Back to 1988, in order to lay down liver skills

Chapter 13
Pay attention, this boy is called Erwa, and he has a long stick.

It was an ash stick freshly hewn from the ground, with a few fresh leaves on it.

He is a warrior. Facing a flock of sheep three times his size, he bravely waved his stick and rushed forward.

His brave figure scared two of the sheep to bleat and run away, but there was another one that dared to resist.

You see it lowered its head, it aimed at Erwa, and it rushed up!

The heroic Erwa fell down, but he didn't cry, he didn't shed a tear, he turned over and got up, waving his stick and rushed up again.

This time the sheep flinched, facing Erwa's heroic figure and the owner's scolding, it finally ran away.

Erwa won. He bravely defeated the entire flock of three sheep and won an epic victory...

He was not satisfied with the victory, but rushed to the chickens scratching at the base of the wall. He won again, and those chickens were not his opponents at all.

He is so brave, there is nothing in this world that he dare not do... no, he has... he... dare not go home...

Erwa knocked on the ground with a stick in boredom, and asked Yan Changqing: "Brother Qijin, do you think my mother forgot about noon? Will she still beat me when I go back now?"

"That's it!" Yan Changqing frowned, a little uncertain for a while.

It is normal to waste food, and it is a relatively precious thing like white sugar at this stage.

However, Yan Changqing still thought of an idea: "Which part of your vegetable garden is it? You go pick some tomatoes, and go back and tell your mother that when you see the tomato field growing red, quickly pick some for your mother to taste." taste……"

"Our tomatoes aren't red yet! I just saw it yesterday." Erwa was a little melancholy.

Yan Changqing had no choice but to come up with another idea: "Then we can only pick other people's tomatoes. We are children, and we can't remember the normal location of the vegetable garden. Whose tomato is more red?"

This second child is very clear, and Tie Dan is also very clear, only Yan Changqing has not been out to play recently.

After 'picking' the tomatoes, Yan Changqing carefully told Erwa what to say when she went back, and finally let the child and Tiedan go back to their respective homes.

He ate the tomato and went home, wiped his mouth clean after eating the tomato at the door, and went into the yard with the white wax stick.

Sure enough, he received criticism, and just picked up this basket, and the mother who came out of the main room saw the pewter stick and cleaned him up: "It's okay to pull the string, if you go out, it will be a disaster, you ruined a good pewter stick! "

But grandpa supported him: "What's a white wax stick... Seven catties, do you want to get a stick? Can you make it? No? Then I will make it for you. This thing has to be dried and straightened. ..."

Li Xiuni glared at Yan Dahai who was shirtless waiting for her meal, and carried the basket into the kitchen angrily.

Yan Hairen was sitting in the courtyard, with the pot coming from the sky, with a puzzled expression on his face: why are you staring at me?What's wrong with me?Did I make a mistake again?
Before I could figure it out, I heard a voice coming from the kitchen: "What are you still doing sitting here? Come here and hang up the buns!"

Yan Haihai got up quickly and went to hang up the basket containing the steamed buns—in the main house, a rope was hung from the middle of the beams for hanging food, such as hanging the baskets containing steamed buns there to prevent mice.

……

The stuffing of the steamed stuffed bun is oil residue with carrot tofu.

There are people in the village who make tofu. It doesn't cost money, and you can use soybeans in exchange.

The rice is corn grits and sweet potato dry porridge, and the dish is fried loofah.

They are all pure farm specialties, natural and pollution-free, and absolutely no pesticides - even if you want to, you can't afford them.

After eating and feeding the chickens, he rested for a while, and when the moon rose, Yan Changqing picked up Yang Zhili's erhu, took a few buns, and walked towards Yang Zhili's house.

Walking in the village, feeling the tranquility of the village, looking at the people enjoying the shade on the side of the road, listening to the voices of people around, the crowing of chickens, the occasional barking of dogs and the scolding of the owner ...

What a natural rural scene!

There is no light pollution, because there is no electricity, and there is no air pollution. There is not even a walking tractor in the whole village, and there are no industrial and mining enterprises around. There is only one brick kiln factory for tens of miles, so the pollution is nothing.

It is indeed the original village that is still on the list of poor villages in the county after 30 years.

At this time, the classmate who sells clothes in the town should have used a fan TV. He should have finished watching the popular "Legend of the Condor Heroes" before, and now he should be waiting in front of the TV to watch "Peerless Twins".

Peerless double pride, Tony Leung's Xiaoyuer is really a classic!
Miss Tie Xinlan is so gentle, Miss Su Ying is very cute, and the owner of Yihua Palace is actually quite beautiful... Why Yan Changqing's perspective is so 'unique', because he watched this peerless double pride, which was popularized on the Internet After watching.

As for Journey to the West, I have no regrets, because it is broadcast every year.

When he is in junior high school, he can stand and watch at the door of the restaurant on the street. Sometimes the restaurant is less crowded, and the boss will let them in to watch, pretending to be a human head to show that there are people in the restaurant, and wait for someone to give up their seat...

Thinking about Yan Changqing's mind, he interrupted these memories.

It doesn't matter, it's all in the past!

Then he continued to look around, looking at the dilapidated small village in the moonlight.

There are not even a few new brick and tile houses in the whole village.

The house of Yan Changqing's second uncle's house is relatively new. It was built at the beginning of last year after getting married.The price is that in the two brothers' homes, the two families can't afford a bicycle...

Suddenly he thought of a more critical question, what kind of bicycle do you want?

Neither family has a farm ox, and there are few farm cattle in the village. When it comes to plowing the fields and planting wheat in autumn, the two brothers have to pull the ropes to plow the fields!

No wonder Yan Changqing's already somewhat vague childhood memories include "fun" memories of being picked on plowshares.

It was father and second uncle pulling the plow in front, and grandpa holding the plow behind. At first, the plowshare didn’t go into the soil, and he was coaxed to be the plow presser—riding on a curved plow bar, falling off and climbing up to toss, How 'fun'!

Thinking about it now, the memory is suddenly clear, it was so fun that I cried!
It's no wonder that other rural children have memories of herding sheep, but he doesn't even have experience of herding sheep.

So don't say that it's pitiful that children have to herd sheep since they were young. After all, they have sheep!

There are even poorer ones who can't afford sheep at all!
Another shit popped up in his heart, just in front of him was Yang Zhili's house, so he didn't think about it any more.

Yan Changqing could vaguely feel that Yang Zhili was not too happy to disturb his life, or that he didn't want to arouse the opinions of the villagers too much.

Yan Changqing couldn't think of the reason, and didn't want to think about it.

But it does not prevent him from respecting the old man's wishes and trying not to disturb him.

For example, if he plays the erhu, he deliberately waits until evening to come.

Yang Zhili didn't say anything, he accepted the erhu and the steamed stuffed bun with a smile, and casually chatted a few gossips, and Yan Changqing left with a small sieve.

When I got home, I put down the sieve and punched for a while. After sweating, I ran out to roll in the pond, and then went back to sleep.

……

Since having those 'two shit', Yan Changqing plans to spend the next period of time, except for the normal need to go to the pond to take a bath, and spend the rest of the time concentrating on brushing up his skill proficiency at home.

But the two little friends will come to him to play as usual.

Fortunately, he can be fooled, and he took the two brats to practice boxing, or sticking.

There is something to be said about the stick method Yan Changqing, this skill just popped up out of nowhere.

He just used a stick to fool his little friends, taught the two little friends to hold a stick and go around in circles, and then followed some video images in his memory, and played a few times casually, and he had a stick skill.

Is it because of the talent engraved in the depths of genes, that "one day with a stick in hand, ten miles of cauliflower will be headless"?

The two little friends were also interested in the erhu before, but they lost their patience if they didn't learn it for less than half an hour.

Next, he was also very interested in Yan Changqing's stone-throwing skills. The brat, when he saw Yan Changqing throwing stones, he clamored to learn it.

Yan Changqing thought about it, and gave them some tips, and repeatedly emphasized that throwing at people is not allowed.

The result was that after talking so much for nothing, throwing stones wasted your arms. The two of them were very excited on the first day, but they accidentally threw too much.

As for the stick method, they are more interested in playing than the previous two. They hold the stick while waving it while dubbing themselves with their mouths. It is a joy to play, and they will not feel tired if they can play for a day.

Yan Changqing was so happy. Seeing that Erwa was immature, he practiced a simple stick technique, played it twice a day, and then started to play around, so he simply "practiced" with him to make him more interested.

Anyway, Erwa couldn't hit him at all, even if he could, it didn't matter how strong the kid was.

Seeing that Tie Dan was practicing seriously, Yan Changqing asked him to practice boxing and kicking kung fu with him, and even practiced a few simple duels with him from time to time.

That day, Tie Dan just fell to the ground, but the bear got up and looked at Yan Changqing without saying a word.

Yan Changqing wondered: "What's the matter, Tie Dan, go play with the second baby when you are tired, and I will play for a while by myself."

"Brother Qijin, don't you like me?" Tie Dan looked at Erwa who was looking at the ant nest with his butt up, and asked a little aggrieved after turning around. "You never hit him with Erwa, but you always hit me?"

This kid is a little sensitive!
Yan Changqing's face straightened: "You can be a master only when you suffer hardships. I see that you are more talented than him, so I have stricter requirements on you. If you don't believe me, go ask Erwa and his brother, Dawa and the others. In school, the teachers have higher demands on good students."

"Really?" Tie Dan was a little dubious. "You won't lie to me?"

"Ask the people who go to school in our village, it's true." Yan Changqing reassured. "I really don't lie to you, I lied to you as a puppy."

Tiedan finally believed it this time, and turned his head to Erwa who was playing with ants and shouted, "Erwa, brother Qijin said that I am better at practicing than you?"

Erwa immediately refused to accept it, got up and started arguing with him: "Nonsense, I'm the only one who can practice well..."

After arguing for a few words, the two brats came to Yan Changqing for comment: "Brother Qijin, who do you think is better at training?"

Yan Changqing and Xini: "Erwa is good at sticking, and Tie Dan is good at fisting and kicking."

Then I couldn't help telling Tie Dan: "But Tie Dan, you still need to practice more stick skills, and I will teach you how to use knives and swords in the future. If you can use weapons, don't use them empty-handed, especially for bad guys. ..."

Erwa was complacent: "Did you hear that? Brother Qijin has already said that I am good at stick skills, you need to practice more stick skills."

Tie Dan refused to accept it: "My stick skills are not bad, and if we compete with sword skills in the future, I will definitely learn better..."

Yan Changqing looked at the two little kids who couldn't convince each other, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

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