Chapter 68
"Oh! Why do you still get so many gifts? It's true." Zhang Guangpu looked a little at a loss.

"Okay, I also made an introduction between you. If there is anything else to do in my family, let's go first. If you have anything to say, just talk to yourself."

Song Yuancheng got up and left, leaving only Wan Feng and Zhang Guangpu in the room.

Zhang Guangpu asked hesitantly, "Little brother, what do you mean?"

The scene in front of him was really weird, a child came with a heavy gift, Zhang Guangpu couldn't figure out what was going on.

"My name is Wan Feng. I came from Longjiang years ago. Now I am studying at my grandfather's house. My grandfather's name is Zhu Xianyu, and my uncle's name is Zhuping."

"I've heard about your grandfather, did you keep the one in the orchard of the Weida team?"

Wan Feng's grandfather did work as a keeper in the orchard.

"Yes! That's him."

Zhang Guangpu nodded: "That's good, but why are you looking for me?"

"I heard that you know martial arts, Uncle Zhang. I want to learn from you."

Zhang Guangpu smiled: "I'm not a martial art, it's just wrestling. Why do you learn this? Besides, I don't accept apprentices."

Of course Wan Feng knew that Zhang Guangpu was good at wrestling.

"Wrestling is also good. When I was in Longjiang, I learned martial arts for a few days with a young man who went to the countryside from Yanjing. He returned to the city last spring. I don't want to leave it behind, so I want to learn anything as long as it can strengthen my body. study."

Wan Feng emphasized the words "sent-down youths". He knew that Zhang Guangpu was also a sent-down youths, which easily resonated with him.

Everything was expected, Zhang Guangpu really showed his interest.

"Have you ever practiced martial arts? Or learned from educated youths? Where are the educated youths from?"

"The educated youth in Kyoto, it is said that he used to be a member of the Kyoto martial arts team. He has been in our team for several years. I learned martial arts from him."

The Kyoto Martial Arts Team was very famous in China in the 80s, and there were many martial arts stars who emerged in the Hong Kong film industry in the following years, the most famous being Li Xjie.

Bragging is about bragging, Wan Feng put this illusory educated youth on their heads without any hesitation.

Zhang Guangpu's two children came in with dirty faces, and their eyes naturally fell on the gifts on the kang. They were not interested in wine, and their interest was concentrated on the two bottles of canned fruit.

"Go, go play outside." Zhang Guangpu ordered the two children, but unfortunately no one listened to him.

Wan Feng reached out and took a paper bag.

At that time, there were no plastic bags for the packaged goods in the store, and they were all packaged in the kind of yellow wrapping paper that was used to pay homage to the ancestors later.

Wan Feng opened a candy packet, grabbed a handful of candies and distributed them to the two children.

"Wow! And toffee!" The little boy exclaimed.

Zhang Guangpu looked a little embarrassed: "Let's go out to play this time, the adults want to talk about things."

The two children held the candy tightly in their small hands, and rushed out cheering.

"Where are we talking?" Zhang Guangpu asked shyly.

"Speaking of the educated youth in Kyoto where I studied art."

"Oh! Then what kind of boxing did you learn?"

"The Wu Quzi in the foot-rubbing fanzi boxing is to rub the feet, mainly for leg training."

Zhang Guangpu finally showed his interest, and chatted with Wan Feng for more than an hour, from wrestling to martial arts until it was dark outside, and even took Wan Feng outside to let Wan Feng punch him.

There are several big pear trees in the yard behind Zhang Guangpu's house, and the open space under the big pear trees is vacant. This is where he practices.

Wan Feng poked his feet all the way, causing Zhang Guangpu to slap him.

Wan Feng expressed his desire to be a teacher, but Zhang Guangpu did not agree, but promised to teach Wan Feng wrestling.

Wrestling practice also has routines. Zhang Guangpu took out a paper bag wrapped in kraft paper from the back room, opened it and carefully took out a book from it.

The style of the book was very old, and the corners of the cover were worn and white.

"Wrestling needs to practice routines first, and when the routines are proficient, various changes can be derived, and then there is actual combat. You should take this back and read it first. You should be able to understand this book after learning martial arts. Come to me if you don't understand. .”

Wan Feng took the book and flipped through it.

The paintings in the book are all villains, which is similar to those martial arts books that appeared a few years later.

Wan Feng remembers that in [-] or [-], there was a TV series called "Shen Wrestling Zhen San" on TV, and there were wrestling practice routines in it.

The role of these routines is mainly to practice basic skills and understand moves, and the practice does have many similarities with boxing routines.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang. I will come here often to ask for advice if I don't understand anything in the future."

"It's easy to say, after you have mastered the routine, I will teach you various disassembly and changes."

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, I'm leaving."

The two children of Zhang Guangpu's family were very polite and waved to Wan Feng who was going out: "Goodbye, brother."

They must have hoped that Wan Feng would come every day.

After Wan Feng left, Zhang Guangpu's daughter-in-law was uneasy looking at the pile of things Wan Feng had brought. These things were probably worth ten or eight yuan, which was an important gift at the time.

"What is this kid doing with so many things? Isn't it asking you to beat someone?"

Zhang Guangpu smiled: "Where are you thinking, he wants to learn wrestling from me."

"I don't know how this child's character is. We can't afford it if he learns to make trouble everywhere."

"This child has learned martial arts before, and the master who taught him is also an educated youth. If you dare to teach him, you probably know the character of this child, so there should be no problem."

Zhang Guangpu's daughter-in-law let go of the knot in her heart, and then began to appreciate the pile of gifts.

Two bottles of Chen Xiang, which are absolutely good wines in the local area, one bottle of yellow peaches and one bottle of canned apples.

There are four paper bags left, and one of the opened paper bags is sugar. What are the other two paper bags?
She eagerly opened a paper bag, which still contained candy.

There was an exclamation as she opened the last packet.

Inside are two pairs of rusty nylon silk socks and a floral gauze scarf.

At that time, rural people hardly wore socks, especially in summer, unless they were visiting relatives or going out for business.

When wearing socks in winter, they only wear cotton socks that cost more than [-] cents a pair, or they knit socks with wool. Nylon silk socks that cost nearly [-] yuan a pair are a luxury. In rural areas, except for state employees Almost no one outside the family buys it.

Now Zhang Guangpu's daughter-in-law has two pairs of nylon stockings at once, which made her exclaim.

In addition to socks, there is also a scarf, which is also a very high-grade decoration in the countryside.

It's just that the joy only stayed on her face for no more than a minute.

"Where did this kid get so much money? Could it be a thief or something?"

This issue also attracted Zhang Guangpu's attention, and he felt uncomfortable. It was only after eight o'clock when he came to Song Yuancheng's house overnight.

(End of this chapter)

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