The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 62
Provincial and Hong Kong borders.

The sky alternates between morning and evening, until a white belly spews out from the sky, one knows that day and night are turning, and it is dawn.

Territory of the British Empire.

In the stream of people queuing up to enter the port, Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered as he saw the conspicuous and clear words, but eventually everything calmed down and returned to calm.

The morning breeze was blowing against his face, and it was raining lightly. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, pressed his hat, held an umbrella under his arm, and carried a rattan box in his hand. His body was covered in dust, like a teacher on his way.

"What are you doing in Hong Kong?"

Before entering the port, listening to the interrogation by the police, Chen Zhuo took out the passport he had prepared.

"Visit relatives and friends!"

When the paper passport was opened, the policeman's eyes lit up, but it wasn't that there was anything wrong with the passport, but that there were a few pieces of Longyang in it.

The policeman accepted it calmly, with a smile on his face, but quickly covered it up, handed back the passport, waved to Chen Zhuo, and signaled him to come over.

After passing the gate, Chen Zhuo called a rickshaw.

The coachman was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin body and the burden of supporting his family. In order to grab customers, he didn't bother to swallow the steamed buns in his mouth, and stuffed them into his mouth whole. Boulevard, Jiezhi Street, Sheung Wan", then he took a step forward and exerted his strength.

"My lord, you are also from the north."

The boy had two big feet, wearing a pair of worn-out cloth shoes, with dirty toes exposed, a thick and greasy braid around his neck, and a ragged thin jacket wrapped around his body. The cotton is exposed in the wind, and the two strong calves are sometimes tight and sometimes loose.

He actually knows how to use force, and has a bit of a shadow of kicking his legs.

Chen Zhuo looked curiously, "Did you pass the dart?"

Fist south and kick north.

This statement is not just referring to the legwork, but to say that the northern martial arts emphasizes on the martial arts. Whether it is the wrestling technique of wrestling and hitting or the pile skills of various schools, the horse should be the first, the kidneys and waist should be strengthened, and the two sides should be stabilized. The strength of the legs.

Like the bodyguards who walk the darts, and the trippers who explore the way, they are all heavy on their feet.

For example, Wang Wu is a master of playing legs.

At the beginning when the capital lost an arm, the churning of the legs was like a knife and an axe. The victim's tendons were broken and his bones were broken, so there was no way he would survive.

And this person's steps are vigorous, with few bumps, holding the handlebars in both hands, despite his thin body, his foundation is solid, and he is very stable.

The young man's face was dark and rough, and he said: "My ancestors taught me some kung fu."

Chen Zhuo couldn't help laughing, he was guarding against him, nine times out of ten it was also to avoid disaster.

He had no intention of continuing the conversation, and looked at the scene along the way.

Compared with the dilapidated and run-down capital city, Xiangjiang has developed rapidly since it was opened as a port.It's a pity, looking at the sallow and emaciated faces of the people who come and go, it seems that this prosperity does not belong to them.

There are many stores on both sides, with various signboards hanging; hawkers who are begging for life pass by in a hurry, wearing capes and hats, coming and going in the rain;

Newspapers, photo studios, gramophones, and Western two-wheeled vehicles, some rare gadgets that were invisible in the past, can be seen here; there are also Indian police officers with batons in their waists, British police uniforms, and red hair. Cloth, face black as carbon, full of stubble, arrogant.

"My lord, here we are. This is Queen's Road West. You can walk two steps forward and you will arrive at Sheung Wan."

After a bag of cigarettes, the boy wiped the sweat off his face, greeted him, and parked the rickshaw at a fork

Chen Zhuo stuffed a piece of Long Yang over.

The young man had a good time, without being pretentious. He clasped his five fingers and said with a bright smile, "Thank you!"

With a yell, the rickshaw was pulled into the rain like lightning.

Following the address given by the third sister, Chen Zhuo walked along the Queen's Road for a while, and walked in curiously when the people passing through the downtown saw a signboard named "Gu's Medical Center" on the side of the street.

The medical hall is not big, but it is not small either. It is almost full of people, even on the ground.

Just glanced over, and couldn't see a few well-dressed people, most of them were poor people in the city with ragged clothes and rough hands and feet.

Some were cupping with their backs exposed, some were dozing off with silver needles pierced on their heads, and some were plastered on, limping in and then out.

"Aunt Liu, are your legs feeling better?"

In the corner, a tall figure with a protruding belly was walking back and forth in the pharmacy in a simple cheongsam, with a long braid of black hair almost hanging down to the bend of his legs, asking softly about the patient beside him .

"Xiaoyu, why don't your men come here? This belly is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't see anyone, and I don't know anything. My aunt told you that men are all fickle, and it's hard to tell if you want me Just run away, don't just guard it right now, there is still a child in your belly, you have to plan for the future..."

A group of old men around rolled their eyes.

"I said, matchmaker Liu, why are you here again? She is still pregnant with a child, so you have been thinking about it, and every three days, she came to persuade Xiaoyu to remarry under the guise of medical treatment. Besides, you have to introduce a few It’s easy to see, the old, the disabled, the dumb and the blind, you don’t let anyone go, the last time someone knocked out your big teeth and you forgot so quickly? Be careful next time you get your tongue cut out!”

There was an upright old lady who seemed to have endured for a long time and couldn't bear it any longer. She stood up with one hand on her hip, pointed at the other's nose with the other, and yelled at her.

"Ren Xiaoyu is such a good girl, and look at the ones you're looking for. I guess the 80-year-old old lady doesn't think much of them. They're all worse than each other."

"That's right, it's too wicked, isn't it ruining people!"

The people around also booed after seeing this.

During the quarrel, a girl who was decocting the stove suddenly glanced at the door of the eye medicine shop inadvertently, was stunned for a few seconds, and shouted excitedly: "Miss Xiaoyu!"

The girl who was pregnant with Liujia turned around when she heard the sound, and was about to ask, but with a movement of her eyes, she also saw the person standing at the door.

The four eyes met, each was silent, not much to say.

She thought she was pregnant with a child, and Gu Yu was quite plump. She raised her hand to gather the few strands of hair that fell from her forehead, her eyes were like rippling spring water, she smiled lightly, and asked curiously: "Why?" You have to dress like a schoolteacher? What are you doing standing there stupidly, give me a hand and take down the cupping jar from the cabinet."

His speech was calm, as if he was asking someone who was going home.

Chen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, put down the rattan box, first smiled, and then said with some displeasure, "Why don't you know how to rest?"

After all, he had already taken the cupping jar, but he did not pass it to Gu Yu, but instead glanced at Matchmaker Liu, "You just want to cup it? Where?"

"No...not me!"

Matchmaker Liu met Chen Zhuo's eyes, her arrogance and aggressiveness disappeared immediately, she waved her hands, turned around and ran away without looking back.

The rest immediately burst into laughter.

"Haha, Xiaoyu, this is your man, right? He really has a good body and a handsome appearance. He's not bad, he didn't pick the wrong man."

"In the future, there will be men in the store, so it will save someone from trying to get Xiaoyu."

Gu Yu rolled his eyes at Chen Zhuo angrily, took the cupping jar, and said in a low voice, "These are neighbors who watched me grow up, don't scare them. The little thing in my stomach has been making a lot of noise recently, you It's just right here, I thought you had to wait a little longer, or you wouldn't come."

She supported her lower back, her tone was calm, and she said neither serious nor serious, but there was a smile in her eyes.

Chen Zhuo rolled up his sleeves, and naturally took what was in Gu Yu's hand.

"Go and rest."

(End of this chapter)