The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The Chinese New Year is a moment of reunion, joy, warmth, and excitement. The Chinese have given too much meaning to the New Year, and the blood also carries too much joy.

Although he can't be with his family this year, even in the unfamiliar city of Yanjing, Yang Dongxu still has a smile on his face due to the full flavor of the year.

The big rooster flapping its wings and struggling on the ground, the bone soup gurgling and tumbling in the pot, the busy figures in front of the chopping board, and the children chasing and beating in the alley at the entrance, everything seemed so harmonious. Even Zhou Yiren, who looked more and more serious and serious, never lost the smile on his face all morning.

"Can't you help?" Yang Dongxu, who was squatting at the door watching the children playing and eating melon seeds, was slapped on the back of the head.

"Help, didn't they let me go? Why did you, a restless person, come out?" Yang Dongxu moved to the side to make room for old man Xuan.

Today the sun is shining all over the body and people are lazy, but I don't know if Yang Dongxu has a mean temper. Lying on the rocking chair in the yard and basking in the sun always feels uncomfortable, but when I come to the door and squat like a turtle, I feel refreshed all over my body.

"Where are so many strange words coming from?" Old man Xuan raised his hand and slapped Yang Dongxu again.

Yang Dongxu had nothing to do because he was young, whether it was Wu Aibing's mother, Zhou Ya, or even the usually strict Zhou Yiren, they all let him eat while he was eating, and he didn't need the help of a little kid like Yang Dongxu.

Old man Xuan has nothing to do because he is old, although his body is very strong compared to an old man in his fifties. But after all, he is the oldest in the family, so naturally Zhou Yiren and his party can't always watch an old man gossip about, can they?

"Aren't you eight years old this year?" Old man Xuan looked back at the room, and there seemed to be a smile in his wrinkles.

Today, even though he was despised by others for being old, he was not allowed to do this, and he was not allowed to do that, but old man Xuan felt warm in his heart. His usually cold face was smiling today, but he didn't have a good look at Yang Dongxu.

"If I am one year older according to the standard, I will be eight years old after 12 o'clock tonight. If it is a few months away according to my birthday, what's the matter?" Yang Dongxu turned his head and glanced at the old man Xuan, and put his hand into his pocket I grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to him.

Recently, Yang Dongxu has never lacked snacks in his pocket, whether it is in the courtyard or in the new house. Every day, the pockets are stuffed with bulging bags. Melon seed shells and peanut shells are flying around in the alley.

Yang Dongxu littering? Sorry, I didn't see where the trash can was in the whole alley? Although Zhou Ya still had to clean up the area belonging to her own yard after being thrown in the alley, Yang Dongxu felt much more at ease than if she was thrown in the house or in the yard.

"Restrain yourself, kid. If you dare to mess around on such a good day, I won't beat you to death." Old man Xuan glared at Yang Dongxu.

"Hey, old man Xuan, I didn't do anything mischievous, did I?" Yang Dongxu said with a speechless expression.

"I want you to be as mischievous as these fart kids. You are not a good person by nature with evil eyebrows. Before doing anything in the future, think about your family and this hard-won good life."

Yang Dongxu moved to the side again, and decided to stay away from this old man who has become a magic stick again. He must be blessed with pearls hidden in his shit eyebrows. Before he was reborn, he had a mole in his eyebrows, so he had been a bachelor for more than forty years. Can't even marry a wife?

Now there is another brow hidden evil, this old man must have never seen a black man, after a few years when the country is opened up and black people come to Yanjing City, according to his statement, all black people must have a black seal, there must be a disaster, if this If the statement is true, the black people would have died a long time ago.

"Old man Xuan, when can I practice kung fu?" Yang Dongxu had a look of hope in his eyes.

Ever since he was shopping for New Year's goods two days ago, Yang Dongxu's eyes have been hot when he saw the old man Xuan's catching thieves like a rabbit. Putting aside the matter of letting go of the magic stick, the old man in front of him still has a lot of real skills.

"First strengthen your foundation and cultivate your strength, then I will teach you how to breathe, and then exercise your body." The old man Xuan squatted beside Yang Dongxu, eating melon seeds. He didn't care if Yang Dongxu didn't believe the warning words just now, anyway, he still had I can live for several years, as long as I am looking at this kid, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Old man Xuan, are you bluffing me? Don't those masters in the world always say that they practice martial arts at the age of three and use knives at the age of five? Why do I always use medicine?" Yang Dongxu looked at the old man Xuan with some disbelief.

Think about the forums of famous masters in later generations, those masters in movies and TV shows who do not move their hands have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they can't wait to say that they even have innate qi from the womb, which is better than cultivating immortals.

Yang Dongxu felt that it was a bit unreliable for the old man Xuan to let him not know that it would be a bit unreliable to exercise his body again in the Year of the Monkey. After all, let's not talk about those messy things, the younger the age, the stronger the plasticity, which is definitely scientifically based.

"You shit practice martial arts at the age of three, and use knives at the age of five? You are not a dead man, you need to squeeze your body from an early age. If you really want to practice, you can do it. If you don't grow tall in the future, you will start to lose your soreness after fifty. Don't blame me if you have to chop it off."

Yang Dongxu carefully looked at every expression on Old Man Xuan's face, and found that he didn't look like he was joking, so he sighed: "Okay then."

Yang Dongxu really doesn't know at what age he can practice martial arts, after all, he had never experienced this before his rebirth. But for a child of seven or eight years old, he still understands that training his muscles will affect his growth.

Before his rebirth, Yang Dongxu's height was 175, which is indeed not short among his generation. But after the year 2000, it was not enough to see the tall man with a height of more than 1.8 meters, so he still wanted to make himself taller.

Among other things, if you can play basketball when you enter junior high school or high school, the taller will definitely have an advantage. Thinking about the three-step layup, or even a direct dunk, Yang Dongxu felt a little excited. The nirvana of teasing girls to be handsome is a must.

Seeing that Yang Dongxu no longer struggled with the matter of when he could practice martial arts, old man Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Are you seven or eight years old and really can't practice martial arts? Obviously, it is also true that many martial arts masters have laid their foundations since childhood.

But the old man Yang Dongxu's eyebrows hidden Shaxuan was not just joking. Yang Dongxu was not allowed to practice martial arts early because he was afraid that something would happen to him if he was young and energetic. Nourished by the power of the secret recipe, and with the foundation, he can breathe out and practice internally, and then learn some fierce moves.

This is old man Xuan's plan for Yang Dongxu to practice martial arts. According to his idea, if it can be delayed until Yang Dongxu marries a wife and has children. At that time, my temperament can be stabilized, so I won't be aggressive if I have martial arts.

At the same time, meditation and breathing can also reduce the impetuousness of some young people, so two-pronged approach. It can eliminate a little evil in Yang Dongxu's heart.

Yang Dongxu didn't know what old man Xuan was thinking, but he didn't really want to practice martial arts, and the reason why he wanted to practice martial arts was just to look handsome. As a person who has experienced it, he knows very well that no matter how skilled he is, he is afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention the watermelon knives flying around in future generations.

So think about it, if you want to become a master, you need to practice three times in winter and three times in summer. He doesn't have that perseverance at all. So he didn't even think about becoming a master.

What he wants is to have big kids bullying him in school, and he can beat him with both hands. When I grew up and went shopping with my girlfriend, I met a few hooligans who whistled at my girlfriend, and killed them all with three punches and two kicks.

Then his girlfriend's eyes were full of little stars, and then he gave himself a hot kiss, just thinking about it made people drool. As for security issues, are you afraid of not having bodyguards if you have money? Walking in front, followed by the bodyguard Dorafeng wearing sunglasses and a suit, thinking about it makes people

Firewood is burning under the pot, and various dishes are placed on the side of the pot, which is wider than ordinary pots. When the lid is opened, the rich meat aroma spreads over the surface. The pot stickers next to it are already cooked. Once the small door is closed, the room is warm. , everyone took off their coats.

Ground pot chicken, the authentic ground pot chicken, a big domestic rooster that eats grain and worms, added the bean paste with old man Xuan's secret recipe, and the taste of the slightly burnt pot stickers with the meaty aroma is simply delicious.

"You're the one who cares most about food." Two days ago, Zhou Yiren, who angrily reprimanded Yang Dongxu for making a hole in the wall of the wing room and making a mess of a stove, now had a smile on his face, although his tone was reproachful, But he couldn't hide the kindness in his eyes when he looked at Yang Dongxu.

"We'll have hot pot in two days. A copper pot on the coal stove is always so uncomfortable. It's good to use this." Next to him, drinking a sip of wine and eating a bite of meat, he brushed his mustache from time to time. For the first time, I praised Yang Dongxu's work.

"Okay, okay." Yang Dongxu agreed with both hands. He has eaten hot pot cooked on flammable ice, and he has also eaten hot pot cooked on an induction cooker or a gas stove. He has never tried hot pot in a ground pot. He is full of expectations.

"Just know how to eat." Zhou Yiren gave Yang Dongxu a look.

"Come on, Master Xuan, let me offer you a toast. Thank you for taking care of me these days." Wu Aibing picked up his glass and stood up.

Old man Xuan nodded with a smile on his face and bumped into Wu Aibing.

Then Wu Aibing offered a cup to Zhou Yiren, then his mother, Zhou Ya, and finally Yang Dongxu. Watching Wu Aibing know the rules so well and Yang Dongxu doesn't care about anything, his mouth is full of oil, Zhou Yiren poked his forehead directly with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

Yang Dongxu naturally knew the rules of toasting wine to the elders at the wine table. At this moment, I can't help complaining in my heart, don't you all want me to be an honest kid? Now I am a kid who only cares about eating, and I am dissatisfied with this and that.

Co-authors, you not only want me to be talented in the future, but also want to discipline me strictly so as not to destroy my nature, like a golden cudgel. Such a request is a bit unreasonable!