There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

It was a good night's dream. The next morning, when the rooster crowed, Mr. Wang was already practicing boxing with his son and nephew in the yard.

In the room, Xiaopingan was stupefied when he heard the sound of Ha... hi... Xiapan... coming from outside, he jumped up and crawled towards the window immediately.

Zhang Guoqing was awakened by him, listened carefully for a while, glanced at the sky outside the window, and waved to him, Son, go to sleep. Wait until five o'clock before taking a step.

Dad, I went to bed early last night.

Hearing the implication of the child's words, Zhang Guoqing sat up, Then dad will take you out?

No, that's all I see. You and mom will sleep on.

Seeing him staring outside, Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile, and continued to lie down, People practice their martial arts, don't watch, it's against the rules.

I didn't want to steal the teacher. I was observing the difference between Grandpa Wang's boxing skills and the grandpas in the compound.

Zhang Guoqing didn't open his mouth to refute after hearing this, but a man should always behave in an aboveboard manner. Thinking of this, he got up and got off the kang again.

Go, Dad will take you out.

Aren't you going to sleep?

No way, I have a hardworking son, and I can't be too humble as an old man.

Ping An put his arms around his father's neck, covering his mouth and grinning. He also deliberately turned his head to look at Zhou Jiao who was sleeping on the kang, and winked at his father - isn't his mother very mean?

Little devil! Zhang Guoqing patted his buttocks.

After washing, Ping An in the yard began to take a stride. He had been looking at the boxing skills of the three in the yard, especially the fight between Uncle Wang and Lin Quan. Gradually, he closed his eyes and began to practice breathing quietly.

According to his mother, this method of exchanging breaths is a mental method, and it plays a supporting role in conjunction with his own set of boxing methods. Of course, he overheard this idea in the compound.

Well, this shouldn't count as stealing a teacher. Who makes my ears so good that I can hear that grandpa teaching his stupid grandson from such a distance.

Mr. Wang has lived his whole life, and he is not considered an outstanding man, but he can also be regarded as a genius. When he came back from the deep mountains, he could see that this little milk baby had inherited Zhang Guoqing's supernatural power. Now that he saw the child's posture in the horse stance, he really wanted to accept him as an apprentice. pity……

Ping An put on his horse stance, seeing that Mr. Wang, who had practiced boxing well, still didn't leave. His heart moved, and he began to punch. Hmph, I will show you what boxing is! Of course, it would be better if you can point out the wrong place.

His master said that he must hear bad words, and those are his own shortcomings. Correct it if it makes sense, and don't take him out of breath. I have to learn to gather the essence of hundreds of schools and master all kinds of moves.

Little baby, how long have you been practicing?

Ping An closed his fists and looked at Lin Quan with a smile: It's been a year.

good.

Mr. Wang beckoned to him, saw him jumping in front of his eyes, and touched the child's head, It's enough to learn martial arts to strengthen your body, your way is not on this.

Of course Ping An understood what the old man said, but his mother said it, and he was only five years old. He nodded in confusion, and said obediently: I will remember what my great-grandfather said.

Seeing him blinking, Mr. Wang remembered Zhang Guoqing's childhood, and laughed out loud: Little thing, you really follow your father.

Ping An laughed along with him. If you don't follow your father, do you look like an outsider? What a joke! Well, for the sake of boasting, the old man forgives him.

Your boxing technique is good, but it's too murderous. It doesn't matter that you are still young. When you practice against others in the future, you should be careful of accidents. Have you learned the meridians?

An ordinary child would probably not understand what a meridian map is. When Mr. Wang knew that Zhou Jiao was good at medicine, it wasn't even bad. As her son, it is impossible to start learning martial arts, that clever girl does not mention the only son. If he is not mistaken, this boxing method should be taught by the child's grandfather himself.

That move was a deadly move. Ordinary people cannot comprehend the essence of a hundred schools of thought, only through life and death struggles can they comprehend it. Who didn't pass this kind of boxing method down to the blood of the direct relatives?

Ping An tilted his head: The meridian map? Is it the acupuncture point? There are too many, and I can't always remember. My mother said that I am still young, so I don't worry about taking my time.

Mr. Wang nodded slightly, What your mother said is also reasonable. But those who learn martial arts must know some medical skills, so that they can save lives at critical times.

After finishing speaking, seeing the child looking at him with respectful eyes, he felt very proud, and immediately blurted out: I have a body training prescription, I will give it to your father later, soak it once a month, and there will be no minor illnesses in the future. .”

Ping An jumped into his arms happily, Grandpa, you are so kind.

Mr. Wang, who was regretting a little, laughed happily when he saw it. worth it!

Grandpa, are you still drinking now? If you are missing any medicine, you can ask my dad for help, and I will help you when I get home.

Mr. Wang patted him, Good boy!

What a grandpa!

Zhang Guoqing witnessed the whole process from the sidelines. He understood better than anyone else that the key point of his son's question was 'Are you still dating? ’ You must know that Zhou Jiao’s prescription is only suitable for children to soak until they are 18 years old, and it will be useless for the future. The child is thinking about his grandpa right now.

really……

Grandpa, does Grandpa Wang also drink now? Will the medicinal materials be expensive? If it is expensive, you will have a hard time. I have so many Uncle Wang, are you always busy?

Just once a month, it costs less than going to the hospital when you get sick. By the way, this prescription is for you. Don't spread it. You can only use it for yourself. Do you understand what it means?

Pingan nodded quickly, and stared at the white-haired and childlike old man in front of him with staring eyes. It turned out that what his father said was true. This old man is really a master!

Ping An rolled his eyes, and the other party gave him a big gift, so he couldn't be stingy.

So what can you do to help yourself?

He thought hard for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and there it is!

Grandpa, the red pine nuts here are warm and sweet. They have the effects of nourishing yin, quenching wind, moistening the lungs, and smoothing the intestines. They can cure wind numbness, dizziness, dry cough, hematemesis, and constipation.

Mr. Wang looked at the milk baby in his arms with great interest and said it fluently as if reciting a book. He raised his eyebrows, Oh?

There is also Hericium erinaceus, which also has unique medicinal value. It is flat in nature and sweet in taste, helps digestion and benefits the heart. It can cure indigestion, gastric ulcer, gastric sinus inflammation, stomach pain, and bloating.

Zhang Guoqing touched his nose guiltily. Son, no matter how much you talk, the old man probably won't be able to buy much, and your father will cover everything within a few hundred miles.

Grandpa, buy more and take them home. My mother told me these things. She said that medicine is three-point poisonous, and medical treatment is not as good as food supplements.

Mr. Wang smiled and nodded, What your mother said makes sense.

Right? My mother is amazing. My grandfather said that since my mother came home, he hasn't been to the hospital. Those health doctors are not as good as my mother.

Mr. Wang asked with a smile, Then why doesn't your mother study medicine? She is suitable for this path.

I also asked my grandfather about this. He said that when he was studying medicine, he would use the knife all day long. If he was not careful, my mother might injure herself. And if he was bloody on the human body all day long, my mother would be so disgusted. She can't eat, she is too thin and her body can't bear it.

Mr. Wang laughed happily.

Seeing this, Ping An patted his forehead annoyed, how could he say such private words casually.

He immediately went on to say: However, my grandfather also said that serving the people, my mother can spare time to learn Chinese medicine. The medical skills passed down from our ancestors are no worse than those bad guys in the United States.

It's very reasonable. Our Chinese medicine has a history of 5,000 years, and the earliest Hua Tuo...

Hearing Mr. Wang start a long speech, Pingan breathed a sigh of relief. If you are proud of your appearance, you will lose your mind if you talk too much! He was still careless, and it seemed that he had to learn more.