80s Taoism

When treating the injured macaques, Zhang Jiaohua would inevitably scold the group of wild boars.

"This group of stupid pigs should be killed and eaten. I don't know the severity of the attack. I don't know how to scare and scare them. They really broke their limbs." Zhang Ming took the boss's strength to heal the injuries of dozens of macaques. Fortunately, there were no serious injuries. Zhang Jiaohua's semi-hydration technique can handle it. In order to prevent these injured macaques from being permanently disabled, Zhang Jiaohua went to the mountains to collect some medicine.

In the past, Mei Shanshui's greatest profession was to cure diseases and save lives. Therefore, most of the water methods in Meishan Water Method are techniques that are closely related to saving lives and healing the wounded. Meishan water master not only turns water, but also uses medicine. Meishan Shuishi's medicine has some origins with traditional Chinese medicine, but there are also great differences. Sailor Meishan pays more attention to the combination of water method in medicine, which also makes the treatment method of Sailor more miraculous. However, with the turmoil and changes in the society, the inheritance of the real Meishan sailors has disappeared in the long river of time. How many sailors are still able to save lives and heal the wounded with water and medicine? It gives the impression that Mei Shanshui master has become synonymous with superstition.

Zhang Wenrong and the others felt wronged for those wild boars who were in full swing in the gardening field. In that case, do you still care about playing lightly? It's not a dinner party, it's a fight, okay? But they dare not say this.

"Biaohua, your water is more effective than a doctor's injection and medicine. You can forget about being a doctor in the future. You don't need injections or medicine, and all the money you earn is in your pocket." Zhang Jiagen squatted on the ground and watched the medicine.

Zhang Hangao tapped Zhang Jiagen on the head, "The beggar is a master of Mei Shanshui, who is hundreds of times stronger than those doctors, yet you are comparing beggars with those doctors. There are tens of thousands of doctors in the world. How many Mei Shanshui masters are there in the world?"

Zhang Wenrong gave Zhang Hangao a strange look, "Henkel, what you said makes sense. It doesn't sound like it came out of your mouth. You really thought of it?"

Zhang Hangao scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment, "I heard people in the village talk about it. Grandpa Jiwang often said that."

"No wonder." Zhang Wenrong nodded.

"The soldiers in the village seem to be planning to go to Guangdong next year to work. What's so good about a big city? When you go outside, there is no place to cry when you want to cry." Zhang Jiagen said suddenly. He said that it is not good to go out to work, and anyone can see that his eyes are full of longing for the big city. These days, people in the village are all running to Guangdong, and the letters they come back are full of boasting about the big city, as well as the money sent back through the post office every month. It has already caused the calm mountain village to surge with thoughts.

Zhang Wenrong and Zhang Hangao didn't talk to each other, they became quiet, and they also began to look forward to life outside. But if he goes out, he can no longer work with Zhang Jiaohua, nor can he learn Kung Fu from Zhang Jiaohua. But Kung Fu can't be eaten as a meal these days. Although Zhang Jiaohua pays them wages every month, who would want to live in this poor mountain valley for the rest of their lives?

"If you want to go out, follow everyone to Guangdong next year. It's useless to stay in Meizi'ao." Zhang Jiaohua didn't know when he appeared behind the three of them.

"Calling flowers, I don't mean that. I'm just talking about these people in the village. They only know how to go to Guangdong!" Zhang Jiagen hurriedly explained.

Zhang Jiaohua laughed and said, "Why are you panicking? Do you think I'm a child who doesn't understand these principles? From the time my parents went to Guangdong, I knew that people in the village would run out sooner or later. If you don't run out now when you're young, are you going to stay in this mountain den all your life like my grandfather and the old people? Don't you watch TV every day? The outside world is developing so fast, and our Meiziao is still the same. You guys, practice when you have strength outside.”

"Beautiful, in fact, we are very good in the garden. Don't you still pay us wages every month? Why do you have to go outside so hard?" Zhang Wenrong was a little insincere.

"Forget it, don't talk nonsense. If you are willing to stay in the gardening field to feed wild boars, I will look down on you. Others can make a name for themselves outside, why can you only stay in the gardening field? It is good to go outside, the outside world is bigger and your horizons are wider. Don't nest here with me. When I grow up, I will go outside. My parents may come back to pick me up to Guangdong in the future. At that time, if I leave, you will still guard this gardening field What are you doing? Feeding pigs for the rest of your life?" Zhang Jiaohua's speech and behavior became less and less like that of an eight-year-old child. But in the eyes of Zhang Wenrong and the others, they were not surprised. They are used to such a little monster.

This time, Zhang Wenrong and the others fell silent. They were conflicted in their hearts, and it was difficult to decide whether to go or not. Although they are older than Zhang Jiaohua, they are only seventeen or eighteen years old. Faced with the most important decision in their lives, how can they make a decision so easily?

Keep? Is it really possible to ignore the temptation of the vast world of the big city? People of the same age have already started to send money back from Guangdong. They also don't want to spend their whole lives in gardening farms shooting pigweed to feed pigs.

Walk? Although the days in the gardening field were a bit rough, the days here were also the most exciting days in their lives. Learn real kung fu and earn your own glory with your own labor and sweat. Unknowingly, they have already established a strange relationship with this kid who is ten years younger than them. Like master and apprentice. Like family. How dare you!

"If you don't talk, I'll take it as your agreement. Don't worry about the gardening field. Not all the villagers have gone to Guangdong, and there are always those who are willing to stay. If there is anything, I can invite them to do it. Now the wild boar basically doesn't have to take care of it. It can also help me dig the land. What are you worried about? You go out for a year first. Are you ready to go to Guangdong? You go with them. My parents said that there are factories everywhere in Guangdong, and now you can find jobs wherever you want. You have all gone to junior high school, and those who are educated can find a job better. My father didn’t finish elementary school, so he can enter the factory." Zhang Jiaohua helped Zhang Wenrong and the others make a decision.

"It's too soon. Or we'd better wait until the New Year is over." Zhang Wenrong couldn't make up his mind for a while. I want to take a break through this period of time. Who knew that a little brat would come up with a thought?

"What are you waiting for? Now that you have an idea in your mind, you must make up your mind to do it! As for practicing Kung Fu, if you can persist, you should persevere. In this world, Kung Fu is not worth it after all." No one can change what Zhang Jiaohua has decided.

So a few days later, Zhang Wenrong and the others packed their bags and went to Guangdong.

As soon as Zhang Wenrong and the others left, Zhang Jiaohua was the only one left in the gardening field, and suddenly felt empty, and suddenly felt very sad in his heart, and burst into tears. Zhang Jiaohua didn't understand why she was crying. Is it because Zhang Wenrong left, or did he think he hadn't seen his parents for a long time.

After crying, Zhang Jiaohua sat on the lawn of the gardening field, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky alone.

Zhang Manyin walked in, moved a stool and sat down, picked up the pipe and started to smoke the pipe in a bang. After smoking for a while, he began to speak, "Wen Rong and the others have gone to Guangdong?"

"The car this morning. I didn't go to see them off." Zhang Jiaohua secretly wiped away the tears from his eyes with his sleeve.

Zhang Manyin also pretended not to see it, knowing that this grandson is different from other children, and he still cares about face, "Your uncle said that if there is any work in your garden that you can't finish, he can come and do it. The family doesn't say anything about wages or free wages. But I thought to myself, my brothers will settle accounts. In the past, you gave Zhang Wenrong and others as much as you sent to your uncle. You let him do what you have to do. You have someone here to take care of you, so you should feel at ease."

"Yes." Zhang Jiaohua nodded, actually he had already thought about this matter. Uncle's house is much better now than before. There are also many things to do in gardening farms and pig farms. When school starts in September, he won't be able to do it by himself.

"Don't always stay alone in the gardening field. If you want to eat, go back to the old house and ask grandma to make it for you. Have you eaten today?" This is Zhang Manyin's main point. He is worried that Zhang Jiaohua will stay alone in the gardening field. The horticultural field is far away from the village, and there is no way to go to the village or go to the store.

"Eat." Zhang Jiaohua felt like crying again.

"Your grandma is worried about you, so let me come to accompany you at night." Zhang Manyin finished smoking, put the pipe on the ground and tapped it, knocking out the ash in the pipe.

The mountain leopard crawling on the ground seemed to dislike the smell of smoke in the air. It shrugged its nose a few times, moved its head a few times, then suddenly got up from the ground and ran to the garden for a stroll.

"I'm not afraid. You came out, my grandma is at home alone." Zhang Jiaohua felt warm in his heart.

"Our old house is in the middle of the village, and a tiger will not come and carry your grandma away." Zhang Manyin said with a chuckle.

Zhang Jiaohua also chuckled. Teenager's sorrow comes and goes quickly.

There was a gust of breeze in Meiziao, the leaves of the poplar trees beside Meizixi creek were rattling, and the stream was gurgling like a whisper.

The weather is about to change.