The first day was basic physical training. There was no actual combat drill. Li Guolou practiced relaxed rope skipping and hard punching sandbags for three and a half hours.
Li Guolou bowed respectfully to the two masters and thanked them. Everyone went to take a bath first and then have dinner together. Zheng Lingling happily jumped up and down in the middle of the venue. Li Guolou wanted to hug Lingling but was scolded by Xie Xiuzhu, who disliked him for being covered in sweat. taste.
Master Harris was still dissatisfied with the first day of training. Before leaving, he said: "Mike, this won't work. At least six hours of training. Focus on physical fitness in the morning and flexibility in the afternoon. After three days, I will be beaten, especially on the abdomen." To be able to withstand heavy punches, give me more beef, chicken breasts, and raw eggs, two meals a day, twelve, three cups of milk, and ginseng tea to drink when you get up in the morning. People who practice high-intensity cultivation for more than twenty days can easily lose weight. , eat more nutritious food, don’t have sex, and be a monk for me.”
"Hi!" Li Guolou bowed respectfully and thanked him, saying words of wisdom and good words, it's hard not to listen.
Xie Xiuzhu and Yelia pretended not to hear, took Zheng Lingling's hand and left the living room without looking at Li Guolou.
During dinner, Li Guolou felt like he was suffering. Others ate whatever they wanted, but he took advantage of it. He ate the disgusting raw eggs first, then the bloody steak, and the chicken breasts were only soaked in salt water. After finishing the rationed food, he I no longer have any interest in other food on the table.
Master Harris said: "Mike, on the first day you have not adapted to Westerners' nutritious meals. After the second day, your appetite will increase. Doubling the amount will be the normal level. You have to work hard."
Harris learned this slogan from two grandmothers and thought it was very good and he could say it smoothly.
"Hi!" Li Guolou said naturally. He couldn't help but think of the coquettish appearance of Zhen Youzi. His feet under the table were stepped on by two lovers, which taught Li Guolou a lesson about lust and lust.
Li Guolou's throat was already mute. After dinner, he did not tell Lingling a story. Instead, Zheng Lingling reciprocated and started telling stories to the adults.
Li Guolou was tired and sleepy after hearing the repeated blows. Chen Xiangfang said: "Xiaolou, you go to bed first. We have to chat for a while. Lingling, please let dad go. He wants to win glory for the country and become a national hero."
"Dad, I have grown up. Tomorrow I want to listen to war stories, not fairy tales." Zheng Lingling proudly said her heart.
"Okay! Dad will tell you the story of Sun Wukong beating the Bone Demon three times tomorrow!" Li Guolou said casually, and his waist and eyes received endless punishment.
In his sleep, Li Guolou was hugged by Yelia. Li Guolou opened his eyes slightly and said, "You want to sleep here?"
"Yeah! I'm going to occupy you until you finish the boxing match and won't let the two of them seduce you." Yelia swore to God that she would never seduce Li Guolou again.
"Well, go to sleep, as long as you don't seduce me." Li Guolou was no longer interested in beauty.
Yelia curled up in Li Guolou's arms like a kitten, her blond hair spilled on the pillow. She loved this man.
The night is deep and quiet, the north wind blows through the corridor and makes a strange whistling sound, dark clouds pile up in the sky, as if they are hanging on the branches, and a snowstorm is coming.
Silver is draped on the branches, and there is still snow in the sky. The gray sky makes people feel like it is dusk.
Li Guolou and his two masters ran together in the corridor, spitting out puffs of hot air. After running for a while, the two masters felt hot and stopped and put on their clothes. Li Guolou was still running back and forth in the corridor, he After running a hundred laps, the master still didn't tell me to stop, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.
Zheng Lingling got up so early, clapped her little hands to encourage her father. The snow fell on her body and melted naturally. Li Guolou watched the family cheering him on, and his heart could melt the ice and snow.
During breakfast in the morning, Chen Xiangfang said worriedly: "Who would go out on such a cold day? It seems that business will not be good today."
Everyone agreed, and Li Guolou said: "Xiaofang, the deposit has been collected anyway. My friend will not come back to ask for it from you, so just prepare it. If you come, you will be a guest. If you don't come, you will just give it to my subordinates." "
Chen Xiangfang rolled her eyes at Li Guolou and scolded angrily: "You are so troublesome. You are sending out New Year's coupons, which makes me prepare such things. I won't be allowed to have sex next year, so I'll give you a good meal or a reward."
Li Guolou poured the eggs and milk into his stomach and grinned: "Xiaofang, you don't understand. This is a way to win people's hearts. It shows that I care about their family just like their family members. Their families gather together for the New Year's Eve dinner." Why don't I have to thank you for eating the duck you cooked? You just have to work hard and celebrate the New Year once a year."
Chen Xiangfang felt warm in her heart and refuted: "Xiaolou, everything you say makes sense. You are always reasonable. Children like you are slapped in the face in school."
"Hey, it was really hard when I thought about it when I was a child." Li Guolou sighed with emotion. He was inferior in everything but good at reading. His level of classical Chinese was limited, and the eight-part essay gave him a headache just reading it. Chinese people read b1 3kanwang/b, which is jerky. Difficult words come one after another. A word from a saint can be used to write an eight-legged essay. After going through all the hardships to find a shortcut, I ran to the British Empire but got a diploma.
Li Guolou's family was drinking tea and laughing, joking and chatting. The family was enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the Spring Festival. A carriage was waiting to leave the city at Anding Gate, the north gate of the city. There were three people sitting in the carriage, Jin Erzi, Ai Hai and Wang Kuaizui.
Wang Kuaisui kept talking all the way, thanking the two captors for their kindness in rehabilitating him, and he found his escaped wife Hong Gu and son Wang Zaizi.
Ai Hai was silent along the way, but Jin Erzi and Wang Kuaizui chatted animatedly. The carriage finally passed the city gate, and the vast white snow soon covered the traces of the axle. The disappearing carriage and disappearing sound disappeared in the snow.
Wang Kuai's mouth protruded and his eyes protruded. A hemp rope was tightened around his neck. No sound came out of his mouth. He just wanted to ask why? He only made a hissing sound.
Jin Erzi said angrily: "My mother is so angry that she keeps buzzing like a fly. My mouth is dry as I said. When you go to King Yama, remember to tell me my name. Don't find the wrong person."
"Tear off your clothes, throw them into the cemetery, and let the crows eat them all. Who will be able to identify the skeleton in the spring? I will commit suicide by jumping into the river." Ai Hai said cruel words.
The driver of the carriage is Bao Zhilin Huang Qiying's apprentice "Fat Niu" Zhang Tieniu. He has a fat face with a fierce look. He will never have a future if he takes the right path. In the underworld, if you have a name and territory, you don't need to be a housekeeper. , he turned his back on the teachings of his master Huang Qiying and embarked on a path of no return.
A large group of black crows descended from the sky, their croaking noise drowned out the howling north wind, and the black crows gathered together in the white snow. In the world of cannibalism, only cannibals can survive the winter of ice and snow. The black crows are the pawns sent by the Lord of Hell from hell. The first batch to come were asking for their lives.
Ai Hai, Jin Erzi, and Zhang Tieniu patted the snow on their hands, and their hands became clean. The three of them looked at each other and smiled. After doing this case, they are brothers of life and death for life. They share difficulties and blessings. Now. Their status is almost the same, and one day they will be far apart, and by then the hands of the three of them will no longer hold each other tightly.
In a black world, the sky is filled with white snow, and the endless white covers all the black.
The two reporters want to go to Baozhi Fanghai for a meal, so they can't let the two boxing masters feel cold. No matter how heavy the snow is, the two boxing masters are still willing to go out. It's snowy and the carriage is easy to travel. When the ground freezes tomorrow, there will be a lot of ice. The carriage driver was unwilling to go out to do business. The people of the country respected their masters the most, so Li Guolou gave Yelia's special carriage to the two masters.
Li Guolou accompanied Yelia as they walked slowly in the snow holding a black umbrella. Only those who are passionately in love can do this regardless of the wind and snow if they want to have fun.
The flying snow was much lighter than in the morning. Children who were not afraid of the cold were having snowball fights on the street. Snowballs always flew towards Li Guolou, and even children were hit on the face. Yelia was also hit by snowballs, and the two of them looked at each other. Don't look at where the snowflakes are coming from and keep moving forward.
"What are you thinking about, Mike?" Jelia asked softly.
"Oh, I'm thinking about my master who is hiding in the British Concession. He is now educating the next generation of throwing snowballs. Do you see the children on the street? In the future, they will not throw snowballs at us, they will throw all the bad things at us. Justice is vented on us, as if the disparity in status is because of our existence. They wear tattered clothes. The unfair world must be broken, and our heads must be broken, just like you French people attacked the Bastille. The world is smashed to pieces.”
Li Guolou looked up at the gray sky and felt depressed, wondering whether it would be possible to save the country through business? What will this unequal world be like by the next generation?
Jelia shook his head and said: "Mike, you just think too much. Sometimes you want to do big things, and sometimes you are timid. No matter what, we just have to do it. Success depends on God's will. Don't we still have a home in the French Concession? "
Yelia gave Li Guolou confidence that the worst he could do was to escape into French territory and do the same thing as a national righteous man, and then come back and wait till the end of time.
Li Guolou flew up and kicked a ball of snow into the sky, causing a cloud of snow mist to rise. He smiled casually and said: "There are too many things going on these days, and people's mood is a little low. We have to do big things without sticking to the small details, and we have to look at the big picture. At least I will not betray my ancestors and will not rely on Western powers to change my motherland. Most of those fake foreign devils are accomplices of the Eight-Power Allied Forces. Some of them even personally participated in the British overseas legions. I fuck their ancestors. There are always One day I will strike them with a knife and destroy their family." After saying that, Li Guolou kicked him again, the snow was flying and his heart was released, and the secret that had been suppressed for too long was released at this moment.
Li Guolou revealed the dark side that had accumulated in his heart. This is the real Li Guolou, and he is by no means the "little plum" who gets rich together and makes money out of anger.
"Businessmen don't hurt others, they hurt themselves. Mike, your decision is right. You have finally grown up." Yelia was very satisfied with Li Guolou's confession. This man who was extremely powerful in bed finally opened his heart to her.
Yelia is the backbone of this unique family. She wants to use financial resources to realize Li Guolou's dream. The two ambitious people have opened their fangs and are ready to eat everyone who is stronger than them.
"Don't mislead Grandma, there is only one good person in my family." Li Guolou warned.
"What about Lingling?"
"Why are you like this? Lingling is the next generation and will not become bad." Li Guolou defended and glanced at Yelia.
"Isn't the second grandma very nice? Why are you saying bad things about her, Mike?"
"I can't say that she is not good, but she was born as a singer, and she is a person who can be a beauty despite all the machinations. I'd better be safe and not lead her into trouble."
Li Guolou confided in his heart that he did not want to be a real Goujian and was not cheap enough at heart. He would never let his concubine sleep with his boss in order to get promoted and make a fortune. Some officials gave concubines to princes in order to be promoted. Officials of the Qing Empire
Hats cost money to get.
"Mike, there's one thing I don't understand. Why did you drag the bag to the textile factory? He wouldn't do such a risky thing." Jelia asked with suspicion.
Li Guolou said: "Oh, I just want him to focus on making money and not murder. It doesn't matter whether Mr. Bao listens to me. Anyway, he will succeed in two years. Let him regret it. His little husband
I am very scheming, I am a person who works outside the government office, and my young husband is quite polite to me. If he fails the examination and is elected to the imperial examination, Wu Defu will die in the hands of my young husband sooner or later."
Suddenly, a large ball of snow stuffed into Li Guolou's neck, and Yelia yelled angrily: "If you dare to say the word "little husband" again, I will make you die in an ugly way."
Jelia scooped up two balls of snow and beat Li Guolou hard. Li Guolou immediately turned into Santa Claus, standing stupidly on the street. The black umbrella fell to the ground, and the north wind blew it away.