Past

Author: That sour sugar

Past

The child's screams came over, and several people looked over there and saw a boy sitting on the horse's back. Huang Jian was holding him. He closed his eyes, shouting nervously and proudly

Let's go.

Qin Zheng walked in front of the horse, and Zhang Ci rode his horse side by side with her, softly reminding him how to pull the reins and how to adjust his sitting posture.

The two horses walked side by side for a long time before they started talking about topics other than riding.

"I started to learn martial arts at the age of five." Zhang Ci said.

"I also started learning it at the age of five. At that time, a kind of kung fu was popular. It often performed for people to see it, attracting everyone to learn it. During the performance, a person holding a wooden board, and the performer kicked the board with his feet.

Then everyone applauded. Their kicking movements look very good."

"Selling art on the street?" Zhang Ci looked at her.

It seems that the same can be said.

"I really wanted to learn that kind of kung fu at that time." She began to tell the story of learning martial arts when she was a child.

She told her parents about her wanting to learn martial arts. After hearing what she thought, her mother picked up a clothes hanger and patted her on the lap a few times. She jumped there in pain and accused her of mom: "Are you still my biological mother?"

?It hurts so much? If you don’t agree, why are you hitting someone?"

Mom said seriously: "If you want to learn martial arts, learn to bear the beating first. What martial arts are you learning to be afraid of pain and be beaten?"

"I just think kicking the wooden board is handsome, and I don't really want to fight."

My father brought a bag of rice and asked her to beat her. She beat her, and the rice bag was hard and hurt her hands.

Dad also said seriously: "The first thing to do is to practice martial arts is to develop copper tendons and iron bones, and to develop rough skin and thick flesh."

Chen Fan stretched out her white and tender hands: "Do you have the heart to see my tender hands covered with calluses?"

"Have you over." The two of them spoke in unison.

"I just want to learn a move. Is it necessary? Do you want me to fight with someone?"

"We don't want you to fight with people or bully others, nor do we think you will encounter danger and need to use martial arts to save your life, but you must have the ability to fight. Learning without using it and not using it but not using it is different.

"Mom said, "Learn martial arts is not for the sake of good looks and fun. You must have a sense of consciousness, a sense of fighting, and you must have a good body."

My mother would not have thought that one day her daughter would really have to face the bandits alone, or in another time and space far away.

Later, my grandfather took her to visit an old man. The old man didn't hold any martial arts training classes and didn't look like a martial arts expert, but my grandfather said he was a master. She saw the old man standing in the yard.

The wooden stake was fascinated by the old man tried her and praised her for her good qualifications. She dreamily became the apprentice of a martial arts master.

Chen Fan started practicing by stance, shaving sandbags and pulling ligaments, and practiced harder than her parents imagined. What she wanted to learn was more than the ability to stand wooden stakes.

She is very grateful to her relatives, her master. She can protect herself when she encounters danger for the first time.

"Do you have fellow brothers and sisters?"

"Master only took me one. However, since I was ten years old, many people came to see Master with their children. Master asked those children to fight me. Some people I can beat, and some people can't beat me, so Master asked me to learn

They continued to practice their kung fu, and after practicing for a while, I could defeat them.”

"Do you have fellow brothers and sisters?" she asked Zhang Ci.

"There are many." Zhang Ci said, "I have two masters. The master is the leader of a certain sect, with many disciples, but only nine are admitted as disciples. I am the youngest junior, ranked eighth.

My ninth junior sister is his youngest apprentice.”

Chen Fan's first reaction was to ask Junior Sister Ninth how old she was, but she held back and listened to Zhang Ci continue.

"I have only one master in name, that is, my second master. The second master is open. My master's disciples don't know that I still have me in the sect."

This information seems a bit complicated.

Chen Fan did not ask any questions, and Zhang Ci did not continue the topic, and suddenly it became so cold.

After walking silently for a while, Zhang Ci's voice sounded, a little distant: "When I was six years old, I followed my father to a friend's house as a guest. The friend saw me and liked him very much. His wife just happened to be the first time.

After giving birth to a young daughter, he said he would be betrothed to me. My father agreed, and the two exchanged jade pendants on the spot."

Chen Fan glanced at him: "Did you agree too?"

"I didn't understand these things when I was a child. Besides, the major events of marriage are all the orders of my parents and the words of the matchmaker."

Next, there was silence again, and Chen Fan couldn't help but look at him again.

"But not long after, the little girl died." Zhang Ci's voice was a little heavy, "There were so many babies that died, and no one thought about it. He returned the jade pendant and gave up the marriage. Later, the friend left the house.

On the frontier, this marriage has also been forgotten."

Chen Fan lowered his head sadly, there were too many children who died in ancient times.

"When I was ten years old, my family married me again, and it was my mother's friend who liked me."

Chen Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Ci.

Zhang Ci's tone became increasingly stagnant: "When the token was not exchanged, the two families made a verbal agreement. Later, something happened to the family, and the father and brother died in the capital, and both mother and daughter died on their way to exile."

Chen Fan sighed heavily, the family was too miserable.

"This year..." Zhang Ci spoke again hesitantly, and Chen Fan was shocked. Don't do another period.

I was afraid of anything, so I started talking about the third engagement of Zhang Ci. If nothing unexpected happens, the girl is gone again.

"Did anyone say you..." She didn't say "blame wife".

"Not at first, everyone was just sad. But I don't know who mentioned my first two engagements in front of her father, and her father was very angry and thought that I had killed her most beloved daughter."

"My father was also vented, so he told the public that I... died, and asked me to leave home and never... return to Beijing."

Chen Fan turned his head. At this time, he had been half a distance slowing down and lowered his head. Under the scorching sun during the summer solstice, the light green figure was a little sad.

She tightened the reins. The horse stopped, turned its head, and waited for Zhang Ci's horse to approach, stretched its head and rubbed it. The two horses comforted each other head-to-head.

Zhang Ci slowly raised his head, his eyes a little red.

Chen Fan took a deep breath and said, "I met by chance, and I am all a visitor from a foreign land." He knew where she came from and told him some of his past, and wanted to make friends with the same person as the world's fallen people?

He doesn't want to say anything, and she doesn't have to worry about it. It would be great if there is something to get together and if there is nothing to do.

Zhang Ci looked at her: "It's so good, they are all guests from other places. The girl has hills and valleys in her heart. I still need to ask the girl more about farming. If you have any trouble in the future, I beg the girl not to mind."

Chen Fan complained in his heart, can you say it casually? I beg you, I just said to my father for a while, and then said that my mother said to my father and brother, but I tried to speak colloquially but I always forget it.
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