Traveling back to 1952, starting a comeback from a relief station

Wang Anping was secretly delighted to hear this, and even teased him on purpose.

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes at Wang Anping, annoyed. He would only say such things to acquaintances in the courtyard; he wouldn't say anything outside.

However, he also knew that what Wang Anping was saying was just empty talk.

Thinking of what was being said in the courtyard, he asked curiously:

"By the way, where's your partner?"

"I heard from Sha Zhu and Xu Damao that they saw you with a pretty girl this morning. Is she your girlfriend?"

"Why didn't you bring it so everyone could see it?"

Wang Anping had long anticipated that Qin Huairu would be found out by the people in the courtyard.

Hearing this, he said nonchalantly:

"I'm going back."

"Her family is from the countryside, and we've only known each other for a short time. I have to go to her house next week, and I'll bring her over after things are settled."

"Alright, Teacher Yan, you're busy, I'll head back now."

After saying that, he turned and went back to his room.

From the countryside?

You've only known each other for a short time?

As Yan Bugui cleaned the small crucian carp in his hand, he pondered Wang Anping's words and felt increasingly uneasy.

Wang Anping had only been in the city for a few days, and he had never mentioned knowing any girls before.

I went to Ma Tiezhu for a haircut this morning.

During casual conversation, he never mentioned blind dates. When I complimented him on how neatly he dressed, he only said that one should be more presentable at work, without mentioning a single word about a girl waiting for him.

According to Sha Zhu and the others, they saw the two of them together at the alley entrance as soon as they went out in the morning.

That girl was probably already waiting outside.

But given Wang Anping's personality, if a girl were really waiting for him, he would hide it and be too embarrassed to say it.

Could it be that the girl was indeed at the alley entrance, but not waiting for him, and they just happened to run into each other?

But a girl from the countryside was looking for someone right at the entrance of this alley.

What a coincidence!

Upon realizing a certain possibility, Yan Bugui felt a sudden jolt of fear, hurriedly rubbed salt onto the fish, and rushed back into the house.

Inside the house, Yang Ruihua was busy cooking.

Seeing him come in, he asked curiously:

"Was that Wang Anping just now? What, did he buy a bicycle?"

"This kid is really rich!"

"Didn't you ask him where his girlfriend is from?"

Actually, Wang Anping wasn't the only one in the courtyard who could afford a bicycle.

Take Yi Zhonghai for example. He earns a little over seventy yuan a month. There are only two people in his family, him and his apprentice. They don't spend much on food and drink, so they can save quite a bit each month. After three months of saving, they can easily afford to buy a bicycle.

The only problem is that the courtyard house is close to the steel rolling mill.

It's only a ten-minute walk, no need to ride a bike.

Furthermore, Yi Zhonghai was adept at hiding his wealth. He never flaunted his money and lived a similar life to the others in the compound, even being reluctant to buy more meat than necessary.

Judging by the food alone, it's not as good as Liu Haizhong's in the backyard.

These days there aren't many entertainment options, so what neighbors love to do most is get together and gossip, especially the women in the family, who love to inquire about these everyday family matters.

But Wang Anping is someone who happens to have a gossip-loving aura—

He's from out of town, has an eccentric personality, is rich, good-looking, and has found a beautiful girl...

Every single point became a hot topic of conversation among everyone.

Yan Bugui lowered his voice and leaned closer to his wife:

He said his girlfriend was from the countryside.

"But I always felt that something was wrong with this."

"Think about it, he's only been in the city for a few days, and I've never heard of him knowing any girls before."

"I spoke to him this morning, and he didn't mention the blind date at all, but Sha Zhu and the others saw him with a girl this morning..."

He explained his guesses in detail, and Yang Ruihua listened with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief:

"You mean, Wang Anping snatched Jia Dongxu's blind date away?"

Yan Bugui quickly waved his hand:

"I didn't say that; it's just my guess."

"Let's pretend we don't know anything about this. You've seen it yourself; Wang Anping isn't someone to be trifled with."

"If we spread rumors and cause a fuss with the Jia family, things will get very unsettled in the courtyard."

Yang Ruihua also knew that this matter was of utmost importance.

He nodded solemnly, but was still surprised in his heart—Wang Anping was too ruthless, daring to steal someone else's blind date, what a bad boy!

However, the couple had to admit that Wang Anping's conditions were much better than those of the Jia family.

If that girl was indeed originally Jia Dongxu's blind date, then it can only be said that she was incredibly lucky, like winning at Texas Hold'em, turning her small hand of cards into a three-of-a-kind.

Yang Ruihua suddenly remembered the important matter and hurriedly asked:

"By the way, have you talked to Wang Anping about the job at the steel rolling mill?"

"Could you let Jie Cheng have it?"

"How much?"

Yan Bugui slapped his thigh and said in annoyance:

"I was so focused on this that I forgot! I'll ask him about it later."

As dawn broke and the eastern horizon began to lighten, Wang Anping was already dressed and had stepped out of the courtyard house.

Once out of the alley, he slowly ran forward along the street.

At this time, many people on the road were already walking hurriedly.

There were housewives rushing to the early morning market to buy fresh vegetables, and vendors carrying bamboo baskets filled with steamed buns and fried dough sticks, selling them along the street to earn some pocket money.

At this time, the unified purchase and distribution system had not yet been fully implemented, and grain coupons had not yet been issued. The market was still relatively free, and there were quite a few people doing small-scale business.

Wang Anping paid no attention to any of this. He simply ran along the street towards less crowded areas, making several turns until he finally reached a secluded park, where he stopped in a quiet grove of trees.

He stretched his limbs in the woods, but his mind was preoccupied with what he needed to do.

I learned the art of combat yesterday.

Even if it wasn't for fighting, he wanted to practice properly, just to improve his health.

Having run all the way here, my proficiency in combat techniques has only increased slightly, which shows that this skill is not closely related to ordinary physical training.

How can I practice to improve quickly?

Wang Anping was also at a loss for a moment.

He has never been involved in serious combat, and he doesn't have the opportunity to meet anyone knowledgeable about it right now. He can only inquire about it slowly in the future.

But now, Wang Anping wants to practice secretly.

Tai Chi?

I learned a little bit about it in physical education class in my past life, and I vaguely remember those few key points:

A big watermelon, cut in half, one half for you, the other for him...

Forget it, I'll just do the horse stance!

With his already outstanding physical fitness, Wang Anping could only try practicing horse stance first, as ordinary training methods were ineffective.

He stood in the same position he had been taught in his previous life's physical education class, but after a short while, his legs began to tremble, so he had to slowly adjust his posture to find a slightly more comfortable position.

He groped around aimlessly, his body moving up and down, his posture unpredictable.

Just as I was wandering around aimlessly, the system notification sound suddenly rang again:

[Ding-dong, combat skill proficiency +1!]

[Ding-dong, combat skill proficiency +1...]

There's a chance!

Although his body was moving around and going up and down, Wang Anping had vaguely figured out the trick—this kind of up-and-down bouncing movement was recognized by the system, and although his proficiency increased slowly, it was actually increasing steadily.

And swaying like this is much more comfortable than standing stiffly.

Gradually, I figured out some patterns, and the soreness in my legs gradually lessened.

He gradually became immersed in that feeling.

He gradually sank into this feeling, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight outside.

[Fighting Level: Beginner (37/100)]