Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

After leaving Sun Xiaoying's house, several people returned to Lin's house. While lunch was not ready yet, everyone took the keys and went back to their own homes.

"That's great. It's still the same. It hasn't changed at all."

In the old house of the Sun family, Sun Dajiang stroked the spotless old furniture and couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

These old pieces of furniture were made by my father when he was young, and they carry a lot of his childhood joy.

Seeing these furnitures, Sun Dajiang seemed to return to his childhood and youth. These scenes were vivid, as if they happened just yesterday...

Seeing her husband lost in thought, Lin Wencui did not disturb him but took her grandson to take a casual look.

But Sun Zhengguo and his wife didn't care. They had no feelings about it anyway, so they just chatted quietly in the yard.

Time passed quickly and it was time for lunch again.

At the dinner table, looking at the golden liquid in the cup and smelling the rich aroma of wine in the air, Lin Hong was a little intoxicated and reluctant to take a sip.

"Dad, please try it quickly. What is this wine like?"

Smelling the aroma of the wine, Lin Wenjun was extremely anxious, but as his father, the head of the family, had not yet touched the glass, he did not want to move first.

"Don't rush, take your time. Good wine is like good tea. You have to savor it carefully."

After saying this, Lin Hong slowly picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Sure enough, as soon as he took the first sip, Lin Hong knew that his grandson was not exaggerating.

This wine not only smells good, but also tastes great. He also tastes an unusual flavor in the wine, which is Chinese herbal medicine.

According to his estimation, these Chinese herbal medicines should be of fairly good age.

"Good wine, good wine!" Lin Hong couldn't help but exclaim.

I saw that my father had taken the first sip and seemed to have given it a good review.

Lin Wenjun also took a sip quickly. It tasted good indeed, but if you asked him to comment, he wouldn't say it was good. He just drank it straight away.

Lin Hong was completely speechless when he saw his son swallow the medicine.

"Hey! You are really like a cow chewing on a peony. You need to savor this wine slowly."

"Dad, it doesn't matter how you drink it. Can it change the taste if you savor it slowly?"

Lin Wenjun didn't care about that and poured himself another glass.

Seeing that his son didn't understand wine at all, Lin Hong was too lazy to argue with him and turned his gaze to his grandson.

“Jungguk, there should be a lot of medicinal herbs added to this wine, right?”

"Grandpa, you are an expert." Sun Zhengguo smiled and gave a thumbs up in praise.

"In addition to grains, this wine also contains ginseng, astragalus, angelica, wolfberry, and rehmannia..."

After hearing his grandson name so many medicinal herbs at once, Lin Hong nodded, but did not get to the bottom of it and ask about the origins of the Chinese medicine.

However, when it comes to medicinal herbs, he remembered one thing, which is about his grandson's martial arts training.

"Zhengguo, ever since you broke through the dark power with Tongbeiquan, grandpa has never asked you if you are still practicing kung fu now?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Ning Xiaowei had endless things to say, even without Sun Zhengguo having to answer.

"Grandpa, Zhengguo practices at home every day, as if he is addicted. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't practice for a day..."

"This is not bad. The key is to persist." Lin Hong pretended not to understand his grandson's wife's complaint and asked again.

"Zhengguo, since you are still persisting, what level have you reached in your practice now?"

"Uh~!" Sun Zhengguo thought about it and decided to tell the truth.

"Grandpa, I am now at the peak of the early stage of Hua Jin, one step away from the middle stage."

After hearing what his grandson said, Lin Hong felt relieved. It showed that he was working hard, so he encouraged him.

"Then keep going!"

"Thank you, Grandpa."

“No, Dad, what did Zhengguo just say, did you not hear clearly, or did I hear it wrong?”

Lin Wenjun rubbed his head, a little confused, then turned around and asked his brother-in-law again.

"Dajiang, did you hear what your son said just now?"

Sun Dajiang nodded, but he didn't know what his brother-in-law meant?

"Wenjun, what do you mean? Why are you so surprised?"

Lin Hong seemed a little dissatisfied, feeling that his son was delaying his drinking.

Seeing that no one believed him, Lin Wenjun had to ask his nephew for help.

"Jungguk, say what you just said again."

Sun Zhengguo knew what his uncle meant and did not defend him. He just repeated what he had just said.

This time Lin Hong listened very carefully. What his grandson said just now was Hua Jin, not An Jin, but he thought it was a slip of the tongue.

"Zhengguo, are you sure you are right?" Lin Hong confirmed again.

"Grandpa, I am very sure that it is the Hua Jin."

Sun Zhengguo spoke very seriously and it didn't sound like a joke at all.

Other people at the table may have no idea about this.

But Lin Hong was completely different. When he heard his grandson's words, his hands even trembled slightly.

Because he knew that the founder of this style of boxing had not reached the level of Hua Jin, but his grandson had reached this level.

What is this concept?

If we go by the old saying, he was a master of his generation.

"Let's eat! After dinner, Zhengguo, accompany me to the back mountain."

Lin Hong didn't ask any further questions, just said something casually and then started drinking again.

After a while, everyone finished lunch and several women began to clean up the table.

Lin Hong didn't waste any words. He winked at his grandson and led the way to the back mountain. Sun Zhengguo followed.

Lin Wenjun knew what the old man wanted to do and wanted to go and see what was going on.

But he was afraid that his father would disagree because of his strange temper, so he dragged Sun Dajiang with him and walked towards the back mountain together...

Twenty minutes later, the group had entered the mountain.

In order to find a suitable place to show his grandson's strength, Lin Hong walked a long way before he found a good place.

"Okay, Zhengguo, this place is great, let me see your Huajin strength!"

"Grandpa, it's fine if you want to see my strength, but let me explain first, there are many things here that I have figured out by myself, so please don't laugh at me if I haven't practiced well."

"You don't need to show off your boxing skills, just show your strength, speed, and explosive power."

"Okay! You watch it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhengguo took a step forward and flashed past several people.

Then, the three of them saw a scene that they would never forget.

Sun Zhengguo was seen jumping onto a tree about five or six meters high in a way that went against science without any support in the air.

"Qinggong? Dad, this must be Qinggong, my God..."

Lin Wenjun was a little incoherent at this time. When had he ever seen such high-end stuff?

Sun Dajiang was not in a much better situation. His jaw dropped with shock.

He had never thought that he could reach such a level just by practicing boxing every day. Why didn't he believe it?

If someone had told me that I could achieve this level of skill, I would have continued to practice every day.

The most shocked person at this moment was none other than Lin Hong, because he knew that there was no mention of Qinggong in the comic book he gave.

Since there is no Qinggong, there is only one possibility, and that is the change brought about by Huajin.

When Lin Hong thought of these changes, his heart was burning with excitement.

Looking forward to the next performance.