Zhou Qinghai fell to the ground once, and Yang Liangyou helped Zhou Qinghai up from the ground once. One afternoon, Jiang Zhiheng and Yu Wenyan didn't know how many times Zhou Qinghai had fallen. The sun is setting over the mountain peaks in the west and finally falling. All the disciples of the Huashan faction stopped practicing martial arts, picked up their weapons or talked and laughed with their bare hands, and returned to the Huashan faction restaurant in groups. Zhou Qinghai closed his eyes and lay on the ground, motionless like a stone sculpture, only the sound of heavy panting and the slowly rising sound of breath proved that Zhou Qinghai was still alive. Jiang Zhiheng and Yu Wenyan saw Zhou Qinghai lying on the ground, and turned around and went back to the kitchen. Yang Liangyou, Song Guodong, and Jin Lihao surrounded Zhou Qinghai in a circle and looked at their little junior brother with concern. Zhou Qinghai lay down for a while, opened his eyes, and said with tears that he was sore all over, and now he can't move, three senior brothers, go to dinner, don't worry about him. Yang Liangyou, Song Guodong, and Jin Lihao said that we are all brothers in the same school, how could we not leave him alone. Senior brother, it's like this when you first start practicing martial arts, and it's good to get used to it after a while. Zhou Qinghai shook his head and said that he really couldn't stand it anymore, and he didn't want to practice martial arts anymore. Yang Liangyou told Zhou Qinghai that you still want to be afraid of leopards and tigers. Zhou Qinghai thought of his past experience, thinking about the scars left by his body when he slept on the tree and was tied up, thinking about the fear when walking the night road and the mountain road, thinking about his sleeping outside, thinking about being insulted by people and even dogs, thinking about the embarrassing past, and the stubbornness in his heart rushed to his brain, Zhou Qinghai gritted his teeth, propped up his numb arm, let himself sit on the ground halfway, and then slowly stood up with the same gritted teeth. Yang Liangyou, Song Guodong, and Jin Lihao saw Zhou Qinghai stand up, and they all said that the little junior brother was really powerful, they lay on the ground for a long time when they practiced martial arts on the first day, and the little junior brother stood up after a while, and the little junior brother will definitely rely on strong perseverance and the careful teaching of the master to become a generation of martial arts masters in the future. Zhou Qinghai felt very embarrassed in his heart when he heard the praise of the three senior brothers, but he couldn't say anything humble with his clenched teeth. One step at a time, he followed the three senior brothers to the kitchen.

In the Huashan Sect, in order to exercise the willpower of the disciples, as long as it does not seriously affect the health and life safety of the Huashan disciples, no one is allowed to help others. Liangyou, Song Guodong, Jin Lihao and Zhou Qinghai walked to the restaurant half an hour later, and the Huashan faction, whether it was a master with a high rank or an apprentice with a low rank, was sitting at the table, not a single one of them moved their chopsticks, waiting for the arrival of these four people. Therefore, Huashan is not a cold-blooded and ruthless sect, on the contrary, a sect with very united disciples. Zhou Qinghai was very young, the dining table and dining chair were high, Zhou Qinghai, who was stiff and painful, slowly leaned himself to the chair, put his butt on the dining chair little by little, and it took a lot of effort for Zhou Qinghai to sit on the dining chair. When Zhou Qinghai sat awkwardly on the dining chair, all the Huashan sect disciples looked at Zhou Qinghai with a smile, and when Zhou Qinghai successfully sat on the dining chair, the dining room resounded with warm applause from all Huashan disciples. Zhou Qinghai watched all the senior brothers of the Huashan faction stand up one by one, and he wanted to stand up like them. Yu Wenyan walked over, gently pressed Zhou Qinghai on the dining chair with his hand, and told Zhou Qinghai that this is the rule of Huashan, whether it is morning, noon or evening, the apprentices must serve food to the master, but there is one exception, like you, who have just practiced martial arts and your body can't bear it, you don't have to serve food, you sit here well, and your senior brother will serve you the food later. Zhou Qinghai hadn't heard such warm concern for a long time, and hot tears welled up in his eyes, lying on Yu Wenyan's body. Zhou Qinghai's three senior brothers said that it was better to be young, and they could still lie in the arms of their sisters and cry their noses. After the Huashan disciples served each master a meal, they began to sit down to eat. After Zhou Qinghai, who was cold in his heart, got some warmth from his master's body, he melted the stiffness of part of his body, Zhou Qinghai stretched out his numb fingers, slowly picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the vegetables little by little. Zhou Qinghai has never eaten such a sumptuous meal, seeing these good meals, Zhou Qinghai wants to taste them, none of Zhou Qinghai's three senior brothers gave Zhou Qinghai vegetables, but they all rotated the dishes around him to Zhou Qinghai's side. Zhou Qinghai burst into tears again, and everyone in the Huashan faction smiled kindly. Yang Liangyou handed Zhou Qinghai a handkerchief and asked Zhou Qinghai to wipe his tears. Zhou Qinghai wiped away his tears warmly in his heart, and then continued to eat. Everyone finished eating, but Zhou Qinghai hadn't finished eating, and Zhou Qinghai put down his chopsticks embarrassedly. Yu Wenyan got up from her seat again and told Zhou Qinghai that he could eat slowly and not be embarrassed. Zhou Qinghai really wanted to say thank you to his mother, but when the words came to his mouth, he still said, thank you, teacher. Zhou Qinghai finished eating, his little belly was bulging, Zhou Qinghai looked at all the Huashan disciples and said I was full. After laughing with a good-natured "haha", everyone got up and walked out of the kitchen. Yang Liangyou, Song Guodong, and Jin Lihao watched their little junior brother slowly stand up, walk out slowly, and follow the little junior brother slowly outward. The starry sky outside was clear, and many disciples of the Huashan Sect were chatting in the square. Zhou Qinghai looked at the three senior brothers, and the three senior brothers said that they could also go over there to play. After Zhou Qinghai and the three senior brothers came to the square, the apprentices of the other masters of the Huashan faction came to Zhou Qinghai and asked Zhou Qinghai for his name and family. At this time, Yu Wenyan came to Zhou Qinghai's side, handed Zhou Qinghai a good freshly made clothes, and said that Zhou Qinghai would take off the tattered clothes on his body when he got up tomorrow, and asked her to sew for him and put on this new clothes. Zhou Qinghai thanked his mother, and then hugged the new clothes that Yu Wenyan made for him like a treasure, while looking at this fine dress intently, stroking it again and again. When she was sleeping at night, Yu Wenyan walked in from outside. Zhou Qinghai hurriedly covered his naked body with a quilt, Yu Wenyan smiled, and said Silly child, you are just a little bit shy, what are you shy. Yu Wenyan told Zhou Qinghai that she was fine at night, and came over to take away his tattered clothes and sew and mend them for him. picked up Zhou Qinghai's clothes and returned to the house, Yu Wenyan found a needle and thread, and seriously mended Zhou Qinghai's clothes under the kerosene lamp. Jiang Zhiheng walked in from outside, and said that for many years, you haven't mended my clothes. Yu Wenyan said coquettishly, if you are my godson, I will make it up to you.