Siheyuan: Full of Love

"Wow, it's snowing really hard!"

After getting up early in the morning, Zhang Dazhuang leaned on the window and looked out.

By the way, heat up the stove a little more.

He was fine, he was just afraid that You Fengxia couldn't bear it.

"Da Zhuang, should we go out and sweep the snow?" A sweet voice came from under the quilt.

You Fengxia said coquettishly.

Zhang Dazhuang smiled and said, "You take a rest. I can sweep the snow by myself."

After saying that, he put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

It had snowed, and the cool air made Zhang Dazhuang feel refreshed all over.

This is also a manifestation of sufficient Yang energy.

If you feel cold all over and are still shivering even when wearing a cotton coat.

There is no doubt that you are lacking in yang energy!

There is nothing much to say, just take care of it first and then supplement it!

Zhang Dazhuang walked on the snow, went to the gate of the compound, got a shovel, and started shoveling the snow.

After a while, You Fengxia also came out and helped.

Zhang Dazhuang said distressedly: "Why are you out in such a cold weather? Go back to the house, I can do it myself!"

You Fengxia was wearing a tweed coat, had fair skin, a small women's leather hat on her head, and a pair of black leather boots on her feet.

Their faces were still a little rosy because they had just come out of the house, making them look even more fresh and refined. Standing in the snow, they actually complemented each other.

She looked at Zhang Dazhuang with her big watery eyes and said to him coquettishly, "No, I want to help!"

Zhang Dazhuang looked at her in a daze. Was this going to develop according to the white moonlight in his heart?

Forced white moonlight?

Then he smiled bitterly and said to her, "Look at the clothes you are wearing. Do you think you are suitable for work?"

You Fengxia stuck out her tongue mischievously and turned around in a circle.

She asked coquettishly, "Does it look good?"

Zhang Dazhuang nodded quickly: "Of course she looks good, my wife looks good in anything she wears!"

Only then did You Fengxia nodded with satisfaction and went into the house to change her clothes.

Zhang Dazhuang said, "Feng'er, I won't practice today. How about I perform a show for you so that I can stretch my muscles?"

You Fengxia clapped her hands happily and said, "Great!"

She had only heard that Zhang Dazhuang was catching enemy spies and thieves outside, and knew very little about his abilities.

I just know that he is very strong.

It’s snowing today, and Zhang Dazhuang is in a good mood. He uses a shovel instead of a knife to review his Eight Breaking Swords!

Start.

Zhang Dazhuang spread his feet, with his left foot forward and his right foot back, and stretched out his left hand with his palm facing down and fingers facing forward. His right hand held the shovel on the right side of his body.

Ha! Exhale and shout! Step forward and chop with the left knife!

He slit the sword head-on, missed it and swung it horizontally to block his waist.

The wind sweeps away the autumn leaves, and the enemy cannot escape.

The striding and lifting is like thunder running, and the continuous lifting of the willow is slanting.

The left and right protection relies on quick access, and the bayonet can be changed at each step.

Step forward and hold the knife diagonally, step forward and move the knife horizontally, turn around and sweep the knife horizontally!

Lift the knife, sweep the knife, sweep left, sweep right...

Zhang Dazhuang became faster and faster as he practiced, and he could shovel with a shovel that made the air fly.

People say ugly tricks make beautiful kung fu, but real killing skills do not have so many fancy moves.

What can you see from a martial art that can take someone's life with just one or two moves?

However, when Zhang Dazhuang used these sword techniques, they seemed extremely majestic and powerful.

The snowflakes on the ground danced with him.

You Fengxia was shocked as she watched from the side, and she admired her man even more.

It is said that men and women are attracted to each other, and it is indeed true.

Beautiful women attract men, and strong men also attract women.

Yin and Yang attract each other...

Never mind, let’s not take this too far.

When Zhang Dazhuang finally stopped, the shovel could no longer withstand the force and broke.

"Good! Good!"

"Great! Haha, Da Zhuang, I finally understand why you were able to catch the enemy spies!"

"That's right, these tricks won't work without some real skills!"

"Why do I feel a chill on my neck when I watch him perform?"

You Fengxia was startled by the cheers coming from all around.

It turned out that the neighbors also heard the noise and came out to take a look.

They happened to see Zhang Dazhuang practicing a few moves and started to applaud him.

"Da Zhuang, you've got real skills!" Sha Zhu came out of his house and gave Zhang Da Zhuang a thumbs up.

"Let our child worship you as his master in the future, and let him learn from you. It will not only exercise his body but also protect him!"

"Silly Zhu, you are really good at taking advantage of others. You even want your child to worship Da Zhuang as his master? Get in line first!"

Xu Damao couldn't help but said.

Sha Zhu said proudly: "Sha Mao, don't say I didn't give you a chance. I wanted to queue up, but there was no one in front of me!"

"You!" Xu Damao was furious.

Zhang Dazhuang laughed and said, "It's not that I'm strong, it's that this sword technique is powerful. Master Ma created it for the Northwest Army. It's a bayonet fight specifically for killing the Japanese devils!

If there are children who are willing to learn in the future, you can teach them!"

"Hey! That's right! Let our children learn this from now on, and it will be considered as exercise!"

"Yes, yes! Not only children can learn it, you can learn it too!"

"Me? Forget it! I can't afford a shovel."

. . .

"Haha! Da Zhuang, you can't blame me for this. You broke the shovel, so you have to buy a new one, right?"

Yan Bugui came out of the house with a smile on his face.

Zhang Dazhuang looked at the broken shovel beside him and felt a little annoyed. It seemed that he couldn't control his strength when fighting.

You have to keep practicing, don’t slack off!

He said to Yan Bugui: "Don't worry, Uncle San, I'll go buy a new one right now!"

Everyone came out of their homes, took out their tools and started clearing the snow in the yard.

Zhang Dazhuang will first connect the broken shovel and use it as is, and then buy a new one later.

When people had almost finished cleaning up, Zhang Dazhuang made a snowman for You Fengxia.

She was so happy that she was like a little child. She quickly called Lou Xiao'e over and asked her to watch it together.

. . .

As the New Year is getting closer, people are getting happy.

Nowadays it is not like the feudal society in the past, when the New Year was called a customs check.

Every Chinese New Year, the creditors would come to collect the debts. If you didn’t pay or didn’t have enough money, they would sell your children.

Everything in the house must be used to pay off the debt!

After the New Year, when neighbors see each other, they all congratulate each other. Why?

I managed to get through this hurdle without being forced to death by my creditors!

Now the people are in charge!

New society, new look, new atmosphere.

Everything is new!

It’s the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.

Zhang Dazhuang did the same thing as usual in the morning, getting up, practicing martial arts and making breakfast.

The two had just finished breakfast when they saw Yan Bugui moving the table outside.

Red paper, pen and ink are also ready.

"Uncle, are you starting to write couplets?" Zhang Dazhuang walked out and asked.

"Tomorrow is the 30th. If you don't write it now, do you want to post it after the New Year?" Yan Bugui said.

"That should be around noon, right? Or maybe we can write it in the house? How can we do it in this cold?"

"Hey! You're still concerned about me, don't worry, you can still get cold just by writing a few words, right?"

"Okay, Uncle, give me one first. Two Chinese characters for blessing and a couplet!"

Then he whispered, "I won't give you any money. How about I get you some bacon later?"

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up, "Hey~ Da Zhuang, what's the point of talking about money? We are not far from talking about that with our relationship!"

"Uncle San will write you a nice poem!"

Yan Bugui covered his hands with the thermos and began to write couplets.

When people saw that the third uncle had already set up his formation, they all came out to ask for couplets, the word "Fu" or something like that.

Five cents, ten cents, or twenty cents, no matter how much, it is a token of my appreciation, and Yan Bugui will never refuse anyone.

It’s not even noon yet and almost every household has it.