Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Today's tea is Dahongpao, Jiang Bai has a tricky tongue, and it is very smooth to drink tea from the uncle's collection.The rock tea was brewed thickly, except for him and Liao Chengming, the rest of the people didn't touch it, especially Fucheng, who took a sip and stuck out his tongue, saying that it was like drinking medicine.

After drinking a few cups, Jiang Bai led his juniors and set off.

In addition to the address, there is also Liao Chengming's name card in the schoolbag.Last night, it was ready-made and mounted. Uncle Shi’s famous Tiepi, dark blue brocade surface, pasted with thick rice paper.In order to find this piece of paper, I turned out Fu Hong's Huitu post back then.

It is also the same size, with a golden brocade surface, inside is the evidence that Fucheng worshiped Fuhong as his teacher.There is a reply post, and there is a teacher apprentice post, but the uncle can't find it for a while.

This is beyond Jiang Bai's imagination. A simple hardcover book, which probably won't be protected by the law if you take it out, is an important proof of the relationship between generations of martial arts practitioners and an emotional link connecting the past and the future.Only with this post can I openly say what kind of master I have worshiped and what kind of kung fu I have learned, and the master can pat his chest and say which outstanding apprentice he has taken in.

The unwritten contract has strengthened the relationship for a period of time.Even if Fu Cheng is Fu Hong's son, he can't hide from him. In the world of Kung Fu, it's justifiable to have posts.

I must have passed the tea and accepted Fu Hong's reply post, but can I still find that post?Jiang Bai closed his eyes and rested his mind, listening to the three juniors squeezed together in the back seat of the taxi, complaining about sore legs and sore arms.

Shizizhang's address was not easy to find, the taxi driver turned left and right to find it, Jiang Bai led his juniors to get off, and stood at the entrance of the alley, with a narrow path in front of him.A gust of wind ran out from the alley and blew their faces, as if they were not welcome.

"Brother, can we find him?" Fu Cheng was worried.After all, my father was very angry with the lion.

"If you want me to say, let's spend money to order it." Qiu Li retreated, and Feng punched his eyelids, "It's not expensive to make a better lion head, more than 3000 can be made, and more than 5000 can be made. Even if we want tens of thousands, we can get the money for a few lions."

Qingrang didn't express his opinion, and waited for Jiang Bai to speak.

"Let's take a look first." Jiang Bai didn't know what to do.The uncle only gave a very vague address, which was the name of the alley, but did not give the house number.Jiang Bai led people in, without a clue.

"Can you really find it?" Fu Cheng hid behind his senior brother, avoiding the wind.

"How do you find it..." Qiu Li hid behind Fucheng to hide from the wind, "Come on, Rang Rang, you hide behind me, and I'll block it for you."

"Qing Rang is so much taller than you, how do you shield him from the wind? Are you fucking in a coma?" Fu Cheng smiled and drank the wind, and put his arms around the waist of his senior brother, feeling more secure.Suddenly the waist that gave him a sense of security in front was not safe, the person suddenly stopped, he bumped into the back of Senior Brother, and Qiu Li bumped into his back.

Jiang Bai stood still and arrived.

Fu Cheng rubbed his nose. "Brother? Did you find it?"

"It should be." Jiang Bai looked at the double-opened door not far away. There was no couplet, no banner, and no door god. The door was even more dilapidated than the one in Fu's class. If you didn't look carefully, you would miss it, thinking that there was no one in the house.

But in front of this door, there is a square made of blue bricks, surrounding a place.The inside is soil, the pit is neither deep nor shallow, as if something has been planted.

Zhang Yiliu, he moved the willow tree pit.

The four stood side by side in front of the broken door. They couldn't imagine how many southern lions there were in those years, and how skillful the man inside was, able to make the lions live.

"Don't move, I'll knock on the door." Jiang Bai took off his schoolbag and took the name card.

"We'll go with you!" Fucheng was afraid that his senior brother would suffer, "Shizizhang's words hurt him."

Jiang Bai turned his head and twisted his head, just in time to pinch Fu Cheng's chin. "Who can speak better than you? Stand up for me."

"Oh." Fucheng waited with his juniors, watching the seniors go up and knock on the door.

The door is really dirty, with several layers of thick dust falling down, like a layer of soil cover, pat it a few times, and slag falls down.Jiang Bai didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that his hands would be too strong, so he would knock down the door two or three times.

There was no movement inside the door, so he continued to shoot, and the soil on the right door was scattered, almost falling out of the color inside.With another palm, the door panel moved.

A slit was slowly opened, revealing a face.

Jiang Bai was taken aback for a moment, not daring to speak.According to Fu Cheng and his uncle, Lion Zhang should be about the same age as his uncle, but he never expected to be an old man with silver hair.

"Who are you looking for?" the old man asked.

Jiang Bai dusted his hands and smiled. "Excuse me, are you Tianqiao Lion Zhang, Master Zhang?"

"I don't know." The old man shook his head slowly, "He died a long time ago."

Said that the door was about to close, Jiang Bai quickly reached out to grab it, and pressed his fingers against the crack of the door, pinching it painfully. "Wait a minute, we have a famous post, we are here to beg you."

"Famous post?" The old man paused, panting, as if centuries had passed, "Now...does anyone still use famous post?"

The door gap was loosened by half a centimeter, Jiang Bai withdrew his hand and handed the name card in. "This is a famous post from our uncle, he asked us to come to you."

"Master...Uncle?" The old man smiled. He didn't know whether he was laughing at the young man outside the door, or at himself being too old. "It's new, it's new."

Jiang Bai held the door with both hands, afraid that the crack in the door would disappear.It was as if once it was closed it would never open again.The wind got stronger, and there was a strange sound coming from the door. Jiang Bai couldn't hear it clearly. He looked inside for a few seconds, but saw nothing.

What is this sound?Very familiar, very familiar.Jiang Bai waited for Lion Zhang to respond.

Unexpectedly, the dark blue name card was thrown straight out and spread out on the ground.The old man didn't speak, but knocked on the door hard, pinching Jiang Bai's hand.

"Brother!" Before Jiang Bai cried out in pain, Fucheng couldn't take it anymore, "You...you let go of the door, you are holding my senior brother!"

"You!" Zhang Yiliu's old eyes suddenly became clear, and the door opened, "Aren't you... aren't you the Fu kid from Fujiaban?"

Fucheng was taken aback for a moment, what the hell, did you recognize him?It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's all because I haven't changed much since I was a child, I thought I couldn't recognize it if I grew taller.

"You... how do you still remember? How many years have passed..." Fu Cheng pulled back his senior brother's hand, "Look at you, my senior brother's hand is red, just now you , how fragile the phalanx is, if it is pinched off, who will pay my senior brother for a pair of hands?"

"Fucheng, don't talk yet." Jiang Bai's fingers lost consciousness, "Master Zhang, we came to you because we wanted to..."

"You turned into ashes! I know you all!" Zhang Yiliu opened the door ajar, it's all right now, there are 4 older children outside the door, I heard that that bastard Fu Hong took 4 apprentices, and they served tea collars in a proper manner After reading back to the posts, they are all here now, "What are you doing outside my house? Four King Kongs! Go away, seeing Liao Zizi's posts is enough to cause a headache. If that guy doesn't do good things, you won't be much better!"

Jiang Bai still wanted to pick the door open. "Listen to us..."

"Listen to a fart!" Zhang Yiliu is old, and he can swear unambiguously, "I knew you were Fu Hong's apprentices, and your hands were directly pinched off! Get out! Get out of here!"

"Master Zhang!" Jiang Bai's hand was held by Fucheng, so he had to put his shoulder against the door, and compete with the people inside. The old man was very strong, "We want to ask you to order a southern lion, and we have signed up for the battle lion armor. Starts in February."

"War Lion Armor?" Zhang Yiliu smiled maliciously, and the wrinkles on his face became more wrinkled when he laughed, "When did Fu Hong's poor apprentice have this ability? You go, take a good look, and look at it with bare buttocks." The Lions team in the south know the word "overreaching one's ability", which was never taught in school."

When the words were over, the door closed and locked with a click.Jiang Bai was helpless, he could only watch the door close tightly.

"Let me see your hands!" Fu Cheng held his senior brother's wrists, "It's so fucking bullying! Cursing, scolding, why do you pinch your hand." As he said, he held his hand to his mouth and exhaled, "Qi I'm dead, this old man is 40 years younger, I'll fight him today. Does my brother hurt?"

Jiang Bai wasn't in so much pain, seeing Fucheng's nose flushed from anxiety, he changed his mind. "It hurts a lot, the phalanx may be broken."

"Fuck!" Fucheng turned around in the same place, "Go to the hospital, you must go to the hospital! Brother, you don't know that human finger bones are very fragile. My dad often said that you need to protect your hands when practicing kung fu. If you don't protect your hands, any weapon will be fine." You can’t lift it, and you can’t use any boxing techniques. Don’t be afraid, I’ll rub it with white vinegar and hot water when you get back, rubbing the red spots on each finger, walk around, go home, don’t be angry with him!”

"That's right, don't be angry." Qiu Li was furious, "Let's go!"

"Qing Rang, what did you hear just now?" Jiang Bai asked, "Did you hear it?"

Qiu Li shook his head. "Who's listening? I'll be mad at that old man!"

"There is indeed a sound." Qing Rang nodded, "I heard it. There seems to be something in the courtyard. That movement... must have been heard before."

"Brother, are you still in pain?" Fu Cheng looked at his little daughter-in-law's wronged eyes, "I'll give you a hug if it hurts. I'm so mad, I'll put firecrackers on his door some other day. Run, I scare him to death!"

I don't know if Fucheng's voice was too loud, but the people at the door heard it, and threw out a broken bowl, smashing it on the side of the road outside the courtyard.

Jiang Bai subconsciously raised his arm to block Fucheng, and the crumbs from the big bowl splashed all over their faces.Fortunately, the ceramic is old, and it looks like it is crispy when flying, and it has no lethality.

"How dare you throw something at my senior brother!" Fu Cheng jumped up, "Lion Zhang, you have the ability to stay at home and open the door! I will fight you today!"

Jiang Bai grabbed Fucheng's hat by his collar, watching him thump and drag him back. "Let's go, come back next week."

"Don't go!" Fucheng kicked in the air, but he didn't dare to kick Shizizhang's door. If he really kicked the door and it fell down, he would have to pay for it, "Brother, let go!"

"What are you loose, come here!" Jiang Bai couldn't hold the back of his neck anymore, and twisted Fu Cheng's face, "What are you making a fuss about?"

Fucheng rubbed his face, twisted several people again, his voice was aggrieved, and he hoped to be praised. "Help you vent your anger... His hands are red, he just doesn't like Fu's class. Brother, let me stop making trouble, am I...mature now?"

"Mature? You flew away without pulling you!" Jiang Bai held onto Fucheng firmly, afraid of throwing another bowl, "Let's go back first, and try again next week."

"Oh. Then don't pinch my face from now on. If it doesn't hurt, it won't hurt. What if it's broken?" Fu Cheng rubbed his cheeks, smiled again, and didn't hold grudges.

Qiu Li and Qing Rang wiped the dirt off their faces, dusted off their clothes, and just wanted to applaud Jiang Bai.In the past, he was too used to Fucheng, but now he is finally willing to take care of it.

The first failure was in Jiang Bai's plan. After learning it, they continued to practice the horse stance, and listened to the uncle's last lecture on lion dance culture.Back at school in the evening, Jiang Bai led his juniors to continue their physical training, and they were going to scold people even in Fucheng. Could this be Ace's love?

"Mom, I'm dying... Is there something wrong with Jiang Bai's head?" Qiu Li finished 200 sit-ups and pretended to be dead on his stomach, "We are dancing lions, not being danced by lions." , wouldn’t practice so hard, would it?”

"Brother, he can practice as soon as he is asked. Brother wants to train us, when is it our turn to force him?" Fucheng rubbed his butt, the kick still hurt.But he didn't dare to say it, for fear of being slapped again.

Hmph, it drives you crazy, now you are my senior brother, when I become an adult, I will kidnap you so much that I can't get out of bed.Fu Cheng watched his brother do push-ups with one hand, his undulating back muscles made him swallow, suddenly there was a row of people beside him.

"Little pretty, I'll take you to the rehearsal with the hard air class today, let's try it?" Luo Qiang said.

Fucheng exhausted his last bit of strength to look back, except for the class teacher, all 20 monks in the hard class were there. "Huh? So soon...rehearsal so soon?"

"Who is going to take him to the rehearsal? No." Jiang Bai stood up from the ground, and his temple felt like a small needle.Strange, why did I feel so nervous when I heard that Fucheng was going to participate in the extravaganza?Is there something... I didn't remember?