Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 115 The reason
"Are you OK!"

Chen Ze, with quick eyesight and quick hands, caught the flying phone with one hand, and supported Director Liu with the other.

"It's okay, it's okay." Director Liu waved his hands again and again to stabilize his body.

It was hard to imagine that the old man who looked thin and hunchbacked could burst out with so much strength all of a sudden.

Looking back, Wang Weide was running out with an agility that didn't match his age, passing flower beds, vegetation, fountain sculptures, and all the film crew members with bewildered faces.

The next second, a piercing siren sounded from the door, and Chen Zexun looked sideways. It turned out to be a small alarm bell pressed on the door frame.

Bang!
The beautiful small wooden door at the entrance of the villa was roughly pushed open, and the door frame slammed heavily on the outer wall.

A middle-aged woman with a flustered expression hurried out, wiping her hands on her apron.

"Where are people! Where are people! Where are the old man!"

The middle-aged woman yelled and looked around, noticing the iron gate blocked by Director Liu.
"Why did the door open!"

She looked a little overwhelmed, jumping up and down anxiously.

"Calm down." Chen Ze pressed her shoulder, "Are you looking for Wang Weide?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The middle-aged woman squeezed away from Chen Ze and kept looking outside, "Where are others! Where are others!"

At this time, Wang Weide's figure had already disappeared on the road.

"He just pushed me away suddenly and ran away!" Director Liu obviously didn't understand the situation.

"Oh! He is demented!" The middle-aged woman shouted excitedly.

"This door can only be opened from the outside, how did he get out!"

"This..." Director Liu suddenly hid the bunch of keys with a guilty conscience.

The old man with dementia, Chen Ze, now understood what was going on, and immediately ran towards the direction where the old man left.

Although the situation just now was a bit chaotic, Chen Ze subconsciously remembered the direction Wang Weide ran away from.

Before the bewildered film crew could react, there was another gust of air around them, blowing so many people almost lost their hands on the cameras.

The whistling wind kept ringing in his ears, and Chen Ze quickly saw Wang Weide who was parked under a tree.

Why stop here? The doubts in Chen Ze's mind were quickly answered.

"Don't, old man! That's not a toilet!"

Chen Ze stopped it loudly, but it was still a step too late.

Half an hour later, in the hall next to the entrance of the villa.

Chen Ze and Director Liu were sitting on the sofa staring at the old man who kept resisting the nanny's feeding.

The two looked different, not knowing what they were thinking.

Suddenly, the wooden door that was already dangling was violently smashed open again, and the ensuing air current also attracted the eyes of the two of them.

I saw a middle-aged man with a strong figure just entered the door, and went straight to the sofa where the old man was sitting in the hall without taking off his shoes.

"Dad!" The middle-aged man could not hide his worry, "Are you all right!"

The old man on the sofa didn't reply, he didn't even turn his head, he just stared blankly at the ceiling.

A spoonful of hot porridge reached his mouth, but he opened his mouth mechanically and swallowed.

Then a porridge dripped from his mouth, and the nanny hurriedly picked up a paper towel and wiped it off carefully.

"Is my dad okay?" The middle-aged man turned to the nanny.

"It's okay, just go out and pee." The nanny has calmed down by now.

After groping and checking the old man's whole body, the middle-aged man felt relieved and turned around to face the two visitors on the other sofa.

What should come is still coming. Chen Ze felt a little nervous, and secretly poked Director Liu with the tip of his elbow.

Director Liu, who was stabbed, sighed helplessly, and began to explain the cause of the incident to the middle-aged man.

After chatting, I learned that the middle-aged man's name is Wang Zhenguo, and he is Wang Weide's only son.

It was the nanny who called him just now, and he hurried over from the company.

Wang Zhenguo told the two that since the old man was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, commonly known as Alzheimer's disease, nearly a year ago, his condition has progressed so fast that he no longer even recognizes his son.

For the sake of safety, the access card he assigned to his father can only be opened from the outside, in case the old man slips out alone and gets lost.

"What! How is it possible!"

Hearing the news, the person who reacted the most was the elegant old man in the video call. He was Wang Weide's old friend for many years.

"Didn't Lao Wang come to the north to exchange ideas last year, why did he do so in the blink of an eye?"

On the screen of the mobile phone, the elegant old man's expression was unbelievable.

"Uncle Li, after coming back that time, my dad's memory has become worse and worse"

Wang Zhenguo said while pressing his temples,
"Later, I went to the hospital for an examination, and it was just... alas."

For a while, everyone fell silent, only Wang Weide was still slurring something, but no one could hear clearly.

"Mr. Wang." Director Liu stood up, "I did something wrong, and I apologize to you."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply, but was quickly helped up by Wang Zhenguo.

"It's okay, it's also my fault. I don't know how to tell the elders about this matter, so I have to delay it."

"My dad is fine."

Wang Zhenguo also seemed to be a reasonable person, and he didn't embarrass Director Liu too much.

The two sides exchanged a few more pleasantries, and finally Director Liu took the gift he just bought from his assistant and handed it over.

"Mr. Wang, a little apology, please accept it."

"It's all just a misunderstanding." Wang Zhenguo also stood up.

"Then we won't bother you anymore." Director Liu was about to turn around and leave as he said that, but Wang Weide suddenly became agitated again.

"Let me out, let me out!"

"I gotta find it, get out and find it"

Clap!

The good blue and white bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

However, Wang Zhenguo was no longer surprised, and ordered the nanny to clean up the floor, and sat next to the old man to comfort him.

"Dad, why don't you eat?"

"Dad, you haven't eaten, you remember wrong."

"If you don't eat, your health will get worse, Dad, what do you want to say?"

Wang Weide replied vaguely: "Practice, I have to practice."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ze, who had half a foot out of the gate, suddenly stopped, causing Director Liu behind him to bump hard.

【Experience value +100】

"Ouch!" Director Liu covered his nose, feeling like he had hit a wall.

Inside the house, the conversation between the father and son continued.

"Practice. I can't find it." Wang Weide trembled as he spoke, two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Dad doesn't need you to practice now, Dad."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhenguo seemed to be a little choked up.

"What kind of kung fu does the old man want to practice?"

Wang Zhenguo looked up, and it turned out to be the young man who had been reticent just now.

"It's nothing, just talking nonsense." Wang Zhenguo seemed unwilling to talk more.

"Mr. Wang." Chen Ze said sincerely, "I can understand your feelings."

"Seeing the old man like this makes everyone feel uncomfortable. I also have some experience in health-preserving exercises. It would be great if I could help the old man."

"Mr. Wang, does the practice mentioned by the old man refer to Baduanjin?"

Hearing that Wang Zhenguo stared at Chen Ze silently for a while, he finally spoke slowly,
"Actually, I don't understand either."

At this moment, Chen Ze had already sat down again, and began to listen carefully.

It's just that Director Liu at the door was in a dilemma, so he followed after thinking about it for a while.

Only Wang Zhenguo continued to explain: "It's a long story."

"Actually, my dad started learning Baduanjin just to earn a stutter."

"In 1970, my mother gave birth prematurely. I didn't weigh five catties when I was born, and I didn't have enough milk."

"My dad is worried every day, worried, there is no other way, so I went to ask my grandfather who was a long-term worker before."

"As a result, when I saw it there, the family was miserable. They lived in thatched huts and lived on a little dry food."

"The ancestors of that family opened a medical clinic. I don't know if they can get through that test, so I asked my father to learn the Baduanjin handed down from their family, and promised to pass it on in the future, so I would give some to my family food."

"You know that? It takes a lot of risk to learn this kind of stuff."

"My dad went to study in the dark every night, and every time he brought back one and a half yuan of dry food for me."

"Slowly get out of it like this, and you should know the things that happened later."

Speaking of this, the burly Wang Zhenguo actually had tears in his eyes and a hint of sadness in his voice.

Everyone sighed for a while, only Wang Weide was still talking non-stop,
"I want to practice, practice. My son is still waiting for me. Where is my son?"

"Then have you tried taking him to practice Baduanjin?"

Chen Ze broke the silence first.

"Tried, of course I tried, but my dad always said it wasn't this, it wasn't this."

Wang Zhenguo said helplessly,
"It's not Baduanjin, what else can it be? My dad has practiced it all his life, and he has never practiced anything else."

"I guess I'm just confused, thinking I'm still staying in the hard days before."

"Practice. I want to practice." Wang Weide began to struggle again, as if he always wanted to run outside.

Looking at him, Chen Ze seemed to see a father trapped in time.

After pondering for a while, Chen Ze stood up suddenly: "Mr. Wang, I know a health-preserving exercise. If you don't mind, can you let me practice it for the old man?"

"Health-preserving exercises." Wang Zhenguo readily agreed, "Of course, you can try it anyway."

"it is good."

Chen Ze waved them away, leaving him standing in front of the old man alone.

Even he himself hadn't explored the mysteries of Vajra Longevity Kung Fu, so he thought it was worth a try.

Even if Wang Weide has seen it before, it is definitely not as good as the effect of his own rehearsal.

Especially for the unconstrained exercises like the Eight Longevity Kung Fu, Chen Ze's and other people's skills are almost completely different.

He glanced at his phone just now, and it is more than ten o'clock in the morning.

At this time, only more than ten hours have passed since I finished the Eight Longevity Gong last night.

If you practice now, the interval is not full, and there is no moonlight, the effect will be greatly reduced.

But when he sees Wang Weide, he will think of his adoptive parents who have passed away for several years.

Poor parents all over the world, he wants to try his best no matter what.

Taking a few deep breaths, Chen Ze swept away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and began to practice the Eight Longevity Kung Fu.

Unknowingly, the qi mass condenses again, but it seems to be much smaller than before.

And as his movements continued, the old man who was looking around absentmindedly gradually calmed down, no longer looking elsewhere aimlessly, but staring closely at Chen Ze's every move.

After the first round of longevity exercises, Wang Weide stopped talking and his eyes gradually cleared up.

After the second round of longevity exercise, Wang Weide's body straightened unconsciously, and a thoughtful look gradually appeared on his face.

When the third round of Longevity Kungfu was done halfway, Chen Ze felt light all over his body, as if his body couldn't restrain his consciousness, and his mind was about to float to infinite heights.

Sure enough, it still didn't work. Chen Ze stopped his movements decisively, but he couldn't stop his efforts, and still staggered under his feet.

"Be careful!" Wang Weide suddenly stood up and supported Chen Ze.

"Dad!" Seeing this scene, Wang Zhenguo couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

At this time, Wang Weide spoke clearly and had a kind face, as if time had turned back and returned to a year ago.

"Thank you, old man." Chen Ze helped his forehead, and his body gradually returned to normal.

"Dad!" Wang Zhenguo rushed up, "Do you remember who I am?"

"You are." Wang Weide's eyes showed a thoughtful look, "You are Zhenguo, my son?"

"Dad! You finally remembered!" Wang Zhenguo wept with joy and hugged his old father without hesitation about the existence of outsiders.

It's just a pity that the good times didn't last long, and Wang Weide was sober for a while before he became confused again.

But no matter what, at least he stopped clamoring to run out, and he was able to eat.

After dinner, Wang Weide didn't make any noise, and imitated Chen Ze directly to practice the Eight Longevity Kungfu.

It's strange to say that the old man who obviously doesn't even remember whether he ate or not, just watched Chen Ze beat him twice and a half times, and now he can recover pretty much right now.

After watching for a while, and explaining to Wang Zhenguo the practice of longevity kung fu, Chen Ze also planned to leave.

"Mr. Chen." This time it was Wang Zhenguo who bowed solemnly to Chen Ze, "I am stupid, please make me your friend."

"You're too polite." Chen Ze helped him up, "We were the ones who were abrupt about this."

"Thank you for your kindness." Wang Zhenguo took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "Mr. Chen, if you can use me, just ask, please."

"must."

Chen Ze took the business card and took a look. It turned out that he was the boss of a business consulting company. No wonder he could afford a small villa.

"Then let's go first." Chen Zhe pulled Director Liu, who was on-hook the whole time, and was about to leave.

"Walk slowly, walk slowly." Wang Zhenguo walked all the way to the door.

At this moment, Wang Weide's surprised voice suddenly came over,
"Hey, where is the gas? Why is it gone?"

Deng!
Chen Ze stopped abruptly and stood at the door, and made intimate contact with Director Liu's nose behind him again.

【Experience value +200】

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

　Convinced. It turns out that it will be secretly harmonious when it is sent out. I didn’t tell me, but it generally does not affect reading

　　
　
(End of this chapter)