My mother and grandfather finally turned down the meal, and the neighbors were puzzled by this, but I secretly gave my mother and grandfather a thumbs up.

"Don't have greed, don't have delusions!"

There are three thousand great ways, officials have official ways, and business has business ways... If ordinary people also have Tao, these eight words are the foundation for a stable life!

This is different from having a motivated mind or not. It is just the fundamental truth. The Confucian doctrine of mean is the same. It is a good thing to cultivate oneself and improve one's virtues and to prevent external demons and internal demons.

Li Yuejin was a little surprised and couldn't come to the stage. I wanted him to help with Teacher Fan's affairs, so of course I couldn't embarrass him too much, so I said, "Grandpa Li, why not invite me to eat ice cream and drink sour plum soup, I'm greedy for this."

“Ice cream, sour plum soup?”

Li Yuejin looked at me and nodded with a smile: "Okay, the weather is so hot, I want to have a cold mouthful, let's go Xiaodong."

It is actually just a cover to eat ice cream and drink sour plum soup. I want to find an opportunity to talk about Teacher Fan and rely on Li Yuejin's power to help her.

Unexpectedly, Li Yuejin is really a wonderful person. I just mentioned a few words and then he made a decision. He first scolded the primary school principal, and then looked at me and said, "Talents like Teacher Fan must be placed on the most suitable stage to play a role and not waste talents." So Xiaodong, I will say hello to Director Dou of the Education Bureau and let her go to No. 1 Middle School, and you and the teacher will go to school together. This is a good story.

I stretched out my thumb and almost poked his chin, saying, Grandpa Li, you are so nice, you are simply Bao Qingtian and Kou Tianguan. There are not many good officials like you now. I would like to thank you on behalf of the whole class.

Li Yuejin nodded and smiled and said yes, "I know he doesn't care about the other classmates' thoughts at all. As long as I, a little nobleman, are satisfied, and he will feel at ease, ensuring that his teeth are good and good health is good, and he will eat whatever he wants...

***

Wang Zhan has received a positive answer from Teacher Jiang Hua and will take him to the triennial martial arts seminar in Cangzhou, Hebei.

A grand event in a small circle like this has always been kept confidential to the outside world, and those who can participate are boxers and martial artists with real talents; if you want to participate at a disciple level like him, you must be nominated for a master above Huajin to succeed. This time, Uncle Wang Liang spoke and gave him this place.

It can be said that Wang Zhan only had to go to the meeting for a while, without having to talk or speak. From then on, even if he gained a foothold in the national martial arts world. Even if he learned martial arts stars Li Jie and Chen Long, he went to Hong Kong to open a library to teach his apprentice, no one would cause trouble for him, even if he was just a thirteen-year-old child.

I have participated in a seminar in Cangzhou and I am a celebrity. This is not a joke. Many so-called provincial and national martial arts performance champions cannot even find the seminar. At present, in China, the real martial arts world and those martial arts teams and martial arts schools with the titles of the central and provincial level are just two circles, and they are incompatible.

"Old Zhang, it's a pity that you don't go to such a grand seminar? Do you have to follow your grandfather back to your hometown?" This guy wanted to persuade me.

"Stop talking, I didn't have much interest in martial arts seminars..."

I glanced at him: "Maodan, tell me honestly that you learned martial arts just to play. Now, should you seriously develop on this road or continue playing?"

"Of course, it's been developed seriously."

Wang Zhan nodded solemnly and said, "There is a fire of martial arts in the country now. Have you seen the big star Li Jie in Hong Kong? How glorious will it be to open a martial arts school in the United States be? I have thought about it. As long as I continue to work hard, my future development will definitely not be worse than his. Then my parents will have a good life."

He is a filial child...

I nodded slightly. Wang Zhan also had a sister above him. The family was not as good as it was, so it was not good. It was said that the poor children were already in the family, and it was true.

"Then I wish you a day earlier to realize your wish." I stretched out my hand with a smile.

"I also wish you a happy time, to be admitted to key universities in the future, to be a scientist, and to be a doctor!" Wang Zhan slapped me hard and laughed silly.

Perhaps in his opinion, I don’t care much about martial arts, so I should focus on my studies. I smiled and didn’t explain anything.

***

Even in the early 1990s, Mount Eighth Limeng was still a poor, poor area with a "four blocks, boats and vehicles, foreign goods, and local goods cannot be used. Like other old revolutionary areas, this place that also used millet to feed the Eighth Route Army soldiers. Due to the harsh geographical environment, life was still very difficult. Except for a few areas close to cities, it was better to live, most areas were still struggling on the food and clothing line.

The eight hundred miles of Yimeng is a general term, with barren lands with plains, hills, and deep mountains, bright moons and wild wolves howling. My grandfather's hometown is called "Leizi Village", which is located on barren land. It is said that in the nearby old forest, not only wolves, but also leopards have appeared. Many piglets raised by the villagers' homes were taken away by it, and the blood was scared to death.

We first took a long-distance bus to Linyi, and then transferred to a small town. There were no long-distance buses here, only donkey carriages driven by fellow villagers and open iron carriages pulled by tractors. But I heard from my uncle that from here to Leizi Village, even if we take a carriage, we have to walk for a day and a night...

I looked at my grandfather with some concern. Although he has become much stronger recently, he is almost seventy years old. How can he withstand such trouble? My grandfather looked very excited and said, "Let's find a tractor, let's give you enough money."

I had to do this. Fortunately, I was by my side. If I didn’t work, I secretly used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to help my grandfather regulate my body, and there would be no problem. Finally, I negotiated with a fellow villager who drove a tractor and sent us to the ground for 80 yuan, so I could only take a meal and sleep for a while.

Fortunately, my mother was careful and prepared a thick cotton mat when she came. I spread the mat in the middle of the iron carriage, let my grandfather sit on it, and then leaned behind her, so that she could convey the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to him at any time. The tractor rang a few times, and thick black smoke came out and we set off on the road.

Along the way, my grandfather was full of energy and kept talking about his hometown with his uncle.

Such a remote countryside is really so good? I gradually became excited and fantasized about what my grandfather and the others said, the black forest, the ten-mile meadow, the Bizhu Mountain, the wild wolf nest... I also felt a little fascinated. I really wanted to rush to Leizi Village immediately to see if there were any grandfather and the others said so well and so tempting.

Before I knew it, the mountains, the water, and the village seemed to have such an indescribable connection with me, and I seemed to smell the smell of earth with the fragrance of manure in my hometown in the wind.

It seems that the little Tuoer is used to sitting in this kind of iron car with no shock absorption and no seats. Once she gets on the bus, she is not idle. She jumps up and down like a living monkey, holding a plastic water gun that I want to leave from here, shooting everywhere, and screaming "bang" in her mouth. I don't know if she is playing the Eighth Route Army soldiers or the enemy puppet army...

Before we knew it, the road gradually became darker, and a bright moon quietly climbed into the sky.

It's late at night, it's a little cold...

ps: The reward from fellow Taoist ‘l Lu Lei’, fellow Taoists, what stories will happen in Lezi Village? Stay tuned...Haha:)

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Chapter completed!