Age: My Small World

Chapter 475 Thank you

After leaving the office, Yang Jun rode his bike to Mr. Hu's yard.

Although I'm only back temporarily, I also want to go see the old man.

He also wanted to ask the Mi brothers to help him get some tickets.

I’ve bought a lot of things recently, so I’ve used up a lot of tickets.

Things like sugar coupons and meat coupons can be obtained in greater quantities.

There are also coal tickets. He needs to buy some and put them in the yard of Huyang Village, otherwise there will not be enough to burn for the rest of the winter.

Winter in Beijing lasts much longer than in the south, and spring is also relatively cold, so the fire at home cannot be extinguished. Burning coal is much more cost-effective than burning firewood.

"Well, Nan Ke's sewing machine must also be arranged."

When Gu Nanke has nothing to do at home, she will make clothes. It is more convenient to have a sewing machine.

Speaking of which, Cheng Xiaoyu's best skill is in making clothes, after all, she majored in textiles.

Mr. Hu's courtyard door is still the same as before, it opens with a push.

"Why are you back so early, you bastard?"

Mr. Hu, who was practicing Tai Chi, immediately stared at him in surprise.

"Master, morning."

Mr. Hu looked up at the sun which was almost noon and grinned.

"You look so tired, come inside first."

The two entered the house. The old man first wiped his face with a towel and stroked his beard before sitting down.

"There's hot water on the stove, make yourself some tea."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Jun took two tea bowls, brewed two cups of tea with ease, and handed one to the old man.

"This tea is good, Master." He took a sip before it was fully brewed.

Mr. Hu Ba said angrily, "How can you drink tea like that? It's like a cow chewing a peony."

Yang Jun said calmly, "As for tea, I just like to drink it to my heart's content."

The old man looked at him in surprise, and what he said sounded okay.

After a pause, he explained, "The tea was sent by the Mi brothers. They were about to thank you, but you had already left."

"What are you thanking me for?" Yang Jun asked curiously.

Mr. Hu laughed cheerfully, "It's just what we talked about last time. Their marriage is settled."

"Oh?" Yang Jun suddenly became interested.

"Which girl are you looking for?"

Unexpectedly, the old man sighed:
"Those were two unfortunate people. It was all fate."

"The last time Dashan and Xiaoliang went to collect things, they encountered two sisters begging for food on the roadside in West City..."

After Mr. Hu Baye said this, Yang Jun knew that the Mi brothers had met a pair of beggar sisters.

Perhaps their appearance reminded the two men of their past experiences, so they felt pity and saved them.

After a few interactions, things naturally got along well.

Brothers and sisters are a perfect match.

"Dashan said that if it weren't for you, those brothers might still be begging for food on the roadside." Mr. Hu continued to stroke his beard leisurely.

Yang Jun was a little amused and confused. It turned out that he was thanking him for this.

"Tell them to stop fussing. When we finally have a wedding date, I'll book a nice banquet for them to liven things up."

"By the way, is the house they live in enough? Do they want to rent a yard?"

Seeing Yang Jun's meticulous consideration for the two brothers, Mr. Hu felt somewhat relieved. However, he shook his head and said, "Dashan said they won't hold a wedding banquet, just go get the certificate, and at most invite us two over for a drink."

After all, Mr. Hu is the elder of the two, so they have to ask him to witness it.

Yang Jun smacked his lips with regret, "He said he'd find a good day to do it."

"What? Want to try your hand at their wedding banquet?"

"That can't be done."

After chatting, Yang Jun started to care about Mr. Hu's health again.

The old man drank a lot of his spiritual water, so he is naturally in good health and there is no need to worry.

"You bastard, do you really think I'm old? How about giving it a try?"

It was boring in winter, and Mr. Hu also felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, then you have to take it easy."

Yang Jun is now well-versed in dealing with Mr. Hu's test, but he must be careful not to hurt his master later.

With the same master-level skills, he can be said to be completely invincible.

Mr. Hu didn't know that his apprentice had already figured out how to let him go. He just thought that Yang Jun was better than his apprentice, but still lacked some talent to surpass him.

So this time, I thought of giving it a last try as a teacher.

When they actually started fighting, Yang Jun immediately understood the feeling of Mr. Hu Baye, and also realized how much the old man had let in when the two of them tried their hand.

The so-called grandmaster has completely integrated boxing into his instincts. Every strike he makes is a boxing move. He is not bound by any form of moves and there is no order of priority. He will naturally use the corresponding moves to the place where he hits, and even use a way that is more suitable for his body, which makes the power even greater.

In addition, the Grandmaster's control over strength has reached perfection, and with one punch, bricks and stones can be shattered.

There was no snow in the yard anymore and it was quite dry from the sun, so there was no need to worry about the ground being slippery.

The master and disciple used the same moves to fight back and forth.

Gradually, they all felt exhausted.

Mr. Hu Baye found it difficult to break down his apprentice's moves, which meant that his level was indeed on par with his own. If he really wanted to teach him, he could probably only teach him some experience in fighting the enemy.

Thinking about it makes him feel even more relieved.

Yang Jun was always careful to control his strength so as not to hit Mr. Hu with a heavy punch.

"Xiaoshan, don't limit yourself to Tongbiquan, incorporate your other moves into it as well."

Grandmaster boxers are already adept at integrating other boxing techniques into their own, after all, no matter how things change, they all remain essentially the same.

The reason why internal martial arts have evolved into such a diverse style today is related to the endless emergence of masters over the years.

Every master of boxing has a set of unique moves. They have integrated many unique moves and gradually created routines that suit them, which gradually evolved into new boxing styles.

Therefore, for a grandmaster, creating a new martial art is actually a natural thing, but it is mostly only suitable for himself. To adapt to others, he needs a broader mind to learn more routines, and then figure out the limitations of the moves on the human body, etc. It is unfathomable.

If you are not a master, you can only follow the methods of your ancestors.

Half an hour later, the two men, sweating profusely, stopped.

"Master, please take a rest first."

Yang Jun helped Mr. Hu into the house and sat down, then drank a sip of tea slowly.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to integrate Tai Chi, Baji, and Xingyi into your boxing and kicking. I am convinced of your defeat with this Collapse Punch."

The final result was that Yang Jun won with a powerful punch, but he failed to control the strength well and caught the old man off guard.

"Master, it's all thanks to your teaching. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to learn all this."

The boxing styles such as Tai Chi and Baji were all taught to him by Mr. Hu Baye, who wanted him to learn by analogy.

"Don't underestimate yourself. I should be thanking you. I have some new ideas about the future."

Yang Jun's eyes lit up: "Master, please explain in detail."

(End of this chapter)