Age: My Small World

Chapter 135: Combination Skills
"Aunt San, let me help you." Cheng Xiaoyu stumbled over the topic again.

In fact, she did it on purpose, thinking that being more simple would please her aunt.

"Mom, I'll help you too."

This time, Li Xiaohua left Cheng Xiaoyu to help, and then drove Yang Yumei away.

"There are so many people here, what can you do to help? Go light the fire and put the casserole on the stove. It's not easy to light the stove."

The clay pot at home is bigger than the one Yang Jun uses. Its thicker outer layer makes it less likely to bear stress, so it has to be heated in advance.

While kneading the dough, they were chatting about things that should not be heard.

"Xiao Yu'er, I see you've gained weight. When you get married, you'll probably give birth to several strong boys. But you've got enough water. We can't let the children starve."

Li Xiaohua meant something.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt shy when she heard that, and propped up her cheeks and said, "Auntie, I'm sure there's no problem."

"Haha, good girl, good boy, come over more often in the future and let Xiaoshan chat with you more. I remember you used to come and wake him up often."

The little girl understood Li Xiaohua's thoughts even more and was pleasantly surprised for a moment.

This obviously creates opportunities for the two of them.

"I understand, auntie."

Without Yang Jun's knowledge, I almost arranged it for him.

Of course, if this situation continues, he will generally let it take its course.

While eating dumplings in the evening, Yang Jun was a little puzzled as to why Cheng Xiaoyu kept stealing glances at him, but he didn't care.

The dumplings were filled with meat, which finally gave everyone’s stomachs, which had been empty for several days, a taste of meat.

Finally, Yang Jun asked Cheng Xiaoyu to take twenty back, which were for Aunt Fan Ping and Cheng Aimin.

We can eat all the dumplings no matter how many there are, but these are reserved in advance.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I will come to help tomorrow." The little girl went back with a bright smile and started jumping on her feet.

"Are you so happy to come to work?" He shrugged.

By mid-November, almost all the land in the village had been planted before winter officially arrived.

But starting from the second day, the falling snowflakes meant that winter had arrived this year.

"Snowing."

Pushing open the window of the back room, Yang Jun sat down at the table.

This is his room. There is an extra table and stool in it. They are quite old and about to fall apart.

This is it, and he had to find it from the small compartment and repair it.

"It's time to go see Master. Don't let him get too cold."

He also thought of bringing some food for the old man to store, otherwise it would be difficult for him to get food in the city.

This time, Yang Jun did not go into the city alone, he brought Cheng Xiaoyu with him.

After winter, there is not much work to do and her family has nothing to do.

The firewood had been collected long ago, so there was no need to rush to collect firewood these two days.

However, after returning, some young people were keen on setting traps in the back mountain, hoping to get some meat to eat, but unfortunately they didn't get much.

"Brother Xiaoshan, are we just going to go see Mr. Hu? Or how about we go to the school and take a look?" Cheng Xiaoyu suggested.

She is still upset about the school not having classes for such a long time.

Although Yang Jun occasionally tutors her, Cheng Xiaoyu is also looking forward to studying in school, which will give her a better sense of reading.

Yang Jun had no objection and nodded.

"Let's go check it out after we see Master. We don't know what's going on with Teacher Cao Wen and Teacher Wei Ran."

Cao Wen is a model teacher with a strong sense of responsibility. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to suspend classes during this period.

Yang Jun hasn't been to Wei Ran's class for two weeks, and he's afraid that the teacher must be very angry.

I came to Nanying Lane with Cheng Xiaoyu and still knocked gently on the door of Mr. Hu's house.

"I'm here, come in." Mr. Hu could tell that it was Yang Jun knocking on the door. After all, everyone has different habits.

"Oh, Master, you're drinking now."

I arrived just in time when Mr. Hu was drinking some wine.

"Hello, Grandpa Hu."

Mr. Hu took a look at Cheng Xiaoyu and found that he knew her, so he nodded and didn't pay any more attention to her.

He was lying at the door of the living room, watching the falling snow in the yard.

Although the snow is light, it still creates a unique scenery.

"Why did you suddenly come into the city? Have you already practiced the 108 moves?"

Mr. Hu asked calmly.

Yang Jun said confidently, "Master, I've really gotten the hang of these 108 exercises. I think I can continue learning."

He had only learned the basics of Tongbeiquan, and there was still much more waiting for him.

Mr. Hu opened his eyes, looked at Yang Jun, and suddenly asked, "What happened? Did you fight with someone?"

"It was just a one-time thing I had to do, but I feel like I've made great progress." Yang Jun smiled awkwardly.

Mr. Hu's expression suddenly became much more serious, and he said sternly, "Yang Jun, in my school, we don't value competitiveness. You must remember this."

It was the first time he mentioned Yang Jun's name directly.

"Grandpa Hu, Brother Xiaoshan didn't do it on purpose. Someone deliberately blocked our way, so we had no choice." Seeing this, Cheng Xiaoyu began to defend Yang Jun.

"Xiao Yu'er, it's okay." Yang Jun smiled and pulled her arm.

Sure enough, Mr. Hu did not scold him.

"Although it was wrong to attack, as martial artists of my generation, we are passionate. It's understandable that you attacked when you encountered something like this. Just don't hurt innocent people in the future."

"Of course I am just a student. How could I be so competitive?" Yang Jun shook his head.

Mr. Hu Ba said no more, and then said: "Since you are here, today is a good opportunity to teach you some self-defense skills."

"Come here and be my shelf."

Yang Jun approached as instructed and then attacked quickly.

"Good boy, you even know how to launch a sneak attack."

Mr. Hu was startled, then laughed angrily.

"Come on, let me show you what a combo of hands is."

He was not in a hurry, and his hands climbed up like two long snakes, trying to restrain Yang Jun's arms.

The so-called "lianshou" means continuously.

One wave of attack was resolved, and Mr. Hu's second wave of attack arrived immediately.

With his technical support, a pair of hands even became dazzling.

Yang Jun barely had time to react before Hu Baye blocked all his attacking positions, and in the end he was captured by a pair of hands, unable to break free.

"This is what I'm going to teach you today, hand techniques."

Mr. Hu sat down again. He did not take the previous competition seriously.

"Connecting hands is one of the trickier techniques in Tongbeiquan."

"This style of boxing originally emphasizes the use of wide-open and wide-open techniques, but during the transitions, there are also some techniques that are best used to assist in the attack. Thus, the continuous hand technique was born, and it is most effective at grabbing the opponent's arm."

"If someone's arm is entangled by you, even if you use your hand skills, they will basically be unable to recover. This is the combination of hardness and softness in Tongbeiquan."

"Master, I find it quite difficult." Yang Jun started out by learning big opening and closing movements, and suddenly had to learn such flexible techniques, which was a big contrast.

"What do you think the 108 hand exercises you learned before were for? They were meant to let you experience the full range of movement. Now, combining strength and flexibility is the most profound way to gain understanding."

Is it true that the greater the contrast, the more stimulating it is? !

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