After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

The next day at noon, Song Chunsheng was reading in his room after lunch, while his older sister Chunmiao was leaning over the desk by the window, helping him copy his first semester of junior high Chinese notes.

Just then, they suddenly heard their mother, who was busy at the loom, shout, "Chunsheng, your brother Junwu is here!"

Song Chunsheng immediately put down his Chinese textbook and went out to welcome Zhang Junwu into his room.

Upon seeing Chunmiao there, Zhang Junwu immediately said, "How about... I wait for you in the main room?"

"Junwu is here! Come in quickly!"

Chunmiao immediately stood up and said with a smile.

Zhang Junwu was somewhat surprised by the huge change in Song Chunmiao's attitude.

While he was still in a daze, Chunmiao walked out of the house with a smile.

"Junwu, wait for me a moment, let me change my clothes and then we'll head out!"

As Chunsheng spoke, he pushed Zhang Junwu into his room, then opened the wardrobe and began rummaging through it.

Zhang Junwu picked up the Chinese textbook lying on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and asked Chunsheng with a curious look, "I remember you were only in your first year of high school, so this book... how come it's for the second year?"

Song Chunsheng turned around and smiled, "Those are my seventh sister's old textbooks. I just took them out to look at them because I had nothing else to do."

Zhang Junwu then noticed that in the lower left corner of the Chinese textbook cover, there were three very small characters written: Song Chunmiao.

He asked in surprise, "Your sister Chunmiao, she's a high school graduate?"

In those days, it was a remarkable thing for a rural girl to be able to go to high school and get a diploma.

This not only symbolizes that the family has produced an intellectual, but also that, given the opportunity, the intellectual may be recommended to go to university or be recruited by some factories in the city to work as a laborer, and from then on, they will be able to eat government-subsidized food.

"I'm not a high school graduate!"

Just then, Song Chunmiao lifted the curtain and walked in, carrying a tea mug. "Brother Junwu, have some tea!"

As Chunmiao spoke, she handed over the teacup she was holding.

Zhang Junwu quickly took it, flattered and surprised, and said, "This... thank you!"

Song Chunsheng, who was rummaging through his clothes, immediately turned his head to look. When he saw that his sister was indeed serving tea and water to Zhang Junwu, just as she had said last night, a smile instantly appeared on his face.

"What are you laughing at!"

When Chunmiao saw her younger brother smile, a faint blush immediately appeared on her cheeks. But when she noticed that Chunsheng had rummaged through the closet in a mess, she instantly asked with a wry smile, "What are you looking for? Why have you turned the closet up like this? It looks like a thief has broken in!"

Chunsheng grinned, then laughed awkwardly, "Where did that red tracksuit my fifth sister sent me from Lanzhou last year go? I've been looking for it for ages!"

"How could it be gone? I saw it the night before last!"

As Chunmiao spoke, she bent down and started searching inside the cabinet.

In less than two seconds, she found the red tracksuit, held it in her hand, and said with a helpless expression, "The clothes are right there on top of you. You've been searching all along, and even if you find them tomorrow, you still won't find them!"

Chunsheng immediately took the tracksuit, grinned, and said, "I'm going to change in Mom's room!"

When Chunsheng returned after changing his clothes, Chunmiao had already gone to work in the fields with her parents, leaving Zhang Junwu alone sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), holding a teacup in his hand, staring at the bookshelf on the opposite windowsill, lost in thought.

Upon seeing Chunsheng return, he immediately snapped out of his reverie and looked at the energetic, handsome young man before him.

"You look really cool in that tracksuit!"

Chunsheng smiled. "My fifth sister bought this for me from Lanzhou last year. I heard that young people in the city there really like wearing this kind of sportswear now!"

"The fifth sister you're talking about, is she the one who married a military officer a couple of years ago?"

"Yes, that's her!"

Zhang Junwu had also served in the army, so he paid extra attention to any family in the village that had any connection with the military.

"You just said that these clothes were sent from Lanzhou. Fifth Sister is no longer in Jin Province; she went to Lanzhou too?"

Chunsheng nodded. "Yes, she married my fifth brother-in-law less than a year ago and then went to join him in his military post! I heard that his unit even arranged a job for her there, and she's very busy every day now!"

Song Chunsheng's fifth sister, Song Chunliu, has hardly ever returned to her parents' home since she married her classmate who was in the army in Shanxi Province. Because of the long distance, she has hardly ever returned to her parents' home.

Now that he's joined the military, he has even fewer opportunities to see his family.

The children raised by Liu Yan'e and Song Man were all very filial. Even though Song Chunliu went to Lanzhou, thousands of miles away, with her husband and was able to eat commercial grain, she never forgot to send money to her parents who gave birth to her several times a year.

She was especially caring towards her younger brother, Song Chunsheng, and would write to him almost every month to inquire about his studies.

Chunsheng's hardcover notebooks, pens, schoolbags, sportswear, and sneakers were all bought for him by his fifth sister, Song Chunliu.

Chunsheng felt that his fifth sister and brother-in-law were not like they were at home when they were out, and there were so many places where they needed to spend money, so he didn't want her to spend too much money on him.

However, Song Chunliu told him in her letter that he shouldn't worry about the money and should just focus on his studies.

If your family is short of money, be sure to write to her and tell her. Don't be like your parents, who never help themselves when they have difficulties, always afraid of burdening their children.

Chunsheng and Junwu chatted as they walked, and soon they arrived at the village's threshing ground.

At this moment, it is the season when wildflowers are in full bloom in April. In the distance, at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, large swathes of wild peach blossoms resemble a red ribbon wrapped around the green mountains.

Blue skies, white clouds, and lush green wheat fields, along with Chunsheng's red tracksuit, created a perfect picture of a spring outing.

"It really looks good!"

Zhang Junwu smiled at Chunsheng, "Once you learn the Arhat Fist and start practicing while wearing this outfit, I bet all the girls in your class will be writing you notes!"

Chunsheng couldn't help but laugh at Junwu's words.

"The Vajra Arhat Fist is a Buddhist martial art; I shouldn't have learned it!"

Soon, Zhang Junwu told Chunsheng in detail how he learned Luohan Fist. "You should have heard that I have an uncle who is a monk and has no children, so he has always treated me like his own child."

"Back then, my family was poor. Every few days, my uncle would bring some steamed buns from the temple to our house. Sometimes, if he stayed a little longer, he would call me to the backyard and secretly teach me some of the martial arts skills of his monks."

"In just a few years, my uncle passed on almost all the skills he knew to me!"

It was only then that Song Chunsheng truly understood how Zhang Junwu had learned his kung fu from his uncle.

Zhang Junwu continued, "The reason I'm teaching you Vajra Arhat Fist instead of other kung fu is mainly because you've never learned any other kung fu before. Arhat Fist's moves are relatively simple, making it easier for you to learn. In just two or three months, you'll be able to master it almost perfectly!"

"Furthermore, all the moves in Luohan Fist, whether fist techniques, palm techniques, or leg techniques, are the most basic and solid of all martial arts. As long as you lay a good foundation, it will not only greatly help you strengthen your body, but also allow you to quickly master other martial arts in the future, achieving twice the result with half the effort..."