Xu Ruifeng picked up the steamed buns. Erhu had already added porridge to the bowl. He took a look and explained: "Uncle, Nangang is too remote. If we get fetal gas, we won't have time to regret it."
"Yes..." Wen Laoliu nodded: "There are several hospitals in this city anyway. If something goes wrong here, I won't rush to the hospital right now."
"No."
This was supposed to be a tender moment when the uncle wanted to keep his niece for two more days. After being rejected, his face should have shown some regret, but Wen Laoliu didn't. He nodded as if relieved and didn't mention it again.
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"Well, in a moment, I will let the big tiger go into the mountain, get some more mushrooms, and hunt a roe deer, and you can take it back to the city to eat."
"No need, uncle."
"No need, you can't eat food from the mountains in the city."
After breakfast, everyone spent their time in their own thoughts. The rest of the time was spent asking Xu Ruifeng for advice on kung fu. He asked why there were southern fists and northern legs. What was the strength of the southern fists and the strength of the northern legs?
How to play, how to use the knife...
Xu Ruifeng couldn't answer a word.
How could he have so many?
The Golden Sword Protector has only taught one set of boxing, and what he talks about every day is that "a hundred masters cannot beat a master of one." How can Lao Xu understand what is the southern fist and which is the northern leg?
He only knew that he had been practicing for one year and eight months just to throw a punch. What he practiced was not stance, not routine, but strength. Where does the strength come from and where does it end? Only when he understood this, he knew
Where is the most explosive position of the fist? Then I started to learn the so-called body skills.
The way Golden Sword Protector teaches body movements is even weirder. He doesn't let you practice steps. Instead, he combines practice with practice. After you have understood "power", you can start moving the second before the opponent reaches exhaustion. As soon as you start to move, the opponent will already be there.
With all his strength exhausted, it is impossible to hide or fight back. This is where he is so powerful. The Eight Trigrams allows the Golden Sword Protector to interpret the position, the boxing technique as force, and the body technique as distance. These three things, Xu Ruifeng himself
I have been fighting for ten years since I was young. At the age of 18, I got the permission of the Golden Sword Protector to start fighting with others. Until now, I have never lost a single one-on-one.
If you ask such a person to talk about theory, he really can't do it. However, once he makes a move, Lao Xu can see the direction of the opponent's fist at a glance, and he can avoid it with a thought.
What is Kung Fu?
Ten thousand people would probably have to give ten thousand explanations, but when it came to the Golden Sword Protector, he just said, "You can't hit me. If I stretch out my hand, you have to lie down. That's it."
Dahu obviously didn't like this answer very much, and even sneered at it. He always felt that experts had to say something different from others. If you say this, even a ten-year-old child would understand it.
Xu Ruifeng didn't even explain. Wasn't he just a child when he was learning martial arts?
What kind of gorgeous words can a child understand? The Golden Sword Protector naturally has to simplify and teach him all the principles that he has spent his whole life to understand. When Xu Ruifeng grows older and has the ability to understand complex vocabulary, there is no need for the Golden Sword Protector to
If you complicate a simple truth, you will disturb the child who has just learned it.
This is why Xu Ruifeng, who has never been defeated on the green forest road in North Manchuria, because he always adheres to the simple principle that a straight line is the shortest between two points, and when fighting with others, he will never take an unnecessary step.
If you don’t forget anything, there will be repercussions, isn’t it just practice more...
What are you asking for advice? No, still dissatisfied...
Studying is ultimately about strengthening yourself.
Once the problems in your eyes become simpler one day, you will suddenly find that the world has never been difficult.
"Brother-in-law, in my opinion, although you are better than me now, you don't know the skills of each family at all. If you really encounter a master, you will be easily injured."
Xu Ruifeng curled his lips when Erhu moved down the dining table: "Your brother-in-law, why should I compete with a master? Have you ever seen a master challenge a walking gangster? Don't say you are No. 1 in the world, even if you are one of the top 100 in the world,
One thousand, your brother-in-law didn’t even expect to be on the list.”
Life is often like this. The moment you learn to be humble, it is the beginning of being despised.
And what a killer needs most is the contempt of others.
"Then why are you training him?"
Xu Ruifeng smiled slightly: "Strengthen your body, you will have strength when you move, and you can take care of yourself when you get old. I will be satisfied if you don't have to drag your sister down."
"Oh~" Dahu suddenly realized, and then straightened his waist in the sunlight from the window.
He felt that the other party's ability to defeat him was only temporary, and his idea of just living a good life was not worthy of comparison with his ambitious self.
"Big tiger."
"Oh, Dad."
"Stop chatting with your brother-in-law now. Go into the mountains to hunt rabbits and roe deer. We'll chat again when you come back in the evening."
"Let's go chat later..."
"What a fool!"
Wen Laoliu glared, and Dahu immediately stood up. Although he acted like a fool, what his father said still stood true, and he would never go against it.
After harnessing the cart, Dahu drove the cart towards the forest trail. The mule seemed to be in second gear, and it looked like it was always running.
"Get it straight."
Wen Laoliu shouted with great style, showing his authority as a father in front of his nephew and daughter. He turned around and returned to the house. He found that this time the two tigers were next to Xu Ruifeng again. He even suspected that his nephew and son-in-law were carrying something.
There are no magnets.
"Brother-in-law, are there any craftsmen in the poker game in your city?"
"What craft?"
Erhu took out three dice, picked up a tea bowl calmly, and threw it along the edge of the tea bowl - Wow?
All six.
Xu Ruifeng pretended to be shocked and pointed at the tea bowl with his mouth wide open: "You, you..."
Erhu shrugged: "It's nothing."
"I've won all over this mountain and forest farm, so I just wanted to ask the people in the city how their craftsmanship is."
Before Xu Ruifeng could say anything, Wen Laoliu scolded him: "You just want to die, ah!"
"If it hadn't been for your brother's protection, you would have had your hands chopped off in the game last time."
"It was an accident last time."
"When did your brother come back with a bruised nose and a swollen face?"
Erhu stopped talking.
Xu Ruifeng also saw the changes that wealth had brought to this family.
When Xu Ruifeng got married, the matchmaker said that the old Wen family was an honest family. Both of their sons were working in the forest farm. The eldest son was better at martial arts and practiced blindly, while the second son was not good at anything and stayed at home. Now, at a glance, everything has changed.
Now that the eldest son has money to learn a trade, he wants to try his skills with everyone he meets, and he has reached a so-called peak in his eyes. As for the second tiger, he is good at playing tricks with money. As soon as the two brothers cooperate, one can fight and the other will win.
Don't let everyone around you win, and add some protection...
You can't stop people who have the ability to become bad, especially when they feel that the world is unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs.
"uncle."
Xu Ruifeng and Erhu were chatting about nothing, but Wen Wan finally opened her mouth and went straight to the topic and asked: "Uncle, what happened this morning?"
