[0032] turned out to be a master

To be honest, it's a lie whether Yihe is nervous or not - in the face of his future mother-in-law, who is also a martial arts master and looks much younger than his actual age. How can he sit with Su Xiaoru like a mother-in-law who has more sisters than mother and daughter?

Su Xiaoru's mother's name is Ye Xinyi, who used to be the heir of Emei's short fight. Su Xiaoru had already explained this to him clearly on the way from the airport. It can be said that Su Xiaoru's family is a martial arts family, and Su Xiaoru can not only do Wing Chun!

Emei chases the wind short hit, close to the body, the action range is small, the speed is fast, and the small hand is strong, and it is unpreventable. This kind of kung fu used to only exist in Yihe's very intuitive imagination, but today Yihe knows that there is really such a kung fu in the world that sticks to you - perverted, too abnormal.

Amei is known as Xuan, and it is unusual to chase the wind and electricity.

The weak system grabs the soft point, and the soft energy can restrain the change.

Short can fight long close combat, small can win big tight series.

It's urgent to win and slow, and it's the truth that it's fast and invincible.

This poem describes the characteristics of Emei chasing the wind and short fight, which is a vivid poem, that is the so-called heart formula. Yihe listened to Su Xiaoru say it and has already remembered it - very good and powerful. If Emei's chasing the wind short hit cooperates with Wing Chunquan, the power does not seem to be as simple as double!

Yi He didn't expect that Su Xiaoru's kung fu had reached such an unreachable point. In the future, Yi He would be more pressured to be a husband for such a woman, and the pressure was not ordinary.

Yi He showed his modesty and cautiousness, slightly shyness and admiration in front of a martial arts master. He answered the questions raised by his mother-in-law, who his surname is, what is his parents' name, what is his father's name, what is his salary and income, what are his plans for the future, etc...

Just when Yi He was asked to be dizzy, Ye Xinyi's eyes suddenly moved and said, "Is your mother Ye Tong? My hometown is not local, Xun'an Town? It's really a coincidence. I'm also from Xun'an Town. In those years, I had a senior sister with the same name as your mother's name. I chased the wind and galloped all the way. Even the master couldn't stand it. She said that she was a rare strange woman in the martial arts!"

Yi He intuitively felt that it was strange, but his mother-in-law did not ask questions about family affairs, and Yi He was much more relieved. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, blurted out the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Auntie, which way is your master?"

Ye Xinyi said, "My master's name is Ye Shanhe. He walked through Sichuan before liberation and later settled in Xun'an Town. He set up his home there. My senior sister is the master's daughter... Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you? Does it seem to look a little strange?

Yi closed his mouth and said for a long time, "It's impossible. How is it possible?"

Why is Yihe so surprised?

Because Yihe's grandfather is also called Ye Shanhe, but Yihe never knew whether his grandfather was a martial arts master or a discolored Emei chase, and his mother was actually a master... But since he was a child, why didn't he see any clue? Yihe is depressed and wants to hit the wall!

Ye Xinyi suddenly said, "You should be my senior sister's son, right?"

Yi He exhaled and said weakly, "I don't know." There are many people with the same name and surname in the world. He hopes that this is a misunderstanding - but there is only one surnamed Ye Shanhe, Ye Tong, and even Ye in Xun'an Town. Yi He smiled bitterly and said, "Every time I go back to see my grandfather, I feel that he is very strong, but they can work hard. Why should they hide it from me? I'm dizzy..."

Ye Xinyi said, "Let's not talk about this. Maybe your mother doesn't want you to learn martial arts. Now it has been modernized, and it is of little use to learn martial arts. Even if it is a war, it is a machine gun. If it doesn't work, you can have a *, but these skills are nothing but hurting the body..."

Ye Xinyi shook her head. She obviously knew why Ye Tong did not pass the chase all the way to her son - martial arts injury. This is the truth, and no one can subvert it. Practice martial arts in troubled times and settle down, but now in this world, martial arts is of little use...

To be honest, it is not good for the human body to pass on this craft. All martial arts practitioners don't want to say that martial arts practice is sometimes like wrapping small feet, which makes people's bones, and even limbs are artificially deformed. Even when many people are 40 or 50 years old, their joints hurt all over their bodies!

This is not a lie!

practicing martial arts is not intended to strengthen the body. If you want to strengthen the body, running and doing push-ups every day is better than anything else. From ancient times to the present, and even extending forward for less than a hundred years, there is only one purpose of practicing martial arts - to bet on your future life to keep yourself alive now.

Since the emergence of kung fu films and martial arts novels, Chinese kung fu has been mythical.

They think that Chinese kung fu can strengthen the body and nourish the body, but what do those who raise the body rely on? It is a precious traditional Chinese medicine and some breathing and breathing methods, but this has little to do with kung fu. Practice your breath inside and practice your muscles and bones outside. That's what I'm talking about.

All kung fu is seven injured fists. If you want to hurt the enemy, you should hurt yourself first.

If it weren't for those secret medicinal herbs, then martial arts practitioners would be even more tragic - you can imagine what the consequences would be if the dark wounds on the body were not treated in advance?

Yi He said, "However, I still think kung fu is very useful."

Ye Xinyi smiled and said, "Everyone has different views on the world, which is normal. Do you know what martial arts practice is? Nowadays, martial arts novels are too mythical. If you have read martial arts novels like Dadao Wangwu in the early period of the Republic of China, then you should understand something!"

"What?"

Ye Xinyi asked, "Do you know what kung fu is?"

Yi He shook his head. Although some people say this word every day, but if you let him understand it, you really can't understand it.

Ye Xinyi said, "The so-called kung fu is a kind of accumulated persistence. We often talk about kung fu for a while. In fact, this word really means that. What is martial arts? Over time, you have practiced instinctive killing skills, that is kung fu. A person, if you insist on shoveling coal with a shovel every day, then he will have kung fu on his arm!"

Yihe's brain began to turn, and he seemed to understand a little. He said according to his own ideas, "Oh, well, those who practice Wing Chun in the movie will grab notes to play, isn't this the same?"

"Yes, there are similar exercises in chasing the wind."

......

After Ye Xinyi's explanation, Yi He seems to have seen the door of kung fu open. He thought that since ancient times, people have thought that killing is harmful. Does it mean that practicing this will hurt their bodies? Does each of us have our own day in our hearts?

Since Yi He's similar epiphany, he has begun to pay attention to the details of life and begin to think about every sentence people say. Ye Xinyi's words plunged him into meditation. His thoughts divergent and gradually fell into a quiet state and became forgetful.

The strange color in Ye Xinyi's eyes flashed and blurted out, "What a deep*!"

*, what is that? It is a kind of self-retained effort, which can not only think about gains and losses, but also allows your body to automatically repair the damage. Yihe's Jing was too sudden, just because of Ye Xinyi's words... After a while, Su Xiaoru came in.

"Mom, I bought the vegetables back!"

Ye Xinyi stood up and went into the kitchen with her daughter. While choosing dishes, she asked, "Xiao Ru, did you find any difference when you went to Xiaoyi's house last time?"

Su Xiaoru said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Ye Xinyi said, "Xiaoyi's home is not ordinary. I just asked. Xiaoru, do you know who learned from your mother's frightening short fight? It's Xiaoyi's grandpa. The powerful sister that my mother often talks to you about is Xiaoyi's mother..."

I have to say that gossip is a woman's nature. Ye Xinyi can't keep these words at all. A person knows that it is too uncomfortable. She wants to talk to others, and now she naturally only has her own daughter. The feeling of saying it was much better. Ye Xinyi breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Sister Ye Tong's kung fu is very powerful!"

Su Xiaoru said, "Mom, how many times have you said this? Every time you come back, you are so nagging. Besides, I will live outside in the future and won't come back!"

Ye Xinyi stared at Su Xiaoru and said, "Isn't it for your good? I practiced a half-handed Wing Chun fist and waved everywhere. Sooner or later, I met a master. What should I see? Listen to your mother, you should keep a low profile. At your level, do you still teach Xiaoyi kung fu? Don't let your mother-in-law laugh..."

Su Xiaoru rolled her eyes and said it bluntly. Is it necessary to turn around and have no feet?

There was a lot of chattering in the kitchen. After a while, Ye Xinyi said, "Xiaoru, let's go to Xiaoyi's house after dinner. My senior sister and I haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss you so much... I'm so excited. If you can't do it, Xiaoru, you can cook by yourself. Mom will go upstairs to calm down and calm down. Calm down!"

Su Xiaoru was stunned: "I'm dizzy."

Easy mind is ethereal, he doesn't think about anything, and he doesn't know anything. In his heart, the little bit of heaven and man's unity, and that little bit of the concept of heaven gradually became clear:

Everyone has a watch me, a Ben me. Many people don't know what I am and what I am. In fact, I am the real us, but I need us to look for it. What am I? I am God. When a person's table and I are unified, then it is the unity of heaven and man!

This is the way of man.

The law of man and Taoism, the law of heaven and earth, and the law of earth.

This is a kind of enlightenment. Although Yihe has not yet entered the palace of practitioners, he has seen clearly what the essence of cultivation is - cultivation is that a person pursues the self, makes me and me harmonized, and then uses this new Taoism to dominate the world and the teacher's nature.

If a person reaches such a state, it may not be a legend. Because of the law of man, the law can be the law of heaven...

Suddenly, Yihe felt a headache, as if it was a needle. His mind seemed to have touched some taboos, which made him hit the wall and then turned around. But those feelings just now are real, lingering, easy to rub the swollen and painful head, with a mysterious smile on the corners of the mouth:

"There is a road to the future, and it will be the top. Will it be far away?"

Be clear-minded, see sex, and then you can be united with heaven and man.

However, there seems to be something missing from the unity of heaven and man. Yihe doesn't know what that is, but after this realization, Yihe feels that the world in front of him is clearer, and he also has an indescribable relaxation and comfort all over his body. He took a deep breath, but it is the fragrance of vegetables in the kitchen.

At this time, Ye Xinyi had gone upstairs to calm down her excitement. Only Su Xiaoru was busy in the kitchen. Yi He walked into the kitchen and asked, "Sister Ru, do you need help?"

Su Xiaoru said, "Don't make trouble. Thank God. I dare not bother here. Go out!"

Yi He lowered his voice and said, "Isn't this at my mother-in-law's house? Do you want to behave well? I don't have to do it. Just stay in the kitchen and talk, which can add points. You said that if I don't behave well and my aunt is unhappy, won't our business be more difficult?

"Go, my mother is not that kind of person, and did I say I would marry you?"

Yi He said, "I remember saying that on the way here, someone said that my woman's fate is really good. It's better to find a way to hold it!"

Su Xiaoru said, "This seems to have nothing to do with marriage!"

"Is there no extended meaning?"

Su Xiaoru shoveled the pot twice and hummed, "No, I mean to buy a dog chain and tie you at home if you have nothing to do in the future, so that it will be safe. Go home and shake my tail every day. I don't believe that you can find any little beauty outside..."

Yi He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Xiao Ru, we have something to say. Can we not develop in this direction that is a little abnormal in the eyes of lay people? As a man, if you become a dog slave, the pear is quite big.

Su Xiaoru said, "I have decided!"

"God..."

Yi He stretched out his hand and scratched on the glass door of the kitchen. He sighed at the ruthlessness of the sky and the coldness of the earth, and his heart: You are ruthless, you are cold. How can you have so many puppets? The glass door made a shrill sound: Aren't you ruthless, aren't you cold?

Su Xiaoru put down the frying pan and shovel and shouted, "I can't stand it anymore. Are you finished? If you scratch again, I'll throw you out, I promise!"

I really can't stand it. The sharp sound enters people's ears and makes my heart throb. Yihe can also stop, with a slapping smile on his face. Su Xiaoru saw that it was impossible not to do something for Yihe. She raised her hand and pointed to the green pepper in the basin and said, "Wash it clean and break it into small pieces!"

Easy to stand upright, salute!

"yessir!"

Yi Hegaga laughed strangely and went to bully the green peppers in the basin. After a while, the green peppers disintegrated and broke apart. Su Xiaoru issued a new order: "Culiflower!"

There are only two words in the order this time, and the full name should be "the inhumane destruction and disintegration project of cauliflower". Yihe's favorite is this kind of destruction work, which is divided by two. Su Xiaoru also stir-fried several dishes. One by one, Ye Xinyi sat down...

As soon as Ye Xinyi came up, she picked up a bowl of dishes for Yi He and said, "Come on, try my little Ru's craftsmanship!"

"Come on, eat this green pepper... My little Ru..."

Su Xiaoru is speechless.

Yihe did not refuse to come. As for why he didn't wait for Su Xiaoru's father, he didn't have time to ask. Because Ye Xin's action of picking dishes integrates the characteristics of chasing the wind and short beatings, it is very fast. Often just after eating in one bite, the chopstick dishes are already in place and ready...

In fact, Su Xiaoru, a table of vegetables, hardly moved.

In fact, it's all easy to eat.

Ye Xinyi's chopsticks kung fu is indisputable. It is necessary to have speed, aim at the head, and it is difficult not to eat it - but after all, people's stomachs are limited, and most of the bowls are left in the end. Yi He sent it to Su Xiaoru with a pleading look, with an ugly smile: "Xiaoru, help me Right!"

Su Xiaoru said, "What? Not delicious?"

"Delicious."

"If it's delicious, you should eat more. Don't worry about Xiaoru. You can't be hungry..."

"Today's meal is specially made for you!"

Yi He resisted the impulse of hiccups and rubbed his stomach with one hand that could no longer hold anything. He looked at the bowl in front of him and the only three dishes left... It turned out that there was another pain in the world, more than any pain, that is, he could not eat anything in his stomach. It's stuff, but you still have to eat.

Life...

Yi He wriggated his throat with grief and indignation, compressed the things in his mouth into the esophagus, and then stuffed them all into his stomach. He felt that he was like the five heroes of Langya Mountain, as if he were Dong Cunrui and Huang Jiguang. He was such a hero, so great that he would rather die than surrender——

Of course, the way he died may be full of life!

It should be a high-standard treatment. In ancient times, if princes and nobles committed the crime of killing their heads, they often did not kill their heads, but gave you a roll of white silk and then hanged themselves. Another way is to kill you directly with enough food - this is a very humane, wonderful and cruel way to die.

Yi He seems to have experienced the feeling of death... Su Xiaoru's voice sounded like a demon in his ear, "This is the end of your trouble. If I hadn't found you a job, you wouldn't have cooked so much. If you didn't do so much, you wouldn't have survived, right? Right? You deserve it!"