greatly pleased Lao Liutou. Next, the latter talked a lot more than usual.

Soon, the porridge in the iron pot was opened, and the house was filled with the fragrance of buds.

"Grandpa Liu. Shen Qiubao pointed to the largest iron pot on the stove and asked curiously, "Is this big iron pot also used to cook porridge? How many people can cook porridge at one time?" This largest one is only one lap smaller than the big water tank in the house. He had never seen such a large cauldron.

"That pot was handed down by the old lady, and it is said that it can cook 200 catties of white rice at a time. Old Liu Tou sighed yearningly, "Before, when our boxing gym was prosperous, we used this cauldron to cook a big pot of white rice to eat a lot. ”

Then, he told Shen Qiubao about the ancient times: Generally speaking, there are two ways of inheritance in the martial arts hall, that is, master-apprentice transmission and father-son transmission. The vast majority of martial arts halls in Shixiu County are passed down from master to apprentice. And the Liu family boxing gym is one of the few fathers and sons. The old lady he mentioned earlier was the owner of the museum. This old lady was originally a martial arts master who traveled to study, and by chance passed through Shixiu County, fell in love with the mountains and rivers here, and opened a museum here to teach apprentices. At that time, he beat the invincible opponents in Shixiu County with Liu's boxing. People from the surrounding area flocked to it. Within two years, the Liujia Boxing Gym has become a first-class martial arts gym in Shixiu County.

"That's when this cauldron was built. Old Liu Tou said, his expression became more and more depressed, "Back then, the old lady just fell in love with the beautiful landscapes here, thinking that the earth spirit must be a great person, and it is a place where good seedlings are produced, and he wants to recruit disciples and carry forward the Liu family's boxing." Who knows, Shixiu County is just a spectacle. The old lady did not receive a good seedling until her death. The old lady didn't give up, and when he was dying, he didn't forget to tell the master, saying that he calculated that Shixiu County was a spiritual land with great opportunities, and he would definitely produce a genius in martial arts, so he must stick to it. ”

As a result, it seems that the old lady's fortune is not very bright. The second generation of pavilion owners has persevered for a lifetime, and still has not encountered the genius who has been born. However, his martial arts talent is far inferior to that of the old lady. After the latter was gone, the fists of the second-generation gym owner were not hard enough, and they were squeezed out by the joint efforts of other martial arts gyms, and the gym quickly fell. Selling land and selling land...... In the end, when it reached his son, the current hall owner, the Liu Family Boxing Gym was only left with a small courtyard and three acres of miscellaneous woods, and it had fallen to the bottom of many martial arts halls. Even, as early as the second generation of hall owners, the martial arts hall was ashamed to "learn" martial arts with the Liu family boxing gym.

However, it is also fortunate that it is so. Otherwise, Lao Liu Tou was worried from the bottom of his heart that the current owner of the gym would not be able to keep the century-old signboard of the Liu Family Boxing Gym.

After listening to this, Shen Qiubao was circled. It turns out that the Liujia Boxing Gym is such a martial arts gym......

"We're only three people in the gym plus me. Old Liu Tou said, "Yunwa, do you still want to stay?" Although the Liu Family Boxing Gym has declined, its arrogance is still there. As a servant, he can't allow anyone to underestimate the gym. The gym also never leaves half-hearted people.

The last martial arts hall, that's also a real martial arts hall. Besides, if I don't stay, where else can I go?" Shen Qiubao nodded firmly: "Grandpa Liu, help me." I want to stay and learn martial arts. ”