Fisherman's Secret

Successfully expelled the three members of the Ye family, who had occupied the magpie's nest, from Aunt Fang's house, and Fang Jing took Cen Jiu to the second stop of the plan—the mall to buy clothes.

"Did you do acupuncture?" Fang Jing's heart was still immersed in the shock that Cen Jiu knew how to do acupuncture. When Cen Jiu was trying on clothes, he also got in, asking non-stop while he was arranging his clothes.

Cen Jiu said expressionlessly: "They are too loud and annoying."

And that old woman wanted to beat Fang Jing, she was courting death.

"Can you teach me, can you teach me?" Fang Jing was very excited, and wished that Cen Jiu could teach him now, so that he could also experience the addiction of a martial arts master.

"Yes, I will teach you when I get back."

Fang Jing suddenly felt that his life was complete, and said, "That's great, I must learn."

Went to the mall to buy several sets of thermal underwear, cashmere sweaters, and down jackets for Cen Jiu, there were a lot of them, and Fang Jing couldn't wait to take Cen Jiu back to learn acupuncture points from Gao Dashang.

Three hours later, the Fang family's old house.

"Why do you want to take off your clothes?" Fang Jing took off his coat and shirt, revealing his fair chest, while looking at Cen Jiu's lean tendons with envy.Why are they both men so different in stature?

It's not fair, he obviously exercises every day, and he has been running around with Cen Jiu every day in the past few months, Cen Jiu can show a healthy wheat-colored skin, how masculine , as far as he is still like a white chicken, he has no manliness at all.

"First recognize the acupuncture points." Cen Jiu said and began to take off his pants, while signaling Fang Jing to do the same.

Fang Jing: "..."

Well, in order to learn the mysterious and unpredictable acupressure technique, he worked really hard.

He watched Cen Jiu take off his coat, shirt, trousers, and underwear, and his hair exploded.

"You don't need to take this off!" Who knows how to tap that spot!I can't stand it.

Cen Jiu said indifferently: "Take off."

The expression on his face seemed to say that if Fang Jing didn't take it off, he would take it off himself.

Fang Jing had no choice but to take off Xiao Nei Nei, and the two sat cross-legged in an incomparably magnanimous posture.Although the two of them have rolled the sheets many times together, and Cen Jiu has a great figure, which often makes Fang Jing stare at him, but as a man of integrity, Fang Jing is still used to choosing to wear clothes when he is not sleeping or taking a bath. It's more comfortable, even if it's just a thin underwear.

Cen Jiu first taught him how to recognize the acupuncture points step by step.Cen Jiu put his right index finger and middle finger together, and touched Fang Jing's lower abdomen, an inch and a half below the navel, two finger widths below the navel.

"This is the Sea of ​​Qi point." Cen Jiu explained seriously, "The sea of ​​Qi is born from the vitality of the human body, this is the sea of ​​vitality in the human body, where the Qi of Renmai absorbs heat and expands, and becomes full The qi of the sky, which generates yang qi, is the sea of ​​qi, also known as the dantian, which has the root of invigorating qi and kidney, astringent essence and strengthening the root.”

Fang Jing only felt an obvious soreness in the place where Cen Jiu o'clock lived, and immediately said excitedly: "I know, the qi sinks to the dantian."

Cen Jiu didn't seem to expect that he knew how to sink his qi into his dantian even though he had never practiced martial arts. He couldn't help being a little surprised, and said, "Try to sink your qi into your dantian, and see if you feel anything."

Although Fang Jing is a bit older, and although he has never practiced martial arts, he may be a genius with a high level of comprehension!

Fang Jing looked at him ignorantly: "Why are you so angry at your dantian?"

Cen Jiu: "..."

Forget it, don't count on this.

"This is Naohu, which is the Governor Vessel, where the foot of the sun meets; this is the Fengfu, this is the Yamen, this is the Jade Pillow, and this is the Tianzhu..." Cen Jiu recognized all 830 acupuncture points on the human body and taught Fang Jingquan. , every time I teach one, it will be pointed out on Fang Jing, and the function of each acupuncture point is briefly explained, "Do you remember?"

Fang Jing was at a loss, except for the few recognizable acupoints at the beginning, such as Qihai, Guanyuan, Renmai, Daimai, etc., he didn't remember anything else, there were too many, and the positions of many acupoints were not much different at all. , Cen Jiu only demonstrated once again, there is not even a reference book or anything, so I can't remember it at all, okay!

"Be serious." Cen Jiu stared at Fang Jing with a serious expression.

Fang Jing nodded with difficulty: "I remember some."

Cen Jiu nodded, although he was a little slower, but Fang Jing didn't have to fight for life and death like them, so it was understandable to be slower.

"Then try to point out the acupuncture points you know on my body."

As soon as Fang Jing heard this, he immediately got excited, knelt on the bed and moved over, and tapped above Cen Jiu's collarbone: "Qishe." As he spoke, he pointed down, below the collarbone, "This is Yu Mansion, Shenzang, Lingxu— —”

He was right about several acupoints in a row, and Cen Jiu kept looking at him with an encouraging look, until Fang Jing kept going down and felt the rush of breath, and the study of acupoint recognition gradually changed.

Both the qi rush and the urgent pulse were located in the lower abdomen near the groin. Fang Jing was not very sure about the acupoints for the first time, and he felt the location after a few touches. on the back of his hand.

Fang Jing: "?!!"

He really just wanted to recognize the acupoints, and he didn't mean anything serious.

Cen Jiu raised his legs and moved, took the pillow to cover his waist and abdomen embarrassingly, and said, "You can identify the other acupuncture points."

Fang Jing looked at Cen Jiu's shy expression, his slender eyelashes drooped down, leaving a small shadow on both sides of the bridge of the nose, and his wheat-colored skin was even more seductive under the light, looking delicious Incredibly delicious.

Fang Jing immediately forgot about the acupuncture points, and rushed forward, groping back and forth on Cen Jiu's beautiful chest with both hands.

He is really jealous of Cen Jiu's good figure, a man should be like Cen Jiu, with beautiful tendons and a healthy wheat complexion, unlike him, no matter how much he floated on the sea, he couldn't turn him into a rough guy on the sea Paper, really can not be more stuffy.

"I tapped your acupoints, you can't move." Fang Jing raised his eyebrows as a warning to Cen Jiu.

Cen Jiu raised his head and kissed him, while remaining motionless as he wished.Cen Jiu's cooperation made Fang Jing very happy. After kissing and touching, he pushed his hand, and Cen Jiu fell on the bed, looking at him without blinking.

"Don't recognize acupuncture points?" Cen Jiu asked, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Fang Jing straddled him, muttering, "I'll recognize you later."

Throw people down and eat without saying a word.

As the saying goes, if you don’t do it, you won’t die. Fang Jing kept doing it, and then he couldn’t get up the next day. He even ate breakfast in bed.

After drinking a bowl of tasteless white rice porridge, Fang Jing learned from the pain, thinking that such excessive indulgence is really not good.Too much sex is prone to premature aging, especially because he is six years older than Cen Jiu. Cen Jiu is younger than him, looks better than him, and has also practiced martial arts. It is good that both of them are young now. Aged faster than Cen Jiu, when he was old, what would happen if Cen Jiu was younger than him?

Fang Jing was thinking about how to scientifically arrange the two of them to sleep together when Cen Jiu came in with a laptop.

"Xiao Le sent a video over here."

Only then did Fang Jing remember that he had made an appointment to make a video call with Fang Xiaole today, and almost forgot about it.

After setting up the small table, Fang Jing put the computer away, and then connected to the video sent by Fang Xiaole.

Fang Xiaole seemed to be a little thinner than the last time I saw her, but she looked in good spirits, wearing a gray sportswear, it seemed that she had just returned from exercising outside.

"Brother, you haven't gotten up yet?" Fang Xiaole saw his brother lying on the bed with a listless look on his face, with a very worried expression on his face, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Fang Jing, who was really uncomfortable in a certain part of his body, coughed, glanced at the culprit on one side, and thought that he had failed the test of beauty yesterday and had no place to complain, so he was very depressed.

"No, the weather is getting colder, so I don't really want to get up so early." It's early winter here in Jingcheng, Fang Jing is a snake, and when the weather gets cold, he can't wait to lie in bed and hibernate all day long.

"Oh, then don't start it." Fang Xiaole scratched his head, and reported to his brother about his life in the United States as usual. For example, the classroom was not a problem at all, the learning tasks assigned by the teacher were successfully completed, and he was handed over a new student at school. Friends and so on, it seems that life is very colorful.

After Fang Jing heard this, he felt relieved. It seemed that Fang Xiaole had completely adapted to the life there. This child's ability to adapt is really good. He is worthy of being the younger brother of someone else. Mother.

He was gone, but Fang Xiaole saw him last time.

Speaking of Father Fang, Fang Xiaole said happily: "Auntie Cheng took me to see them last time. The hospital has equipped Dad with a smart prosthesis. Now Dad is actively undergoing rehabilitation under the guidance of the doctor. Sister Xin said If everything goes well, he will be able to go home before the Chinese New Year." And the school will be on holiday in late December, and he will be able to go home then.

Fang Xiaole was afraid that he would not believe it, so she even sent him the photos taken of Fang's father when he was undergoing rehabilitation.

In the photo, Fang's father is wearing a metal prosthetic limb like that in a science fiction film, struggling to hold on to the railing, the expression on his face is distorted in pain, his forehead is full of sweat, but there is a scream in his eyes A ray of hope.

Ren who has been lying on the bed for many years, and has been disabled for nearly ten years, can suddenly walk freely, even with the help of external tools, the kind of joy that ordinary people can't understand.

"Brother, I'm on holiday before Christmas, but it's hard to book tickets before Christmas. Auntie Cheng asked me to go back after Christmas at her house. Will you come to the airport to pick me up then?" I was able to go home and see his brother in two months, and I was in a very good mood, looking at his brother with bright eyes, wishing that his brother could fly to the United States now and pick him up.

"Okay, okay, brother will definitely go to the airport to pick us up Xiao Le." Fang Jing still misses this little brother who loves brothers for a long time.

"By the way, your ninth brother and I will go to sea in the next two months, and we may not have time to video chat with you. If you have anything to do, please call me. Don't worry if the phone doesn't work, it must be because the two of us are at sea. The signal is not very good." Fang Jing plans to take Cen Jiu to survey the shipwreck in the next two months, and he will make an agreement with Fang Xiaole first, so that he will not find anyone and worry when he arrives.

Fang Jing was thinking about getting a satellite phone. He and Cen Jiu must be at sea all year round in the future. Ordinary mobile phones have no signal, which is very inconvenient.

"Oh." Fang Xiaole was a little disappointed, but still nodded in understanding.

He knew that his brother even quit his job in order to make money. Although he loved to cling to his brother, he still knew the seriousness and would not hold his brother back in major matters.

"Okay, you'll be back in two months, be happy."

After Fang Jing comforted Fang Xiaole, he cut off the video, and finally got up and got out of bed.

The tugboat had already been repaired when it came back. Fang Jing drove the boat to the Jinggang Wharf and filled the boat with oil. It is only enough for the tugboat to sail at sea for 30 days.

In other words, if they don't find the location of the wreck within a month and return to the sea, they can only float at sea.

Sure enough, no matter what you do, making money is not an easy task.