In the next three days, Yang Chen practiced Liquan, Gangleg and Badao respectively.

In this way, Yang Chen began to change his schedule and rest time.

Every night, at seven o'clock, he entered Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and struck iron for three hours. Phantom Step, Trick Body, Power Fist, Gangleg and Badao are practiced for one hour each, and the time for striking iron adds up to eight hours. At three o'clock, I came out of the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, took a bath and ate, went to bed, and after sleeping for about three hours, I got up and went to school.

Of course, if he still has free time, he spends all his time striking iron.

Sunday.

Rest.

Almost all the martial arts students put down their cultivation and repaired themselves, in case they accidentally injured themselves in the process of cultivation. Because Monday is a martial arts expedition.

Yang Chen wasn't going to cultivate anymore, he was ready to rest for a day. However, he didn't go to Xia Jie and Liang Jiayi, not wanting to affect their state. So I casually put on a sportswear, left home early in the morning, went to the cinema alone to watch a lonely movie, and after coming out of the cinema, I wandered aimlessly on the street, looking at the scenery of the street, and soothing my emotions.

"Huh?"

A familiar back figure came into Yang Chen's eyes, it was a middle-aged man, wearing a very old military uniform without a collar badge. With only one arm, carrying a bag of cement, he was struggling towards the mouth of an alley.

"Wang Jun!"

Yang Chen immediately identified the back, which was one of his father's guards. Eight years ago, he lost an arm because he was covering his father. Had to retire. His father wanted to arrange a job for him, but Wang Jun refused, saying that he didn't want to cause trouble to the army, and he could live well without an arm. And secretly left the Qinglong Army, his father had looked for him everywhere, but he never found him, but he didn't expect that he had been living in Xicheng.

"Uncle Wang!" Yang Chen ran to Wang Jun's side, snatched the cement from Wang Jun's shoulder with both hands, and carried it on his shoulder.

"You've always lived in Westside, why don't you let my dad know?"

"Chenchen, why are you?" Wang Jun was stunned when he saw that it was Yang Chen, and then he went to grab the cement on Yang Chen's shoulder and said, "Hurry up and give it to uncle, you have soiled your clothes!"

"Uncle Wang!" Yang Chen grabbed the cement on his shoulder tightly and said: "You saved my dad's life, but you left behind my dad's back, do you know how my dad has come over all these years? Every time he mentions you, he feels guilty and depressed." Why don't you give my dad a chance to repay the favor?"

Wang Jun let go of his hand to grab the cement bag, put it on the side of his thigh, rubbed the outside of his thigh with some anxiety, and said:

"I don't want to trouble the chief, the chief is so busy every day, I'm doing well myself, it's really good......"

Looking at the vicissitudes of life, half of his gray hair, and even his waist was a little rickety, and he was wearing a patched military uniform, Yang Chen's eyes were a little hot. With a hint of crying, he said:

"Uncle Wang, are you doing well?"

"I ...... It's been good, really good. Chenchen, don't worry about uncle, uncle is doing well, he has a wife and children......"

Yang Chen only felt sour in his heart, he was such a heroic warrior at the beginning, but now he is down. Yang Chen didn't want to say anything, just silently carried the cement bag and walked towards the alley. Wang Jun's lips moved, and finally followed.

"Uncle Wang, which one is?"

"I'll lead the way!"

Wang Jun walked a few steps quickly, came to the front, led Yang Chen to walk in the alley for about ten minutes, and stopped in front of a door, there should be a small courtyard in front of the door, but at this time there was no wall in front of the courtyard, but there were a bunch of broken heads.

"The wall of the courtyard fell yesterday!" Wang Jun said softly.

"Dad!" A tiger-headed, three-year-old boy ran out of the room, and then suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Chen timidly. At this time, another woman walked out of it, and the boy hid behind the woman, poking his head out to look at Yang Chen.

"Brother Jun, what is this?" the woman said as she looked at Yang Chen.

"This is when I was in the Blue Dragon Army, the child of our chief, Yang Chen. Chenchen, this is my wife, Wu Meizhi. ”

"Hello Auntie!" Yang Chen put the cement bag on his shoulder on the ground and greeted Wu Meizhi.

As soon as Wu Meizhi heard that Yang Chen was the son of the old chief of Wang Jun, she immediately became restrained, twisted her two hands in front of her, and said in a complaining tone:

"Brother Jun, how can you make Yang Chen resist cement?"

"It's okay!" Seeing Wu Meizhi's restraint, Yang Chen simply stopped paying attention to her, so as not to make her more nervous, so he turned to Wang Jun and said:

"Uncle Wang, don't say anything, let's build up the wall. ”

Hearing that Yang Chen didn't mention letting him go back to his father, Wang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and as for Yang Chen wanting to help, he didn't refuse. He was Yang Chen's father's guard, so he naturally understood that Yang Chen's temperament was very stubborn, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, you be a small worker, and I will be a big worker. ”

"Of course it's Uncle Wang who is a big worker!"

Yang Chen smiled, and began to make sand, pour cement, then pour water, and mix it with a shovel. Wang Jun waved his hand at Wu Meizhi and said:

"You go and prepare the meal, and eat it at home in the morning and at noon. ”

"Hey!" Wu Meizhi replied and went into the house.

"This is my son, Xiaohu. Xiaohu, called brother. ”

"Brother!" At this time, Xiaohu saw that Yang Chen was very affectionate, so he was not too afraid, came to Yang Chen's side, raised his head and said.

Yang Chen touched Xiaohu's head and said, "Wait for the next time my brother comes, I will bring you a gift." ”

"Thank you, brother!" Xiaohu's eyes lit up.

"Xiaohu, go into the house and find your mother. The Wang family glared at Xiaohu, and Xiaohu ran into the door.

Then Wang Jun stopped talking and silently built the wall. Yang Chen also silently mixed sand and cement, and silently dusted Wang Jun. The yard is small, so the wall is also very short, and in less than half an hour, half of it has been built. Yang Chen finally couldn't help but say:

"Uncle Wang, I remember that you were a sixth-level warrior at the beginning, and now you ......"

Wang Jun's image at this time really didn't look like a sixth-level warrior. You must know that Wang Jun is in his early forties at this time, if he is a sixth-level warrior, he will definitely be like a young man, how can he be so old?

"Nothing. Wang Jun smiled and said open-mindedly: "I lost an arm at the beginning, and I didn't take it seriously. Who knew that there were dark wounds left in the body, these years, year by year, not as good as a year, not to mention a sixth-level warrior, even a sixth-level martial artist is not as good. ”

Speaking of this, he sighed and said, "Chenchen, I secretly left the Blue Dragon Army, on the one hand, I didn't want to trouble the chief, and on the other hand, I really thought that I would live well. I'm a sixth-level samurai, even if I lose an arm, I will pick a job at will. Even if you go to the martial arts hall to be a coach, you will be robbed by various martial arts halls. ”

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