across the heavens

After recovering from the rapid progress in Ting Jin's training before, Han Dong calmed down and started to practice boxing every day again, slowly experiencing it, hoping to understand Shun Jin from boxing as soon as possible.

Half a month passed.

The weather is getting hotter.

On this day, Ling Yunkai came to Han Dong.

"Junior Brother Han!"

As soon as Ling Yunkai entered the courtyard, he shouted to Han Dong who was practicing boxing.

Han Dong stopped and looked at Ling Yunkai.

"Brother Ling, what's the matter?"

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, master asked you to make zongzi with everyone!"

Ling Yunkai said, waving to Han Dong as he spoke.

"Dragon Boat Festival?"

Han Dong was taken aback.

Han Dong actually didn't have a deep impression of the Dragon Boat Festival. As an otaku in later generations, he didn't celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival very much. At most, he bought a few rice dumplings in the supermarket and cooked them.

However, in this era, the Dragon Boat Festival still has a great influence among the people. Every year on May [-]st of the lunar calendar, every family makes zongzi, and dragon boat races are popular in places with rivers.

When he came back to his senses, Han Dong immediately responded, changed his clothes, and went to the inner courtyard of Baozhi Forest with Ling Yunkai.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw more than a dozen people gathered together, busy in full swing.

Huang Feihong was standing in the middle, and he, who always pays attention to the teacher's etiquette, rolled up his sleeves and wrapped the rice dumplings with his disciples.

Among the crowd was Aunt Thirteen, dressed in a white dress, who was also making zongzi with half-baked movements.

Finding Han Dong coming, Huang Feihong waved to Han Dong and said:

"Ah Dong, come over and make zongzi together!"

Han Dong walked over with a smile, first said hello to the master, and then greeted everyone one by one.

Huang Feihong's disciples were all there, and Lin Shirong, a fat pork seller, was also making rice dumplings in the crowd.

Not all of them were Huang Feihong's disciples, and some of them were members of the Foshan militia.

Huang Feihong is easy-going and gets along well with the militia. Many members of the militia often come to Po Chi Lam to help. This time, many people come to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival together.

Han Dong went up to his senior brother enthusiastically, and the senior brother greeted him, and everyone responded one after another. Huang Feihong's disciples called him senior brother, and the members of the militia called him senior brother Han.

"Han Dong, you are finally willing to come out, I haven't seen you for several days!"

This is Aunt Thirteen talking.

Since Han Dong worshiped Huang Feihong as his teacher, Aunt Thirteen called Han Dong from Mr. Han to his first name.

Since Aunt Thirteen came to Foshan, she has never had a free time. She carried her precious camera around all day long, and was not in Baozhilin most of the day. Can't see it anymore.

Han Dong chuckled and said:

"I just learned Chinese martial arts, my foundation is poor, I need to practice more, so I've been busy recently!"

Ling Yunkai on the side asked:

"Junior Brother Han, how is your Gongzi Fuhu Fist?"

Ling Yunkai knew that Han Dong was practicing Gongzi Fuhu Fist. Huang Feihong's disciples practiced Gongzi Fuhu Fist for the first time after they started.

Before Han Dong could speak, a militia member next to him said:

"It must have been superb, isn't it, Brother Wu Chi, hehe!"

Everyone laughed.

Someone else yelled:

"Senior brother Han has been practicing boxing in Baozhilin all day long, why don't you show us some tricks?"

These people from the militia were very familiar with people from Huang Feihong and Bao Zhilin, and they all started booing at this time.

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, make rice dumplings well, don't talk about martial arts!"

Huang Feihong couldn't stand it anymore, and said.

No one dared to listen to Huang Feihong's words, so they all shut up and made zongzi obediently.

About half an hour later, the zongzi was wrapped, and Aunt Thirteen led them to cook the zongzi.

At noon, two tables were set up, everyone sat down one by one, and everyone got a few zongzi.

A lot of dishes were fried in the kitchen, and they were served one by one, with a bottle of realgar wine for everyone.

Finally, after Huang Feihong gave an order, everyone started eating with bowls and chopsticks.

The realgar wine was poured, and the people at the two tables began to drink.

All the disciples toasted Huang Feihong first, and then the people from the militia toasted Huang Feihong. Huang Feihong drank it with a smile.

After that, everyone toasted and chatted with each other.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone let go, and the hall began to be noisy.

Han Dong also drank several glasses of realgar wine and got into a fight with everyone.

Chapter 14 Farce and Narrative

Suddenly, Han Dong heard a member of the militia group say:

"There are more and more foreign devils now, and all kinds of national flags are everywhere on the pier, and it's hard to tell which country they belong to!"

Han Dong's heart skipped a beat.

In the past few months, he has devoted himself to practicing martial arts, and Han Dong almost forgot the plot.

I remember that in the movie, when the plot unfolds, it seems to be summer. I have been in this world for so long, and I am afraid that the plot is about to begin!

Since he worshiped Huang Feihong as his teacher and was able to teach Chinese martial arts, shouldn't he do something?

In the movie, the ending is not bad, everyone is fine, but there are many twists and turns in the middle. It seems that the members of the militia were arrested by the admiral, and even Baozhilin was burned.