Year: I had a good time when I was young

Chapter 892 Uninvited
It would be a lie to say that Hong Zhennan didn't feel a little disappointed after retiring from the position of president of the Wushu Association.

Since I can no longer fight, I naturally have to rely on my daughter and son to bring honor to myself.

But since Chu Xiangqian said so, no matter how many thoughts Hong Zhennan had in his mind, he began to doubt whether he was wrong.

Seeing Hong Zhennan hesitate, Chu Xiangqian sighed and continued, "You haven't been abroad, so you don't know that xenophobia has always been serious in both China and the United States.

No matter how capable you and I are, we can't keep an eye on the eldest sister all the time.

If you get bullied, even if you fight back, you will still suffer a loss.

No matter how good a foreign country is, it is still their place.

For a girl, going abroad to work hard is equivalent to giving up her own advantages and going to someone else's territory to open up new land.

Just think about how difficult it is.

It's so comfortable to live in Hong Kong Island. My parents are all here, and my sisters and brothers get together often. With you and me as your uncle, I won't suffer any loss, and there is no shortage of good jobs!
Even if my eldest sister finishes college in Hong Kong Island and wants to start a business after graduation, we can both invest in her.

With so many advantages, why not study abroad?
If you really want to go out and see the world, that’s easy. I’ll arrange the plane and the staff, and your family can travel to Europe and America for a month.

Just think of it as a reward from me, your senior brother, for my older sister to go to college.

Only after going out and seeing more will you understand that Chinese people are considered third class people in other people’s eyes.”

Hong Zhennan was immediately persuaded by Chu Xiangqian and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I discussed this with you first, otherwise, as a father, I would only want to give my eldest sister better conditions and environment.

But I forget that what I think is not necessarily good. "

Chu Xiangqian laughed, he could see in his heart that Old Hong really wanted to send his daughter to study abroad.

But as an old hand, he knew how difficult it was to make a name for himself in other people's places.

When he first came to Hong Kong Island, he fought his way through it with just his fists.

Even though he became the president of the Wushu Association, the business he controlled was just a fish stall.

It is called a fish stall, but in fact it is just a small market built on wasteland that specializes in selling fish.

Even so, people still came to cause trouble every day, and we had to continue fighting them with our fists.

Although Chu Xiangqian saw what Hong Zhennan was thinking, he didn't mind supporting his children at all.

It's a cost-free thing. With just a few words, you can make Hong Zhennan owe you a favor. Why not do it?

Moreover, Chinese people have always emphasized that once they become rich, they should give back to society and help their relatives and friends.

If Hong Zhennan's son Xiaobao is a piece of shit and his eldest daughter has princess syndrome, they should get as far away from each other as possible.

But since it looks good, if you cultivate it, maybe you will be rewarded in the future.

Even if you don't ask for anything in return, it will be good for your reputation if you help your friends and their descendants.

"By the way, what major do you want to study, sister?"

Hong Zhennan said hurriedly, "I originally wanted her to study law so that she could become a lawyer in the future, but she wanted to be a doctor."

Chu Xiangqian originally wanted to say that he should support his children’s ideas.

But when he heard the doctor, he immediately said, "No, don't study medicine. If my elder sister wants to study something else, but you insist on letting her violate the law, I will definitely blame you, senior brother."

But if you are a doctor, it is really not necessary."

Hong Zhennan also understood what Chu Xiangqian meant. He was injured in the ring a few years ago. Although his body has recovered a lot in recent years with the help of tiger bone wine, it is still not as good as before.

My eldest sister wants to study medicine, which is probably related to her illness.

Then Chu Xiangqian continued, "After graduating from a three-year medical school, you are not competitive. If you want a better future, you have to continue studying.

Another three years of graduate study, and another three years of doctoral studies. By the time the eldest sister finished her studies, she had already become an old maid ten years later.

This is just the beginning of becoming a good doctor and a famous doctor.

If my son Ronger studies medicine in the future, I will definitely not let him study Western medicine.

Why not just go to my pharmacy and be an apprentice? My father-in-law is a famous doctor in the capital who is well-known throughout Taiwan."

As Chu Xiangqian was talking to himself, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong in finding a disciple for Jin Yitang.

The Golden Elixir cannot be passed on to outsiders, but it would be a good thing to pass on my medical skills to more people.

It's obvious that Jin Xiu isn't the type to study medicine seriously, and Jin Zhi is even less interested.

Otherwise, the two sisters are both in their 20s, and Jinzhi knows nothing about medicine, and can't even prescribe or identify it.

Jin Xiu looked at her biological father all the time, but if she was asked to memorize the medical skills, she would not be able to memorize much.

Chu Xiangqian wanted to pass it on to the children of Jin Xiu and Jin Zhisheng, but since his family was so wealthy, it was highly likely that Jin Yitang would not live to see his grandson who would seriously study Chinese medicine.

Moreover, he had actually learned most of Old Man Jin's medical skills.

What is lacking is clinical experience.

Thinking of this, Chu Xiangqian smiled awkwardly and said, "How about letting my eldest sister take a medical exam in Hong Kong Island? When she has nothing to do at school, she can work as an apprentice in my pharmacy.

You earn your own money and spend it yourself.

If I can get my father-in-law's approval, let me tell you, senior brother, my father-in-law's medical skills are really amazing, and he is even on the list of the imperial court.

When Uncle Gong Er was seriously ill, it was thanks to my father-in-law's medicine that he lived two more years.

If you learn something in the future, your Hong family will become a family that inherits both medicine and martial arts."

Hong Zhennan naturally had no objection. This was the prestige Chu Xiangqian had accumulated over the past few days due to his continuous success and his ability to keep his word.

However, Lao Hong still hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Ah Chu, are you really willing to pass on your father-in-law's skills to others?"

Chu Xiangqian rolled his eyes at Hong Zhennan and said, "Sister has called me uncle for a long time. It can't be for nothing, right? Besides, medical skills are for saving lives, not for killing people.

It’s a good thing that more people have inherited the tradition. As for the outer story, don’t let the ghost learn it, otherwise it won’t be an outer story.”

"Yes, yes, yes," Hong Zhennan agreed 100%. Things passed down by the older generation cannot be taught to the strange man.

On this point, he and Chu Xiangqian's position are completely consistent. There are so many Chinese people, and if they want to recruit apprentices, there will be no shortage of people.

Even if he has poor talent, isn't the Ghost more like an ordinary person and less talented in fighting?
To put it bluntly, since he couldn't make it in the industry, he wanted to make a living by teaching boxing. If he could become famous, he would gain both fame and fortune.

That's why Hong Zhennan gets along well with Chu Xiangqian, but doesn't get along with Master Ye.

After finishing the small talk, Hong Zhennan started talking about Jin Xiu.

Chu Xiangqian waved his hand and said, "The matter has been resolved. If there is any need, I will not be polite to my senior brother."

Hong Zhennan laughed, "That's right. Although my old bones can't be used anymore, I still have some dignity."

Chu Xiangqian shook his head and said, "Brother, you are too polite. Everyone knows that you are a master of Hong Quan. In order to prove your kung fu, you even go to the ring when you are sick.

Loyalty and righteousness are unparalleled, ten times stronger than some masters."

When Chu Xiangqian said this, Hong Zhennan was so excited that the depression that had been weighing on his heart for years was swept away.

As for the phrase "some masters", Hong Zhennan heard that it meant dissatisfaction with Master Ye.

Hong Zhennan had naturally heard about the matter between Gong Er and Master Ye, and in fact he looked down on Master Ye for his hesitation and lack of decisiveness in this matter.

With red eyes, he sighed, "With your unparalleled loyalty and righteousness, I have no regrets in my life."

"No, no, no," Chu Xiangqian said hurriedly, "You sound like your wish has come true and you want to fly away. You still have to help Xiaobao find a wife and take care of the children.

There are five more daughters who will get married and have children. In the future, a bunch of little ones will surround you and ask for red envelopes and want to go out and play. You will get annoyed sometimes. "

Hong Zhennan burst into laughter after hearing this. He showed a look of longing on his face, "Okay, I will live a few more years, take care of the weddings of my eldest sister, the five sisters and Xiaobao, and then retire completely.

From now on, I will take care of my grandchildren, and no matter how tired I am, I will be happy. "

Chu Xiangqian also laughed. He was so polite to Hong Zhennan. In addition to the fact that the two sides had helped each other in the past few years, their relationship had gradually developed and their friendship had indeed grown deeper.

Besides, with his status and wealth, it is rare to have someone with whom he can chat casually.

In the past few years, apart from his children and Hong Sambo, no one in Hong Zhennan's family has asked him for anything.

After having lunch at the Hong family, Hong Zhennan was persuaded by his daughters and daughters-in-law to take a nap.

Chu Xiangqian was not in a hurry to leave. He asked his disciples in the martial arts school to call the disciples of the Hong family back.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Xiangqian sat in the main hall, looking at the fifty or sixty nephews who had either completed their apprenticeship or not.

He smiled and said, "It's really hard to explain that I, your uncle, have never taught you kung fu.

After my senior brother taught me Hung Gar, I felt that I had some experience in the Tiger and Crane Styles.

Today, in Senior Brother Hong's martial arts hall, you will practice the Tiger and Crane Double Lines. How much you can learn and how much you can experience depends entirely on each individual. "

Hong Sanbao, Aji and others immediately became excited.

Everyone in Hong Kong knows Chu Xiangqian's kung fu, and no one has felt qualified to challenge him over the years.

Therefore, apart from Hong Sanbao and other disciples who had been disciples for many years, those who had become disciples in the last two or three years had no idea how powerful Chu Xiangqian's kung fu was.

Moreover, I have heard it a lot but have never seen it with my own eyes, so I more or less feel that my seniors are bragging.

Fortunately, Hong Sanbao is indeed a good fighter, and he has helped Hung Gar to establish its status in the martial arts world.

Chu waved forward and everyone dispersed.

Even Hong Zhennan, after hearing his daughter's report, hurried over from the backyard with his five daughters and Hong Xiaobao.

Chu Xiangqian rolled up his sleeves, stood in the center of the martial arts hall, and calmed down for a few seconds before he started to strike the starting stance.

But when the tiger claw pushed forward, the people present suddenly felt a sense of oppression coming from Chu Xiangqian towards them.

Hong Zhennan's eyes lit up. He had practiced Hung Gar all his life, but he could never be as good as Chu Xiangqian, who could make people lose their courage just by relying on his aura.

After the Tiger-Crane Double Lines were performed, everyone was stunned.

Silky, extremely smooth. When watching others boxing, you can always see the pauses when connecting the moves.

Ke Chu punched forward, switching his moves freely, with a nimble body and powerful, swift, agile and quick moves.

It was so entertaining to watch that everyone who watched it felt that this was what Kung Fu should be like.

But when they saw Chu Xiangqian smash the wooden man to pieces with just one claw, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Damn it, if this grabs me, my muscles and bones will be torn and broken.

Look at Chu Xiangqian again, he did a backflip, his body was like a magical crane, and this jump was more than four meters high.

If the martial arts gym wasn’t made of bricks, tiles and sorghum, his head would have hit the roof.

Now no one was dissatisfied anymore. Everyone looked at Chu Xiangqian with admiration and excitement.

Chu Xiangqian may be rich, but in a place like a martial arts gym, if his kung fu is not good enough, his disciples will only fear him instead of respecting him.

But now, it is a mixture of respect and fear.

When you speak in front of him, you naturally have to bow your head.

After watching it, Hong Zhennan felt both admiration and envy.

It’s not like I haven’t seen Chu Xiangqian take action before, but this time, he seems to be much more powerful than he was two years ago.

At this moment, Hong Zhennan felt the same as his master's wife, secretly thinking that such a monster was too evil to be compared with.

Chu Xiangqian treated everyone to a meal in the evening, but he had the nerve to not go.

Instead, we went to a large seafood restaurant, which had seven or eight tables and was definitely big enough to accommodate everyone.

But Chu Xiangqian thought about it and decided to ask the restaurant manager to open 10 tables first and reserve 10 tables.

Sure enough, before the banquet started, the masters from various martial arts schools in the martial arts association came with three or two apprentices to ask for wine.

Later, Lan Gang brought his confidants and also came to the door. As soon as they met, he said that Chu Xiangqian was not a good friend.

When I returned to Yau Ma Tei, I didn’t even bother to call him for a drink.

After saying that, he greeted Hong Zhennan.

The two actually knew each other for a long time, but their relationship was not very close.

The only inspector who had a really good relationship with Hong Zhennan was Fei Bo.

Chu Xiangqian pulled Lan Gang and laughed, saying that he would not let him go until he got him drunk.

Lan Gang immediately became scared.

These old friends knew that Chu Xiangqian was extremely good at playing cards, and also that he never got drunk when drinking.

The third is that he has never lost a competition.

As for the fourth, he has never lost money in business.

So instead of drinking with him, it’s better to eat a few more bites of food.

When the meal started, we didn't expect Fei Bo to drive over from the New Territories.

In his hand, he was holding a long watermelon that looked like a winter melon.

Fei Bo came up and said with a smile as if he was offering a treasure, "Master Chu, you are in for a treat, the New Territories greenhouse watermelon.

This one, I’ll just sell one black bull.”

"Are you crazy?" Lan Gang asked in disbelief. "500 yuan for a watermelon? Only a fool would buy it."

Chu Xiangqian took the ten-pound watermelon with a smile, knocked it with his hand, and it sounded quite crisp.

The watermelons of this era have thick skin like winter melons.

Most melon naan are white, and if more than half of them are red, it is considered a good melon.

Chu Xiangqian had eaten the locally produced watermelon, which was sweet but slightly bitter. After eating it once, he never ate it again.

However, the island countries, magnesium and West Germany began to cultivate new melon varieties in the early 60s.

In October, when I accompanied Margaret to the Olympics in the island country, I ate the newly cultivated watermelon in the island country in the luxurious hotel we booked.

They sell it by the slice, 4 dollars a slice, and the taste is just so-so.

But Margaret and her entourage praised the food highly.

If the watermelon in your hand tastes good, you can donate some money to allow watermelon farmers in the New Territories to grow it, which would be a good thing.

Unfortunately, after the watermelon was cut, the skin was still as thick as a winter melon. But in the eyes of Fei Bo, Lan Gang, Hong Zhennan and others, this melon was already very good.

Chu Xiangqian thought to himself that they were a bunch of ignorant people.

I couldn't help but think that the mother of watermelon seemed to have already started cultivating Chinese watermelon varieties in Xinjiang and Hainan.

It was not until the 80s that watermelons with high yields, sweet taste and thin skin were truly cultivated.

(End of this chapter)