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

"This is called a chopping palm strike."

Zhou Wenyi slowly withdrew his stance and spoke:

"It can also change with the footwork, such as advancing with a chop and following with a chop, which adds a lot of variety in actual combat."

How long have you been practicing your horse stance?

Now that he had started teaching, Zhou Wenyi no longer held back.

The old man was so straightforward that Wang Anping didn't bother to beat around the bush with him—he was old enough to have lived through the turbulent times of war, and had seen more of life than he had ever walked a road; he didn't need such petty tricks at all.

He told the truth:

"Two days."

"real?"

Zhou Wenyi was suddenly stunned, his eyes fixed on Wang Anping, as if trying to guess what trick this kid was up to this time.

Wang Anping was completely open and honest at this moment:

"Of course it's true, we only started practicing yesterday."

"I only arrived in Beijing a few days ago. Before that, I was always farming in the countryside. How would I have had the opportunity to come into contact with these things?"

"I was just trying to improve my health, so I figured it out on my own."

Zhou Wenyi was completely dumbfounded, his mind reeling: Had he encountered a martial arts prodigy?

Wang Anping himself was also unsettled.

Turbulent times produce heroes.

China has experienced a century of turmoil.

In this era, it's not surprising to see any amazing figures emerge.

Moreover, Beijing is now the center of the country, so it's not so hard to understand why strange people and events would occur there.

Seeing this as a rare opportunity, Wang Anping mimicked the old man's movements.

After trying it a few times, I gradually figured it out.

[Ding dong, congratulations on learning a new skill: Martial Arts (Xingyiquan)]

It turns out that what I just learned was Xingyiquan.

Although the old man looked surprised and clearly did not believe his claim of having blankness for two days, he hesitated for a moment before teaching him the Three-Body Stance and the Five Elements Fist, the introductory form of Xingyi Quan.

"Practice this until you're proficient."

The old man instructed:

"This is Xingyi... the most basic and practical style of military boxing. Once you master these basic boxing techniques and make them instinctive, and combine them with the San Ti Zhuang stance, you can naturally develop many variations."

After teaching him a few core movements, Zhou Wenyi had to admit that if this kid wasn't deliberately hiding his skills, he was a true martial arts prodigy.

This whole thing seems suspicious.

How did I happen to encounter such a promising talent?

But time was running out, and he couldn't afford to investigate further. Instead, he began to carefully instruct Wang Anping.

At first, Zhou Wenyi just felt that the child was talented and wanted to give him some pointers, so as to leave a trace of his own skills.

But this kid's talent is truly frightening; he learns things like a dry sponge absorbing water.

Zhou Wenyi became increasingly alarmed as he taught, so he simply passed on all the basic skills he could teach at once.

When Wang Anping left the park, he looked like a镖客 (bodyguard/escort) who had just spent all his money at a restaurant, his face full of satisfaction.

Because of my morning boxing practice, I was a little late for work today.

When I arrived at the office of the Yu'er Hutong Working Group, everyone was already there. Strangely, no one was out working; they were all gathered together, staring at something.

Until someone saw Wang Anping come in, they immediately shouted:

"The main character is back!"

"This is our local hero who stood up for what was right!"

Wang Anping was completely bewildered when the crowd dispersed, revealing two uniformed police officers standing inside—the same two he had encountered a couple of days ago in front of Chen Xueru's silk shop.

He immediately understood what was going on.

As expected, the two police officers came to the unit specifically to deliver a letter of commendation for the theft case on Qianmen Street.

"Comrade Wang Qin, this is Comrade Wang Anping."

One of the police officers spoke up:

"The day before yesterday at noon on Qianmen Street, he helped us catch a habitual thief and also stopped a major theft in time, helping the victim recover a lot of losses."

After a round of praise.

The two police officers left a thank-you note before departing.

What followed was naturally the gossip time of the older women in the office. They surrounded Wang Anping, pressing him for details about what happened.

This isn't entirely just for the sake of having something to talk about.

They also wanted to find out the real situation—after all, Comrade Xiao Wang had only been here a short time, yet he had already received a letter of commendation from the police, which would be recorded in his file and formally recognized.

Wang Anping wasn't the type to do good deeds anonymously or only write them in his diary; he recounted the whole story.

Actually, the police officer has already said almost everything.

He simply repeated it once.

Some subjective assumptions were labeled as objective facts, but onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The thugs were armed with knives; most people wouldn't dare to stop them!

After everyone had asked their questions, Wang Qin made a decision:

"Comrade Wang Anping's act of bravery deserves commendation."

"The Yu'er Hutong Working Group has decided to reward Wang Anping for his actions with a ten-yuan bonus, a commendation, and an honor roll on our working group's honor roll."

A round of applause immediately erupted from the side.

At this time, people were less selfish and genuinely happy for others who received awards. But that might not be the case in the future.

Wang Anping was naturally delighted. Not only did he get ten yuan, but these achievements would also be recorded in his file. In the future, whenever there was an opportunity for promotion or evaluation, these would be solid qualifications.

Despite receiving the commendation, Wang Anping did not forget his roots and continued to cook at the rescue station.

This is what it means to stay true to your original aspiration!

He left early after lunch, and the other staff in the office didn't pay any attention to it.

They were just temporary workers, specifically hired as chefs. They even helped prepare the ingredients on a regular basis. How could a head chef do everything personally?

In the past, we either had to hire a chef from outside or cook ourselves, which was much more tiring than it is now.

For the next few days, Wang Anping had a relatively leisurely time.

I go to the park to practice boxing in the morning, and after spending the day practicing my cooking skills at the shelter, I go out for a stroll and buy some things.

the other side.

The Qin family in the countryside of Changping.

Qin Huairu has been absent-minded while working these past two days.

The Qin family has three children.

Qin Huairu has an older brother, Qin Youcheng, who is 22 years old, and a younger brother, Qin Youcai, who is 16 years old.

Although it wasn't Saturday yet, Qin Huairu would run to the roadside a kilometer away every morning and evening to wait, watching the buses coming from Beijing stop and drive away, and finally go back disappointed.

The Qin family was also immersed in an atmosphere of both joy and tension.

Last week, my daughter went to the city for a blind date. The experiences she shared after she came back were like a dream to the whole family.

If Qin Huairu hadn't brought back so many things, everyone would probably have thought she had encountered a swindler in the city, but those things couldn't be faked.

Moreover.

Based on Qin's mother's experience.

After a careful look, it can be confirmed that the girl is still a young woman.

Could it be that my daughter really hit the jackpot and caught the eye of a capable city man?

The Qin family couldn't help but feel excited at the thought, and it's no wonder that Qin Huairu was so distracted.