Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

In the Chang family yard, everyone stood under the eaves, each holding a bowl, looking at Chang Zhengyang in the yard. They were very curious about the performance of chopping wood in the air in three seconds that he mentioned.

Chang Zhengyang stood in the yard, holding a knife in one hand and a piece of firewood as thick as his forearm in the other.

"Next, don't blink. One, two, three, go!"

Chang Zhengyang threw the firewood upwards with force, and when the firewood was about to fall in front of him.

Chang Zhengyang moved!

clap clap...

There was a series of dense noises, and by the time everyone reacted, there were many more pieces of firewood on the ground. Upon closer inspection, they found that the firewood was of uniform length and had smooth cuts. After counting them carefully, there were exactly eighteen pieces, no more, no less.

"Wow, my son is so amazing, he can even chop wood so neatly!"

Ms. Guo praised for a while and went back to the house to eat. The other few people also gave enthusiastic and free praise, although they did not understand the ins and outs of it.

It’s true, lonely as snow!

Chang Zhengyang performed a sword dance, but found that there was no sheath on his back, so he had to hold the sword and force himself to pose. After a while, seeing that no one noticed his embarrassment, he quickly ran into the house to eat.

Chang Baichuan and Xiao Hu were the only ones left in the yard. Xiao Hu squatted on the ground, stroking the cut on the firewood, which still had some heat left on it. Looking closely, it was still a little charred.

"Xiao Hu, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Hu raised his head, pointed at the firewood on the ground and said softly: "Uncle Baichuan, Brother Zhengyang chopped nine times in less than three seconds. You see, the cuts are charred. This is because the speed was too fast and the blade rubbed against the wood, causing heat. Each piece is the same length, and..."

Xiao Hu stood up, turned around and continued, "The eighteen pieces of wood were only scattered within a one-meter radius, and not a single piece flew far. It's incredible. Brother Zhengyang's control over power is truly amazing!"

Chang Baichuan looked at Xiao Hu's flushed face and rubbed his head with amusement. He really didn't expect that this child, who usually doesn't talk much, can talk so much now.

"It's enough for you to know. I didn't expect that you know so much at such a young age."

Xiao Hu scratched the back of his head shyly and said, "My grandfather taught me all this. Uncle Baichuan, I heard from Aunt Guo that her family used to be escorts. Does Brother Zhengyang know how to chase the cicada in eight steps and Erlang carrying the mountain?"

Chang Baichuan looked surprised: "Huh? You even know this? Was your grandfather also a gangster?"

Xiao Hu nodded and said, "Well, my grandfather used to be a fortune teller and had come into contact with many people in the martial arts world, so he knew some things about the martial arts world. He also said that the Eight Steps to Chase the Cicada and Erlang Carrying the Mountain are the four great martial arts of the Green Forest. The other two are the Scorpion Climbing the City Upside Down and Kuixing Kick Fighting. Am I right, Uncle Baichuan?"

A strange look flashed in Chang Baichuan's eyes, and he patted Xiao Hu's head and said, "I don't know much about you, but I seem to have heard something about it. Xiao Hu, don't tell these things to others in the future, especially the fact that your grandfather was a fortune teller."

Xiao Hu heard this and thought quietly, "I know, Uncle Baichuan, my mother told me so."

"That's good, let's go eat!"

"Ok!"

Chang Zhengyang glanced at Xiao Hu who came into the room, and looked at his father Chang Baichuan. The father and son said nothing, and just lowered their heads to eat in silence.

The weather is getting colder, with heavy snow falling one after another, and the northern land has completely entered a world of ice and snow.

A big thing happened in the Chang family today. Ms. Guo Huiying fell ill and had a high fever. She is now lying in the house with saline drip.

The charcoal fire in the brazier was burning brightly, and the room was as warm as spring. Ms. Guo was lying on the bed, covered with two thick quilts and a wet towel on her forehead. She had fallen asleep.

Chang Baichuan dozed off in a chair beside the bed. He hadn't slept all night. He had been taking care of his daughter-in-law all night. Ms. Guo's fever only subsided this morning. She drank some rice soup hastily and then fell into a deep sleep.

This is the only way Chang Baichuan can take a break from his busy schedule and take a nap.

In fact, with Ms. Guo's physique, she would not easily catch a cold or have a fever, especially in the past six months. She has eaten and drunk enough for three meals a day, with meat at every meal, has no worries in life, sleeps well, has a rosy complexion, is energetic, and is in very good physical condition.

But this time, her high fever had a reason and was beyond her control.

Since the construction of Miyun Reservoir officially started in September, the people of Yanjing began to spontaneously bring shovels to volunteer for labor. Major government agencies, factories and schools often organize their employees to work in Yiwu for a day.

Chang Zhengyang’s school has also organized such activities, and Guo Huiying’s unit, the Central Academy of Fine Arts, is no exception.

Ms. Guo, as the team leader, took a dozen students to Miyun Reservoir yesterday. They did a good job in the beginning. Everyone was in high spirits, shouting slogans, and working very enthusiastically.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and problems soon arose. Many students in art academies had never done heavy physical work. After all, children from ordinary families would not apply to art academies.

Painting is very expensive. Paper, brushes and paints are all consumables, and ordinary people simply cannot afford them.

So this group of art academy students worked hard for only an hour before they were out of breath, began to lose strength, and began to stagger.

At this time, a girl fainted. Guo Huiying, the team leader, immediately carried her on her back and ran towards the medical tent. However, she ran too fast and slipped, and both of them rolled into a snowdrift.

So, after sweating a lot and being buried in the snow for a while, Ms. Guo Huiying unfortunately caught a cold. After returning home, she started to have a fever and talk nonsense.

This made the old men of the Chang family very anxious. Chang Baichuan found his teacher Ma Xiangguo overnight and asked him for help to invite an expert from the affiliated hospital of the medical college to come to their home to treat the disease. After a night of hustle and bustle, the family was in chaos.

"Brother, when will mother get better?"

In the kitchen, Chang Zhengyang sat in front of the coal stove, looking at the medicine jar with bubbling steam. The little girl snuggled in his arms, looking listless, without any of her usual liveliness.

At this time of year in the past, no matter how cold it was outside, she would play with the snow in the alley with her friends using small wooden shovels, and they would not go home unless the adults called them.

"Mom will be well soon."

"really?"

"I promise!"

Chang Zhengyang touched foreheads with the little girl. Chang Wanyue and the others had already gone to school. He had said hello to Ma Xiangguo and stayed at home because he was studying at home these days.

In fact, it was not just Ms. Guo. Chang Zhengyang could hear coughing sounds one after another in the alley. These people were coughing because they caught a cold from voluntary labor. This situation was not only in the alley, but throughout Yanjing.

There have been too many coughs this winter!

Regarding everyone's voluntary labor, Chang Zhengyang can only say that the spirit is commendable, but in reality it is not advisable.

But living in such a prosperous era, does he have to stop fighting like this with everyone else?

useless!