Chapter 2 Lian Yin, a broken tree

"Don't make a fuss, it's just a power outage. Ten or 20 years ago, it was often shut down!"

Sanjie Li pretended to be relaxed.

"Can it be the same as it was ten or twenty years ago? The mobile phone signal is gone!"

Uncle Lian Shan retorted.

"Even the city has stopped..."

"Yeah, a power outage in the urban area is a big deal!"

The third sister's husband, Shao Bin, looked serious.

Now people are not stupid, rural people are quite knowledgeable.

"My Xiaomin is in the urban area, I don't know what's going on, will it be affected?"

Aunt Jinhua had a worried look on her face.

"It's okay, it's okay to stop the electricity for a day or two."

Uncle Dabao comforted him and shook his head.

"I don't know if it's a city, the whole Jiangbei, or the whole province..."

Uncle Lian Shan looked worried.

The former is fine...

If it is the latter, or the latter, then it is really serious.

Afterwards, everyone was in no mood to play cards.

Especially for those whose children work outside, power outages, no mobile phone signal, no contact, and no understanding of the outside situation, every minute and every second is suffering...

Fourth day.

Light rain, no electricity, still no signal.

Panic began to spread, and every household was worried.

Even though it was raining, there were still many people standing on the cement road in front of the door, looking into the distance with worried faces.

Day [-].

Light rain, no electricity, still no signal.

Aunt Jinhua couldn't help but let Uncle Lian Shan drive to the city to see Xiao Min...

Uncle Lian Shan went and came back in the evening.

Xiao Min's family is fine.

but……

"It's not just the power outage in Pengfei City, it's also shut down in several other nearby cities!"

"The expressway is also closed, and the national highway is full of cars! Some return to the countryside from the city, and some parents drive to the city to pick up their children..."

what?
Everyone's complexion changed drastically, and there was a lot of haze in their hearts.

event!

Something must have happened!

There is hardly any doubt about this!
However, what happened?

"~~~"

Aunt Jinhua felt at ease.

"!!!"

But other people whose children live in distant cities are more worried.

Wang Ben's sister's family is hundreds of miles away in Sucheng...

However, they basically live and work in townships, so the impact should not be great.

According to Uncle Lian Shan, the traffic in Pengfei City was basically paralyzed. Many traffic policemen were directing at the intersection, but the movement was still like a turtle crawling. He finally found Xiao Min's family and came back...

Electricity is the lifeblood of modern cities, and once the power goes out, the bigger the city, the worse it is!

Day [-].

Still light rain, no electricity, still no signal!
But the above notice down.

The village team cadres started to walk around to appease the villagers:

"This is just a planned large-scale power outage. Don't panic, don't run around, trust D, trust ZF..."

"Don't worry about it..."

"Tomorrow, at most the day after tomorrow, there will be a call to restore the communication signal!"

……

'Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...'

As soon as they heard the call tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and resumed communication, everyone didn't panic.

The unknown is the scariest thing. Once you know the situation, there is nothing to be afraid of.

People don't suffer from widowhood but inequality, and people don't suffer from poverty but anxiety!

"What are you all afraid of?"

Captain Wang Dong looked at everyone with a smile and joked:
"What is there to worry about? Even if it is DZ now, our country is not afraid, and we can win!"

"that is!"

"That may not be..."

"I'm afraid of little mushrooms..."

"Even if you throw mushrooms, they won't be thrown to us!"

Everyone's mood basically stabilized, and they began to chat.

The most discussed is ZZ...

Because apart from this, they couldn't think of any other situation that required such a large-scale power outage, especially the communication signal.

Earthquake, there should be a notice...

The typhoon has long been forecast.

"!!"

Wang Ben was still uneasy in his heart.

Because of practicing martial arts all year round, his perception is much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

He felt that the air seemed to change slightly, and the blood flow in his body accelerated...

Although the barking and running of cats and dogs stopped, some panic and uneasiness could still be seen through their eyes.

Ants come out of their holes and crawl around;
The birds are flying, not knowing the direction;
Withered leaves turning green slightly...

These, all kinds of situations are not normal.

'The end of the world?Or rejuvenation? '

Wang Ben couldn't guess what happened, but something must have happened, something earth-shattering!

That is, no useful information can be obtained.

All he can do now is to calm down his restless heart and continue practicing boxing.

No matter when and where, self-strengthening is the most important thing. A little more strength means more survival and the possibility of creating miracles.

Originating from the romance of the 80s after the [-]s and [-]s, there are many martial arts practitioners in Wangjiazhuang.

His kung fu is not high, but he can do two strokes and is flexible, which is definitely much better than ordinary people who don't practice.

Father Wang, Wang Jianguo is one of them, but Father Wang is more talented, and he has studied under a teacher.

It's all about talent...

Especially martial arts!

Not only training requires talent, but also fighting (fighting) and fighting (people) requires talent!
The old horse is just average in talent and average in training, only in theory and strong in speech, so he can't guarantee it in the evening.

Wang's father, Wang Jianguo, is not the case.

Practice well, play better!

When Dad Wang was [-] or [-] years old, he and Wang Lianshan went to another village to watch a movie, but they were surrounded by more than a dozen people, and in the end the two beat each other until they fled.

Father Wang didn't mention it, at least eight or nine out of a dozen people were knocked down by him.

Wang Lianshan is not big, but he is very ruthless.

He went straight to one of them's house, slapped him twice in front of his parents, and then returned.

The two became famous in one battle, and they were well-known in the surrounding villages, and no one dared to provoke them.

And Wang Ben's talent is even higher!
When Wang Ben was seven years old, he practiced Baguazhang with his father, and he memorized it after only one reading. After three times, he was able to play well.

Three years later, Wang Jianguo's master, Mr. Cheng, who was in his early sixties at the time, saw it and said:
"This child's talent is too high, I can't teach it, so send it to my senior brother."

then……

"This child is too talented, I can't teach..."

"This child is too talented, I can't teach..."

……

"What do you practice? That's it?"

"Practicing blindly, messing around, good seedlings are wasted..."

"Before I learned how to walk, I wanted to run..."

As a result, after walking around outside, Wang Ben returned to his hometown.

After that, Wang Ben practiced by himself while studying.

Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua...

South fist, north leg...

He practiced whenever he found a book and was interested.

No matter what those famous people say.

How do you feel comfortable?

Three nines in winter, three volts in summer!
Later, with the Internet, video...

It's even more convenient.

Occasionally, some true biography and secret techniques can be obtained.

In this way, 20 years have passed without knowing it, and Wang Ben has not stopped.

How high his kung fu is, he himself doesn't know.

only know:
This man can't beat me!
That person can't beat me either!

They can't beat me!
That's it?

What the hell?
"Wang Ben, what are you thinking? Cooking!"

Father Wang stood at the door and shouted.

"Oh, here we come!"

Wang Ben came back to his senses and let go of his hand...

"Squeak-"

"Snapped--"

The small poplar tree with the thick mouth of the bowl broke and fell down.

"what happened?"

Father Wang stared:
"Bite by a bug?"

"Uh-huh."

Wang Ben nodded quickly.

"It was bitten by a bug, and the middle was empty. I just touched it lightly and it broke!"

"Oh? Let me see."

"You still don't want to read it."

"Ok?"

...............

(End of this chapter)

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