The Chinese New Year is a time of reunion, joy, warmth, and liveliness... The Chinese people have given the New Year so much meaning, and they also carry too much joy in their blood.
Although he can't be with his family this year, even in the unfamiliar city of Yanjing, the abundant flavor of the new year still brings a smile to Yang Dongxu's face.
The big rooster flapping its wings and struggling on the ground, the bone soup gurgling in the pot, the busy figure in front of the chopping board, the children chasing each other in the alley at the door, everything seemed so harmonious. Even Zhou Yiren, who looked increasingly serious and unsmiling, had never lost the smile on his face all morning.
"Can't you go and help?" Yang Dongxu, who was squatting at the door and watching the children playing and eating melon seeds, was slapped on the back of the head.
"Help, didn't they let me go? Why did you, a restless person like you, come out?" Yang Dongxu moved to the side to make way for Old Man Xuan.
The sun was shining brightly on people's bodies today, making them feel lazy, but I don't know if Yang Dongxu had a mean temper. Lying on the rocking chair in the yard and basking in the sun always feels uncomfortable, but when I come to the door and squat like a country bumpkin, I feel comfortable all over.
"Where do you come from so many weird words?" Old Man Xuan raised his hand and slapped Yang Dongxu again.
Yang Dongxu had nothing to do because he was young. Whether it was Wu Aibing's mother, Zhou Ya, or even the usually strict Zhou Yiren, they all told him to eat while he was eating, without the help of a kid like Yang Dongxu.
Old man Xuan has nothing to do because he is old. Although his body is very strong, it is not much better than an old man in his fifties. But after all, he is the eldest in the family. Naturally, Zhou Yiren and his party can't always watch an old man busy with other things, can they?
"Is your kid eight years old this year?" Old Man Xuan looked back at the room, and there seemed to be a smile in his wrinkles.
Although he was disliked for being old today and was not allowed to do this or that, old man Xuan felt warm in his heart. His usually cold face was full of smiles today, but he didn't have a good look towards Yang Dongxu.
"If I'm older by one year, I will be eight years old after 12 o'clock tonight. If I'm still a few months away from my birthday, what's the matter?" Yang Dongxu turned to look at Old Man Xuan and put his hand in his pocket. I grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to him.
Recently, Yang Dongxu has a lot of snacks in his pocket, whether he is here in the courtyard or when he comes to the new house. My pockets are stuffed every day. Melon seed shells and peanut shells were flying around in the alley.
Yang Dongxu litters? Sorry, I didn’t see the trash can in the whole alley? Although Zhou Ya still had to clean up the area in his own yard if he was left in the alley, Yang Dongxu felt much more at ease than if he was left in the house or in the yard.
"You kid, please restrain yourself. If you dare to act recklessly on such a good day, I'll beat you to death." Old Man Xuan glared at Yang Dongxu.
"Hey, old man Xuan, I didn't do anything naughty, right?" Yang Dongxu had a speechless expression on his face.
"I really want you to be as naughty and mischievous as these little kids. You are not a good person by nature. Before you do anything in the future, think more about your family and this hard-won good life."
Yang Dongxu moved to the side again, deciding to stay away from this old man who had become a magician again. The bullshit with the pearl in his eyebrow must be blessed. He had a mole in his eyebrow before he was reborn, and he had been a bachelor for more than 40 years. Can't even get a wife?
Now there is another hidden evil in the eyebrows. This old man must have never seen a black person. After the country opened up in a few years, black people came to Yanjing City. According to what he said, all black people have black Yintang and must be in trouble. If this If the statement is true, black people have long since died.
"Old man Xuan, when can I practice Kung Fu?" Yang Dongxu said with hope in his eyes.
Ever since he was buying new year's goods two days ago, Yang Dongxu had been jealous when he saw old man Xuan's movements of catching thieves as fast as a rabbit. Leaving aside the matter of letting go of the magic stick, the old man in front of me still has a lot of real abilities.
"First strengthen your foundation and cultivate your strength, then I will teach you to breathe, and then you can exercise your body." Old man Xuan squatted next to Yang Dongxu and ate melon seeds. He didn't care that Yang Dongxu didn't believe the warning just now. He still had it anyway. He can live for several years, and as long as he keeps an eye on this kid, it shouldn't be a big problem.
"Old Xuan, are you bluffing me? Those masters in the world always say that they practice martial arts at the age of three and swordsmanship at the age of five. Why do I always make medicine?" Yang Dongxu looked at Old Man Xuan in disbelief.
Think about the lectures of famous people in later generations, and the masters in movies and TV series have been practicing martial arts since childhood. I wish I could say that even the innate energy started in the mother's womb is better than cultivating immortals.
Yang Dongxu felt that it was a bit unreliable for Old Man Xuan to let him continue to exercise in the year of the monkey. After all, leaving aside those messy things, the younger you are, the stronger your plasticity is. This is definitely based on science.
"Bullshit, practicing martial arts at the age of three and swordsmanship at the age of five? You are not a dead soldier and you need to squeeze your body from an early age. If you really want to practice, you can do it. If you don't grow taller in the future, you will start to suffer from pain after fifty. If you have to chop it off, don’t blame me.”
Yang Dongxu carefully looked at every expression on Old Man Xuan's face and found that he didn't seem to be joking. He sighed: "Okay then."
Yang Dongxu really didn't know how old he was before he could practice martial arts. After all, he had never experienced this before his rebirth. However, for a seven or eight-year-old child, he still understands that building muscles affects his growth.
Before his rebirth, Yang Dongxu's height was 175cm, which is indeed not short among people of his generation. But after 2000, it was no longer enough to see that tall man of over 1.8 meters, so he still wanted to increase his height.
Apart from anything else, when you are able to play basketball in junior high school or high school, being taller will definitely give you an advantage. Thinking about a three-step layup or even a direct dunk, Yang Dongxu felt a little excited. This is a must-have skill for flirting with girls and looking cool.
Seeing that Yang Dongxu was no longer worried about when he could practice martial arts, Old Man Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Are you really not able to practice martial arts at seven or eight years old? Obviously, it is also true that many martial arts masters started to lay the foundation since childhood.
But Yang Dongxu's brows hide evil spirits, the old man Xuan is not joking. He doesn't let Yang Dongxu practice martial arts early because he is afraid that something will happen to him because he is young and energetic. It is nourished by the power of secret recipes. Once you have a foundation, you can practice internal cultivation, and then learn some fierce moves.
This is Old Man Xuan's plan for Yang Dongxu to practice martial arts. According to his idea, if he can delay Yang Dongxu to marry a wife and have children. At that time, the temperament can also calm down, so that when one has martial arts, he will not be aggressive and fierce.
At the same time, meditation can also reduce the impetuousness of some young people. This is a two-pronged approach. It can eliminate some of Yang Dongxu's evil spirits.
Yang Dongxu didn't know what Old Man Xuan was thinking in his heart, but he didn't really want to practice martial arts, and the reason why he wanted to practice martial arts was just to show off. As someone who has experienced it, he knows very well that no matter how advanced your kung fu is, you are still afraid of kitchen knives, let alone watermelon knives flying around in future generations.
So if you think about becoming a master, you need to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. He doesn't have the perseverance at all. Therefore, he never thought about becoming a master.
What he wants is for older kids to bully him in school, and he will be able to beat them with both hands. When I grew up and went shopping with my girlfriend, I met several hooligans who whistled at my girlfriend, and I killed them all with three punches and two kicks.
Then his girlfriend's eyes were filled with little stars, and she gave him a passionate kiss, which makes people drool just thinking about it. As for security issues, if you have money, are you worried about not having a bodyguard? He walked in front, followed by the bodyguard Dora Feng who was wearing sunglasses and a suit. Just thinking about it makes people...
There is firewood burning under the pot, and various dishes are placed on the side of the pot, which is wider than the ordinary pot. When you lift the lid of the pot, the rich aroma of meat comes out. The potstickers next to it are also cooked. When the small door is closed, the room is warm. , everyone took off their coats.
Ground Pot Chicken, authentic Ground Pot Chicken, a big domestic rooster that eats grains and insects, with the bean paste added from Mr.
"You are the most obsessed with eating." Zhou Yiren, who had angrily scolded Yang Dongxu two days ago for cutting a hole in the wall of the wing and setting up a stove, which was just ridiculous, now had a smile on his face and his tone was reproachful. But he couldn't hide the kindness in his eyes when he looked at Yang Dongxu.
"We're going to have hot pot in two days. It's always uncomfortable to put a copper pot on the coal stove. It's good to use this one." Next to him, old man Xuan, who was taking a sip of wine and eating a bite of meat and stroking his mustache from time to time, often looked at Yang Dongxu with displeasure, said For the first time, he praised what Yang Dongxu had created.
"Okay, okay." Yang Dongxu agreed with both hands. He had eaten hot pot cooked with flammable ice, induction cooker, or gas stove. He had never tried hot pot cooked in a ground pot before, and he was full of expectations.
"I just know how to eat." Zhou Yiren glanced at Yang Dongxu.
"Come on, Lord Xuan, let me toast you. Thank you for taking care of me these days." Wu Aibing picked up the wine glass and stood up.
Old man Xuan nodded with a smile on his face and touched Wu Aibing.
Then Wu Aibing toasted Zhou Yiren, then his mother, Zhou Ya, and finally Yang Dongxu. Seeing how Wu Aibing knew the rules and Yang Dongxu didn't care about anything and his mouth was full of oil, Zhou Yiren directly poked him in the head with a look that hated iron.
Yang Dongxu naturally knew the rules of serving wine to elders at the wine table. At this moment, I can't help complaining a little bit, don't you all want me to just be a little kid? Now I am a little kid who only cares about eating, and I am dissatisfied with this and that.
Co-author: You not only want me to be talented in the future, but you also want to discipline me strictly so as not to destroy my nature. Like a golden hoop, I can be as big as I want and as small as I want. Such a request is a bit unreasonable!
