I had a good night's dream. The next morning, when the rooster crowed, the old man Wang in the yard had already taken his son and nephew to practice boxing.

In the room, Xiao Ping'an listened to the "ha Hi The footwall... " When the sound was heard, an excited spirit immediately sprang up and climbed to the window.

Zhang Guoqing was woken up by him, listened carefully for a while, looked at the sky outside the window, waved to him, "son, go to sleep. Wait until five o'clock for the March. "

"Dad, I went to bed early last night."

Hearing the child's implication, Zhang Guoqing sat up and said, "does that father take you out?"

"No, that's what I think. You go to sleep with your mother. "

Zhang Guoqing saw him staring at the outside, smiling and shaking his head, continued to lie down, "people practice their school martial arts, don't watch, this is not in line with the rules."

"I didn't want to steal. I'm observing the difference between granddad Wang's boxing and those in the courtyard. "

Zhang Guoqing did not retort, but a man should be open and aboveboard. Thinking of this, he got up again and got off the Kang.

"Come on, Dad. Take you out."

"Don't you sleep?"

"I can't help it. I have a hard-working son. I can't be too bad when I am a Laozi."

Ping An hugs his father's neck, covers his mouth and smiles. He also turned his head to look at Zhou Jiao, who was sleeping on the Kang, and winked at his father. Isn't his mother very bad?

"Little devil!" Zhang Guoqing patted him on the butt.

After washing and washing, Ping'an begins to take up horse steps in the yard. He has been looking at the three boxing techniques in the yard, especially Uncle Wang and Lin Quan. Gradually, he takes good care of his eyes and begins to practice breathing quietly.

According to his mother, this breath exchange method belongs to the heart method. It can play an auxiliary role with a set of boxing techniques. Of course, he overheard it in the courtyard.

Well, it shouldn't be considered cheating. Who makes his ears so strong that you can hear that granddad is teaching his stupid grandson at such a distance.

Mr. Wang has lived all his life. He is not only a hero, but also a person. When he came back from the deep mountain, he could see that the baby had inherited Zhang Guoqing's divine power. He would look at the child's horse riding posture and really wanted to accept apprentices. Unfortunately

Ping An made a good horse stance, but he still didn't leave when he saw the Master Wang who practiced boxing well. His heart moved and he began to punch. Hum, I'll show you what boxing is! Of course, it would be better to point out the wrong places.

However, his master said that he should hear evil words. Those are his own shortcomings. If there is a reason to correct, it is not reasonable for him to deflate. They should learn to collect the essence of a hundred schools and run through all kinds of moves.

"How long have you practiced, little doll?"

Ping An closed his fist and looked at Lin Quan with a smile: "it's been a year."

"Not bad."

Master Wang waved to him. He jumped to his eyes and touched the child's head. "Learn martial arts and build up your body. Your way is not on this."

Ping An certainly understood what the old man said, but his mother said that he was only five years old. He nodded in confusion and said cleverly, "I will remember my grandfather's words."

Mr. Wang looked at his blinking eyes and thought of Zhang Guoqing when he was a child. He immediately laughed: "little thing, you really follow your father."

Laugh with him safely. If you don't follow your father, are you like an outsider? You're kidding! Well, for the sake of praising himself, I forgive him.

"You have a good set of boxing, but it's too murderous. It doesn't matter if you are young now. When you practice with others in the future, you should pay attention to accidents. Have you learned meridian map

If ordinary children estimate what meridian map is, they don't understand it. When Mr. Wang knew that Zhou Jiao was good at medicine, he was not bad. As her son, it's impossible to start learning martial arts. That smart girl doesn't mention her only son. If he is right, this boxing skill should be taught by the child's grandfather himself.

That move is all fatal. Ordinary people can't get through the essence of a hundred schools of thought. Only through life and death struggle can they understand it. Who is not this kind of boxing handed down to his own blood?

Ping An tilted his head: "meridian map? Is that acupuncture point? Too much. I can't remember. My mom says I'm still young. Take your time

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

After that, he saw that the child looked at himself with respectful eyes. He was very proud of himself, and immediately blurted out: "I have a prescription for exercise. I will give it to your father once a month, and there will be no minor illness in the future."

Ping An happily threw himself into his arms, "great grandfather, you are so kind."

At the sight of some regretful Master Wang, he laughed with joy. It's worth it!

"Granddad, are you still doing it? If you are short of any medicine, you can ask my father for help, and I will help you find out when I go home. "

Mr. Wang patted him, "good boy!"

"Great grandfather!"

Zhang Guoqing witnessed the whole process. He knew better than anyone that the key point of his son's problem was "do you still bubble now?" We should know that Zhou Jiao's prescription is only suitable for children to be 18 years old, which is useless for the future. His grandfather is thinking about him.Sure enough

"Granddad, is that grandfather Wang doing it now? Can medicinal materials be very expensive? If it's expensive, you'll be very hard. I have so many Uncle Wang. Are you always busy? "

"It costs less than going to the hospital once a month. By the way, this prescription is for you. Don't pass it on. You can only use it at home. Do you understand that? "

Ping An quickly nodded his head and looked at the old man with white hair and childish face in front of his eyes. It turned out that what his father said was true. This grandfather is really a master!

Ping An turns his eyes on beads, and the other party gives him a big gift, so he can't be stingy.

What can you do to help yourself?

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

"Granddad, the pine nuts here are warm and sweet. It has the functions of Nourishing Yin, calming wind, moistening lung and smoothing intestines. It can cure rheumatism, dizziness, dry cough, hematemesis and constipation

Mr. Wang was very interested, looking at the baby in his arms as fluent as endorsement, he picked up his eyebrows, "Oh?"

"And Hericium erinaceus, which also has unique medicinal value. It is mild in nature, sweet in taste, helpful to digestion and beneficial to the heart. Can treat indigestion, gastric ulcer, antrum inflammation, stomach ache, stomach distension

Zhang Guoqing touched his nose with a guilty heart. Son, no matter how much you say, it is estimated that the old man can't buy any more. He will give your father all the money in a few hundred miles.

"Granddad, buy more and take it back. My mother told me all these things. She said that medicine is more toxic than tonic

Mr. Wang nodded with a smile, "what your mother said is very reasonable."

"Right? My mother is so amazing. My grandfather said that since my mother came home, he has never been to the hospital, and those health care doctors are not as good as my mother

Mr. Wang asked with a smile, "then why doesn't your mother go to study medicine? It's the right way for her. "

"I also asked my grandfather about this. He said that my mother would scratch herself if she was not careful when she was a doctor. And all day in front of the human body bloody, my mother will be sick to eat, she is too thin, the body can not eat

Mr. Wang was so happy that he laughed.

Seeing this, Ping An patted his forehead with annoyance. How could he say these private words.

He immediately went on to say, "however, my grandfather also said that in order to serve the people, my mother can take time to learn traditional Chinese medicine. The medical skills handed down by our ancestors are no worse than those bad guys in the United States. "

"Very reasonable. Our traditional Chinese medicine has a history of 5000 years

Ping An is relieved to listen to the long talk of Mr. Wang. If you are proud of your form, you will lose if you speak too much! He is still careless. It seems that he has to learn again.

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