After meeting Lou Bancheng, Wang Gang did not go back to the courtyard, but went to see his master Lu Quanfa.
During the Chinese New Year, Lu Quanfa lived alone in a small courtyard house, and Wang Gang always went to pay New Year's greetings.
But when he came to the courtyard, he found that he was not the only one wishing Lu Quanfa New Year greetings. There was also a middle-aged man in his forties in the courtyard.
This middle-aged man looks very ordinary, but his figure is very tall and straight, like a javelin.
Wang Gang guessed that the middle-aged man should be a soldier.
Lu Quanfa was sitting on a deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun leisurely. A middle-aged man stood aside with a gift, quite respectful.
"Uncle, happy new year. My nephew is here to see you."
Lu Quanfa didn't seem to hear, he half-squinted his eyes, the sun was shining on his face, he looked lazily and seemed very comfortable.
"Uncle, how are you doing recently?" the middle-aged man put down the gift and asked with concern.
"I'm very kind. Don't worry, you are a popular person next to the leader. My small courtyard cannot accommodate a great god like you." Lu Quanfa finally spoke, but his tone sounded a little strange.
Wang Gang saw this posture and didn't know whether he should step forward.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? No matter what I, Li Huating, do, I am still your nephew."
"I don't dare, I don't dare to be your uncle, Commander Li." Lu Quanfa snorted coldly: "I don't dare to use your stuff, take it back!"
Lu Quanfa always looked like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away. The middle-aged Li Huating was not angry, but saw Wang Gang at the door.
"This must be Wang Gang, my uncle's new disciple! My name is Li Huating, and my father is Li Jianwu."
Wang Gang stepped forward and said politely: "Hello, Senior Brother Li."
"He is not your senior brother." Lu Quan said angrily: "He is the leader, and people like us don't dare to climb high."
Li Huating was a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and said: "Uncle, since Junior Brother Wang is here, I will leave first, and I will come see you when I have time."
Lu Quanfa closed his eyes and snorted coldly.
"Senior Brother Li, let me give it to you." Wang Gang placed the gift for Lu Quanfa on the ground and personally escorted Li Huating out of the door.
"Junior Brother Wang, you have to take good care of Uncle Lu. It's not easy for him in this life, and it's not easy for him to come to Sijiu City for retirement." Li Huating said at the door, holding Wang Gang's hand.
Although Wang Gang didn't understand what happened between Li Huating and Lu Quanfa, he could feel that Li Huating was deeply concerned about Lu Quanfa.
Li Huating said a few more words to Wang Gang, and a car stopped in front of the courtyard door.
Wang Gang glanced at the license plate and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Li Huating said goodbye to Wang Gang politely, then got into the car and left.
Not many people can ride in exclusive cars in this era.
Wang Gang walked into the courtyard with questions, squatted next to Lu Quanfa, and massaged his injured leg, but did not ask about Li Huating's background.
If Lu Quanfa wanted to say something, he would naturally say it. If he didn't want to say something, no one could force him to do so.
"Okay, my legs are fine." Lu Quanfa patted Wang Gang's hand and signaled him not to massage it.
"Practice your boxing skills and let me see if you have deteriorated."
When Wang Gang heard this, he stood up and started boxing in the courtyard. He had practiced boxing for three years and had already mastered the Bajiquan style, but he still couldn't beat Lu Quanfa's style.
After finishing a set of punches, Wang Gang didn't blush or breath.
Lu Quanfa nodded with satisfaction and said: "It's not bad. I haven't regressed after all. It seems that I have practiced a lot."
Wang Gang said: "Of course, I get up early every day to exercise without stopping."
Lu Quanfa hummed and said: "You have already mastered the boxing skills. From now on, you can stop running and practicing Qi every morning. Next, you need to practice standing postures and strength."
Wang Gang's eyes moved when he heard this, and Lu Quanfa was trying to teach him something new again.
"In the past, you were asked to run to practice qi to strengthen your body and lay the foundation for strength training. The next step is to learn standing postures to enhance your stamina." Lu Quanfa said.
To be honest, Wang Gang has long been tired of running. Running around the Forty-Nine City every day is boring and boring, and it also consumes a lot of energy.
If it weren't for the expansion of Forty-Nine City in this era, Wang Gang wouldn't be able to escape even if he broke his leg.
But he also knew that Lu Quanfa asked him to run, firstly to exercise his body, and secondly to test his character.
Practicing martial arts is a boring and painful thing. It requires a lot of perseverance and is much more difficult than running a marathon.
Lu Quanfa passed the three-year test and officially began to teach Wang Gang the core secret method of Bajiquan.
Wang Gang learned quickly and quickly learned to close the pores all over his body and stand upright.
"Zhuang Kung Fu needs to be practiced for a lifetime. You can't stop for a day. When your Zhuang Kung Fu is heated enough, I will teach you the core secrets of Bajiquan." Lu Quanfa taught Wang Gang all afternoon. He may be a little tired, and he looks very good.
not good.
"Master, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?" Wang Gang helped Lu Quanfa and asked with concern.
"It's okay, I can still do it with my old bones." Lu Quanfa pushed Wang Gang away and said:
"Times have changed, and martial arts have been replaced by guns and cannons. The boxing skills of my Baji Sect cannot be broken. I must pass on the Baji Sect in my lifetime."
Wang Gang felt that Lu Quanfa was a little strange today. Ever since he met that Li Huating, Lu Quanfa seemed to have a sense of urgency in teaching him martial arts?
In the evening, Wang Gang cooked dinner for Lu Quanfa and waited for him to go to bed before returning to the compound.
Early the next morning, Wang Gang did not go for a run after getting up. Instead, he practiced Zhuang Kung Fu in his room.
The pile work is quiet and requires very little environmental requirements. It can be practiced in the house, which saves Wang Gang a lot of trouble.
The purpose of pile exercise is to exercise the closing ability of pores.
The pores of pregnant women are open and do not close until they are stimulated by the outside world, such as goosebumps.
The function of Baji Zhuan can open and close pores freely through exercise, which is already the essence of Neijiaquan.
Wang Gang also knew that Zhuang Kung Fu was not a day's work. He would stop exercising for half an hour and then start washing.
The steel rolling mill went to work on the fifth day of the lunar month and had two days off. He Yuyu rarely had a day off. He was ready to make amends to He Yuyu and cultivate feelings.
Entertainment is really scarce in this era, so men and women only have sex on the street, in parks, and for those who are brave enough, in the woods.
Wang Gang promised He Yuyu that he would never touch her before getting married. He would only hold her hands and kiss her cheeks at most.
Ran Qiuye came to the courtyard early in the morning. In addition to seeing He Yuzhu, he also asked Qin Huairu for Banggeng's tuition for the next semester.
Banggen's tuition fees have been delayed for a long time. The school talked to Ran Qiuye and gave Qin Huai an ultimatum. If he didn't pay the fees, Banggen would be expelled.
Since the last incident, Ran Qiuye had a very bad impression of Qin Huairu and had no intention of helping their family.
He Yuzhu was worried that Ran Qiuye would be bullied by Qin Huairu, so he had to accompany him to Jia's house.
"Our family has no money and is a poor family. The school should exempt my grandson from tuition fees."
Far away, Wang Gang heard Jia Zhang's loud voice.
"Old lady Jia, it's natural for your grandson to pay tuition for school. Why do you dare to make such a fuss?" He Yuzhu asked.
"You have money, so you help my family pay the tuition fees." Mrs. Jia Zhang said excitedly.
"Grandma Jia Geng, why should Yuzhu pay your family's tuition?" Ran Qiuye's voice was also a little loud.
