A poor hero

"Uncle San, this is Tai Chi, a martial art for physical exercise."

"Third uncle, do you want to practice together? They are some very simple moves, easy to learn, and can be practiced by men, women, old and young."

Chen Chen stopped his movements and asked with a smile.

Shen Qian also followed Chen Chen, stopped her movements, and replied with a smile: "Good morning, third uncle."

"This is not suitable for me. When it comes to martial arts, I actually remembered it."

"Your father left some martial arts secret books with me. I will find them for you when I go back."

"See if there is anything suitable for you. You can find someone to practice with. It will be much better than your weak martial arts."

Chen San waved his hand, smiled, and refused.

He is not fond of martial arts, but has loved cooking since he was a child.

As for his childhood, Chen Chen's father, Chen Hu, was different. He liked to dance with guns and sticks and act chivalrously since he was a child.

When Chen Hu grew up, he joined the army to serve the country.

It is said that Chen Hu made great contributions to the army and became a high official.

But 13 years ago, Chen Hu suddenly returned to Chenjiacun with his wife and children, and lived a normal life.

After hearing that his third uncle had his father's martial arts secrets, Chen Chen became more and more curious about the original owner's father.

The original owner was eight years old when his parents were killed by a tiger.

At this age, I can already remember everything.

But in the memory of the original owner, his father was just an ordinary hunter.

Working as the sun rises and breathing as the sun sets in, there is nothing special about it.

He had never seen his father practice martial arts at all.

But in the descriptions of the third aunt and the third uncle, the father seems to be a very remarkable figure.

He felt very curious about what kind of person his father was.

If you have any questions, just ask. This is the principle that Chen Chen has always implemented.

So he immediately asked Chen San, "Uncle San, what kind of person was my father before?"

The third uncle was stunned for a moment, obviously he did not expect Chen Chen to ask this question.

That terrible night five years ago flashed through his mind.

On that day five years ago, the third aunt took the big cow and the calf back to her parents' home.

During the day, the weather was wonderful and the sky was blue.

But late at night, there was a strong wind.

Then it rained heavily again.

The rain crackled against the tiles, which made people panic.

Flashes of light broke through the darkness like fiery snakes, opening cracks in the sky.

Then thunder rang out, and bursts of thunder shook the earth.

It was as if there was a giant beast in the sky with its bloody mouth open, trying to devour everything.

Because he was thinking about the rice that had just been harvested at home, Chen San tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He got up and checked whether there was any water leakage in the rice barn at home.

After seeing the barn in the rain, he planned to go home.

Unexpectedly, he discovered something huge.

Suddenly, illuminated by lightning, he saw several figures jumping into Chen Hu's home.

He thought they were just a few thieves trying to steal something.

So he picked up a pole and walked carefully to Chen Hu's house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the window, a fracas suddenly broke out in the room, and there were sounds of breaking things and banging sounds everywhere.

After a while, the window was spattered with blood.

He quietly opened the window paper with a pole, and a strong smell of blood leaked out of the hole.

Chen San looked inside and saw two men in black being chopped down on the ground.

Chen Hu was in a fierce fight with two other men in black.

Chen Chen, on the other hand, was hugged tightly by his mother and hid in the corner.

After a while, the two men in black were defeated by Chen Hu and were chopped down to the ground one by one.

Seeing the men in black lying down, Chen San opened the window and asked with concern: "Ahu, what happened?"

"Third brother, run quickly. Take Dachen with you. The farther you can run, the better. Take good care of Dachen for me."

Chen Hu shouted anxiously, picked up Dachen, handed it out from the window and handed it to Chen San's hands.

Chen San took Dachen and immediately ran to the entrance of the village despite the heavy rain.

On the way, he fell down.

Looking back, in his hazy vision, several more men in black broke into Chen Hu's house.

Chen San was so frightened that he became confused.

He picked up Chen Chen and ran away, driving all night in the heavy rain.

At dawn the next day, we arrived at the third aunt's parents' house.

Chen Chen might have been caught in the rain or frightened.

He fell into a fever and fell unconscious that day, and it took several days for him to get better.

But he completely forgot what happened that night.

After many days, Chen San did not dare to go home, for fear that the men in black were still there.

Later, he asked someone to go to Chenjiacun to inquire about the news, and found that there was no problem, so he dared to take his family home with Chen Chen.

When Chen San arrived at home, he found that there was no sign of fighting in Chen Hu's house. Everything was intact except that Chen Hu and his wife were missing.

For a long time he wondered if he was having a nightmare.

But when he thought about the undeniable fact that he carried Chen Chen and rushed to his wife's parents' house overnight, he confirmed that he was not having a nightmare, but that it was actually happening.

Sure enough, a month later, the bodies of Chen Hu and his wife were found in the jungle in the back mountain.

Their entire bodies were bitten to pieces by tigers or other large animals.

People in the village said that Chen Hu and others went up the mountain to hunt tigers and were eaten by the tigers.

Only Chen San knew the truth, which was that Chen Hu and his wife were killed by those men in black.

But he dared not speak out for fear of retaliation.

We had no choice but to work with Chen Sheng's father to clean up the remains of Chen Hu and his wife.

He also concealed Chen Chen by thinking that Chen Hu was eaten by a tiger on the mountain.

Chen Chen also stupidly took it seriously, wanting to be a high official and come back to kill the tiger and avenge his parents.

The martial arts secrets he just mentioned were placed on Chen Chen by Chen Hu that night.

But Chen Chen is still young now, and he doesn't want Chen Chen to know these things so early.

So Chen San decided to continue hiding Chen Chen.

He pondered for a moment and said: "Dachen, your father used to be heroic, tall and mighty, and he was a complete tough guy and hero."

"Third uncle, is that similar to Chen Chen?"

Shen Qian raised her head and asked curiously with an envious look on her face.

Chen San smiled and replied: "Dachen is too thin and needs to practice, but when you tell Shen Qian, I think they look a bit similar."

"Thank you, third uncle. I will be a hero like my father in the future."

Chen Chen stood tall and proudly said.

Chen San touched Chen Chen's head and said with a smile: "Okay, Da Chen will also be a big hero."

Chen Chen and Shen Qian took Chen San's buns and started eating them.

Chen San told the two of them the time and place to take the bus back to Dongzhen, and then went to work in Jixianju.

After Chen Chen and Shen Qian had eaten and were fine, they also played Tai Chi in front of the house.

At the estimated time, they packed their luggage and locked the door.

They walked to Jixianju and handed the key back to Third Uncle.

Gao Wenbai sent five pounds of brown sugar and a tile early in the morning.

Chen Chen and Shen Qian got the walnuts and brown sugar, said goodbye to Chen San, and began to prepare to rush to the boarding point back to Dongzhen.