Running on the bamboo plaque exercises the body's coordination and balance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe bamboo plaque is not fixed, although it contains more than 100 catties of grain, but when it runs, it will still keep shaking. It needs to be balanced with speed and body shaking. On the first day of practice, it is inevitable that the body will have difficulty coordinating. The old Taoist master didn't talk to Zhang Jiaohua about any skills, and his enthusiasm was to practice more.

This night, Zhang Jiaohua was running on the bamboo plaque repeatedly in his dream. The sand tied to the feet became heavier and heavier, and the millet in the bamboo plaques became less and less. Because there are only more than 100 catties of millet in total, half a month later, the bamboo plaque is already empty, and Zhang Jiaohua has already listed more than 30 catties on his feet. Ordinary people, not to mention on the bamboo plaque, even if it is on the flat ground, it is not easy. Zhang Jiaohua must also speed up and tilt his body into the bamboo plaque as much as possible to prevent the bamboo plaque from being stepped on. However, in the back, Zhang Jiaohua's physical balance is not as difficult as the first time he trained on a bamboo plaque.

Zhang Jiaohua actually passed more than half a month in his dream. I suddenly heard the sound of a rooster crowing, and I opened my eyes suddenly.

Zhang Jiaohua got up and immediately went outside to practice the pile skills of incense kung fu on the wooden stake. By this time, it seemed that the pile work was no longer of much use, but Zhang Jiaohua still insisted on it every day. After practicing this, Zhang Zhaohua took out a bamboo plaque from home and put it directly in the hall, and then brought a load of grain from the barn and filled it with bamboo plaques. Then he tied two snakeskin bags with sand to his legs and began to run on the bamboo plaque.

The first time I ran, I fell off the bamboo plaque after a few steps. Although he had been practicing in his dream for more than half a month, in reality, his consciousness and his body had not yet been able to harmonize. When he fell, Zhang Jiaohua subconsciously dodged to the side, as if there was an old Taoist master with a bamboo stick standing next to him.

When you go up, you need to start a few steps, and with a certain speed, you can balance on it, after all, the width of the frame of the bamboo plaque is only a little bit, and if you stand dead on it, you will fall down immediately. But after running a few steps, his feet were empty, and as soon as his body tilted, he immediately threw himself into the bamboo plaque. The body burrowed into the valley, and the whole body was covered with grain. There are all kinds of fine thorns on the paddy, which stick to the body, and it is not comfortable at all.

Zhang Jiaohua got up and shook the rice on his body, and the rice on his body kept falling and scattering on the ground. However, Zhang Jiaohua is not worried that the rice will be wasted at all. The chickens and ducks must be fed every day, and if they fall to the ground, they can be swept over to the chickens and ducks later. Zhang Jiaohua didn't notice that there was still a lot of rice sticking to his hair, he was already standing in front of the bamboo plaque, and he was ready to start running on the bamboo plaque again.

A longitudinal stride rushed up, and then ran up on the bamboo plaque quickly, staring at the frame of the bamboo plaque, and kept running under his feet. This time, Zhang Jiaohua seemed to have found a little feeling, and his body seemed to begin to harmonize with his consciousness. It is still very useful to practice the pile gong every day, which can exercise the coordination between consciousness and body. Lap after lap, Zhang Zhaohua has adapted to this rhythm, but his physical strength is consumed very quickly, after running on it for more than ten laps, his breath began to mess up, and the clothes on his body began to be wet with beads of sweat gushing out of his body.

The breath was chaotic, and Zhang Jiaohua's feet quickly became chaotic. A stumbling fell off the bamboo plaque. sat directly on the bamboo plaque frame, gasping for breath.

Fortunately, there were a few golden tigers to support him just now, otherwise, Zhang Jiaohua would have fallen to the ground. Jin Hu had already seen that Zhang Jiaohua couldn't hold on, and at the moment when Zhang Jiaohua fell, he quickly held Zhang Zhaohua up.

The sun came out, and through the gaps in the tiles, pillars of light appeared in the hall, and a flat circle of light could be seen on the wall.

Zhang Jiaohua went to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, made breakfast and ate it, and went to school with his schoolbag.

"Call flowers, call flowers. The mute chased after him from behind.

Zhang Zhaohua didn't stop to wait, nor did she slow down, letting the dumb man catch up quickly behind.

"You're going too fast. I'm almost out of breath. The dumb man ran over and complained.

"I'm walking slowly. Zhang Zhaohua said disdainfully.

"I envy you, no one cares about you at home alone. If you want to watch TV, you can watch TV. No one cares how long it takes. I watched TV for a while, and I was scolded half to death by my parents. "The dumb man is very distressed.

"Then you and your father and mother will be separated. You later feed yourself on your own. Cook and wash your own clothes, farm the land, feed the chickens and ducks......" Zhang Zhaohua listed some of the things she has done these days. Immediately let the dumb man have nothing to say.

The dumb man scratched his head, "Why don't I split up and go with you?"

"Not good. Zhang Zhaohua immediately and decisively refused.

"That's it. If I had separated from my parents, I would have starved to death in a few days. "Dumb people think about it, the consequences are quite serious.

When Zhang Zhaohua arrived at school, he took out the books in his schoolbag and began to read. The appeal of this book to him was just too great.

The days passed like this, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. In February, the weather warms up, the village is in full bloom, and the plum pass turns into a pink world.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, when the early rice grains are about to be planted, and all kinds of crops are about to start raising seedlings. Zhang Zhaohua is a very strong child, and Zhang Youping was originally going to give all the land to his father Zhang Manyin and his eldest brother Zhang Youlian to plant. But Zhang Zhaohua left an acre of paddy field next to the house. The vegetable patch also left a plot of land at the east end of the house.

Zhang Manyin came to Zhang Jiaohua's house at night, "It's called Hua, this acre of paddy field, or do it, Tian, grandpa will plant it for you, and the grain will be considered your family." Do you think about it?"

Zhang Zhaohua shook his head, "I can grow it myself." ”

"I didn't say you can't plant, aren't you still young now? Grandpa helps you plant, and when you grow up, you can help grandpa plant in the future. We're an au pair. Zhang Manyin knew that this grandson was stubborn, so he could only change his way to get him to agree.

"No, when you get old, I'll help you. But I don't need your help right now. Tomorrow is Sunday, and you take me to the seed company to buy grain seeds. Anyway, you just tell me how to raise seedlings. Zhang Jiaohua insisted on doing it himself.

"The paddy field hasn't been ploughed yet, I'll help you plough the land, okay?" Zhang Manyin smiled bitterly.

"No, I don't. I'll do it myself. Zhangjiaohua still shook his head.

At this moment, Zhang Manyin couldn't help but get angry, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work." It's like grandpa owes you. Forget it, whatever you want, I don't care about you. ”

Zhang Manyin walked away angrily. (To be continued.) )