Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

It seemed as if there was someone fighting with her on the opposite side. With the last slap, the tree trunk in front of her, as thick as her arm, broke with a loud bang.

Han Zhaozhao came back to his senses and looked at the treetops swaying as if hit by a strong wind.

Old Man Jin was stunned and fell silent! Genius! What a fucking martial arts genius! He had seen the legendary genius!

After a while, the old man found his voice again, "Girl, do you want to learn Tai Chi? My uncle is still in need of an apprentice."

Han Zhaozhao was confused, "Disciple, who is short of a disciple?" Well, this was the first time she encountered such a phenomenon, and she couldn't recover for a long time!

Old Jintou even forgot to let Han Zhaozhao sing. He chased after her and asked, "Girl, what did you realize just now? How do you think you need to practice martial arts to reach your current state?"

Han Zhaozhao smoothed the flying hair on his head and thought for a while before saying, "It's hard to say. This is the first time I've encountered such a situation."

"Just talk casually and I'll listen casually. Don't be nervous, just talk! It doesn't matter if you say good or bad things. I feel like you can give me some inspiration."

Being stared at by the sincere eyes of Old Jintou, Han Zhaozhao knew that if he didn't talk nonsense, he would not be able to pass the test today. "Practicing martial arts requires training conditioned reflexes, so that the body follows my heart, I can move when I want to move, and be still when I want to be still, and I can do it with ease.

When moving, you must control it properly and accurately. When you want to punch, you punch immediately. Your body follows your mind.

When practicing martial arts, one must reach a state where the body and mind are in sync, doing it with ease, and achieving unity of body and mind!

To put it simply, the first step is to practice proficiency. At the very least, you must practice every move and every form until you have muscle memory.

The second step is to integrate and understand it. My mind is unclear now, so I won’t talk nonsense with you. I believe that you have practiced martial arts for most of your life and understand it better than me.

Okay, bye old man, see you tomorrow!"

He ran away as soon as he finished speaking, and soon disappeared into the alley.

Old Jintou was left standing at the entrance of the park, muttering to himself: "Muscle memory? Muscle memory? What is muscle memory? Muscles have memory?"

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master Jin, what are you doing? Uncle Master Jin!" The middle-aged man walked behind the old man Jin and shouted, but there was no response. He was frightened, "Oh my God, Uncle Master Jin, is he possessed by evil spirits?"

"Bah, you're the one who's possessed by evil spirits, and you've even had a stroke! You little bastard, I just dragged you to fight with me, why are you cursing me? You're such a small-minded man! Humph, don't talk to me!"

Old Jintou vented for a while, then walked away angrily with his hands behind his back.

"Hey? Old man, what did I do? Am I wrong to care about you?

"My kindness is really taken for granted. Good people don't get good rewards. Humph, I'm unlucky to be scolded so early in the morning!"

The middle-aged man also went home angrily.

After returning home and having breakfast and sending the old lady out, Han Zhaozhao plunged into the space to work.

I set up racks for the banana trees, removed leaves, thinned flowers and fruits. I also spent half a day pruning, grafting, shaping, and thinning flowers and fruits for the apple, pear, date, pomegranate and grape trees.

The cut young leaves are transported to the cattle pen by tricycle to feed the cattle. When I get tired, I drink tea, read books and rest.

After enough rest, I planted the sweet potatoes.

After having lunch in the space at noon, picking up eggs and feeding the poultry, Han Zhaozhao killed thirty roosters, boiled water, removed the feathers and internal organs, put on a large stainless steel pot, added seasonings and made a pot of roast chicken.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Zhaozhao washed off the strong smell of roast chicken on his body, changed his clothes and left the space.

I went to the scrap collection station to pick up Wu Ni, washed her hair, found a razor and shaved her head without saying a word.

The little girl stared at her with tears in her eyes, and Han Zhaozhao felt inexplicably guilty.

"What are you looking at? I'm doing this for your own good. I've already washed you a bath, and your grandma has made you new clothes. I won't shave your hair. Do you want to get lice if you keep it that way?

Look at the nits at the roots of your hair. Even the anti-lice medicine can’t kill them.

It’s so nice to shave your head. All the lice and nits will be eliminated. They will grow back in a month at most.

By then, your hair will be darker and more beautiful when it grows out! I'll buy you a hairband and ask your grandma to braid your hair into pigtails. Isn't that better than leaving your hair as a yellow mess?"

Han Zhaozhao kept talking, blah, blah, not giving Wu Ni any chance to cry.

Wu Ni held her head with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes but unable to fall. She said pitifully, "Sister...sister, my head is cold!"

Han Zhaozhao... doesn't she dislike ugliness? "Hey, hey, what are you afraid of being cold? Wait, I'll find you a hat."

Han Zhaozhao admired his own craftsmanship: What a big green-skinned braised egg!

Can't help but laugh!

"Sister..." Wu Ni called out in a gentle and sad voice.

Han Zhaozhao laughed so hard that he choked. He went back to his room and smuggled out a thin rose-red cashmere hat from his closet.

This hat was bought for her granddaughter in her previous life, and she spent more than three hundred yuan on it, but the girl thought it was too gaudy and said it would be embarrassing for her to wear it.

Well, there is a big bag of clothes, shoes, hats and accessories suitable for little girls in the space, which are all her grandmother's thoughts. Unfortunately, her daughter-in-law and granddaughter do not have the same aesthetic taste as her, so they have never worn them!

Her kindness is wasted!

Wu Ni put on the cashmere hat and stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself left and right. "Sister, is this yours? It would be a waste if I wear it, right?

Don't worry, I will take good care of it. When my hair grows out, I will wash it for you. I promise that you can wear it even when it gets cold."

Well, what a pity, this child is skinny and dark yellow, and the rose red makes him look darker. Fortunately, Wu Ni herself doesn't dislike it, and she looks pretty good in it. Look, if there is something she likes, she will talk more.

"No need to return it, I'll give it to you!"

Han Zhaozhao waved his hand, feeling secretly delighted. Finally, he didn't have to keep it in the bottom of the box anymore. He just gave it away.

The child was very diligent. He cleaned the house by himself, watched Han Zhaozhao catch chickens in the backyard, and followed him to pull weeds in the vegetable garden.

After Han Zhaozhao killed the chicken, she boiled water and plucked the feathers. Wu Ni didn't mind the smell at all. She followed her happily, handing her a bowl, a knife, and pouring water for her. She was very diligent.

"Go, go, go play somewhere else. Don't you find it boring?"

Han Zhaozhao: He keeps circling around me like a scoundrel. He's really in the way! She almost stepped on my foot a few times when I turned around.

Wu Ni smiled happily, "It doesn't taste good! How can chicken taste good?"

Han Zhaozhao: This is raw, raw! It seems that this child has a problem with his nose!

"Don't get in the way here. If you have nothing else to do, expand the tree pit in the yard and scoop water from the water tank to water the tree."

"Oh! Okay, I'll go water the trees." Wu Ni went to water the trees reluctantly, her eyes sneaking glances at the white-striped chicken in her hand, as if she was afraid that she would steal some.

Han Zhaozhao was speechless. "Focus on it. Don't scoop too much. It will wet your clothes and make your grandma angry with me."

"Got it, I'll be careful!"

While chopping the chicken, Han Zhaozhao was thinking, although Wu Ni looks innocent, she is actually very cunning!