Xiaodong lay on the bed for three days and couldn't lie down anymore. Senior Sister Linglong came to see him five or six times a day, she was worried about Xiaodong's illness, and Xiaodong was also worried about her current anxiety. If he has been bad, the senior sister will probably continue to blame herself like this. For this reason, he must get well quickly, and don't let people treat him like a sick person.
In fact, Xiaodong vaguely understood that half of his illness was heart disease.
As long as he can remember, there is only one relative, his uncle, and the uncle and nephew depend on each other for life. But now his uncle is gone, and in this world, he has no relatives, and he is alone. Why didn't he know that his uncle died because of a relapse of his old illness? He also knew that the master should come down to take him in before his uncle died, which was a kindness to him. But in his mind, there seemed to be such a thought.
The thought was vague and unclear.
If he didn't go back and forth to Liushan, but stayed at home to recuperate well, maybe uncle is still alive now.
Deep down, he might have thought so.
Perhaps because of this idea in his heart, he has always disliked Huiliu Mountain. I always feel that if I don't come here, maybe my uncle won't die.
Of course he knew that this idea was unreasonable, and it was also unreasonable for him to be angry with the people in Huiliu Mountain and this place. The master accepted him and treated him very well, and the brothers and sisters also treated him well, but he himself has been digging into a corner and making troubles.
During the past few days of convalescence, he has not been idle. Xiaodong found that the atmosphere on the mountain changed immediately after the big brother came back. Senior Sister Linglong has a violent temper, and she would be anxious if she couldn't speak a few words when something happened, but she didn't say a single loud word these days. Brother Jiang is not as lazy as before, he even quickened his walking pace. As for Senior Brother Chen, he hasn't changed much, but Xiaodong always feels like he's worried. He came over yesterday, and while he was talking, he stared at Xiaodong in a daze. Xiaodong raised his voice and yelled twice. Only then did he come back to his senses.
As for big brother...
Xiaodong thought, Senior Brother is indeed a very good person.
He gave Xiaodong a palm-sized medicine pouch as a gift, and when he brought it, he said, "I didn't know that there was another junior brother until I came back. If I knew about it earlier, I would buy you something in the capital and bring it back." Yes. This was given to me by someone in Haozhou. It is divided into three compartments, which can hold pills, sugar balls, candied fruit and so on, and they won’t share flavors with each other. Keep it for fun. I’ll bring it to you when I go out next time. Come back with some good stuff."
Xiaodong accepted this gift.
The elder brother treats him like a child, and specially gave him this silk capsule that can hold commonly used pills and snacks.
The other day, he was dubious when he heard Senior Brother Jiang say that Senior Brother was picky, but now he felt that Senior Brother Jiang probably didn't lie to him. Senior Senior Brother really knows all kinds of food, as long as it is delicious, there seems to be nothing he doesn't know.
There was just one thing he wanted to know.
Who on earth sent such a silk sac to the eldest brother? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a gift from a girl's family. Xiaodong had seen girls from the Zhang family who used to be servants in the family give purses to their sweethearts, and he had also heard plays where young ladies gave handkerchiefs, hairpins, purses and sachets, etc. in order to make love with scholars.
Even though he kept pondering in his heart, Xiaodong didn't dare to really ask his senior brother if some girl gave him this thing.
Besides, if it was really a gift from the girl, the senior brother probably wouldn't give it to him again, right
After a few more days of illness, the eldest brother finally let go, saying that he was almost recovered from his illness.
That is to say, from the next day, Xiaodong will get up early to practice kung fu like other brothers and sisters.
When he got up in the morning, it was just dawn, and the third senior brother was afraid that he would not be able to get up, so he specially came over to ask him to come. Xiaodong tightened his belt and walked out the door with his sword in hand.
The third senior brother looked him up and down to see that there was nothing wrong with him, then he smiled and said, "Okay, let's go. Let me tell you, the senior brother is much better than me, and he taught me the basic swordsmanship." , and he will give you a little advice later, and you will definitely learn it well."
Senior Sister Linglong and Senior Brother Chen both came early and had already practiced on the side of the stone platform. They used unsharp swords to pass and dismantle moves back and forth. The third brother told him one more thing: "You are cured only when you are sick, and you are still weak. If you are tired, tell me quickly, or tell the senior brother, don't be brave."
Xiaodong nodded in response: "Brother, don't worry, I know."
The third senior brother went to the side first to punch and kick. He was as fat as he was fat, but his movements were very flexible. Xiaodong was practicing his basic sword skills near the corner. There are a total of twenty-eight moves in the entry-level swordsmanship. He has almost memorized the moves, but once he uses them, it is not the case. The connection between the moves is stifled and awkward. Panting, standing aside wiping sweat.
Turning around, I realized that the senior brother had arrived at some point, so I stood not far away and looked at him.
When did big brother come
Did he see all the mistakes and omissions in his sword technique just now
Xiaodong was a little guilty, almost biting his own tongue when he opened his mouth to speak.
"Big brother?"
Fortunately, the senior brother did speak very kindly as the third senior brother said.
He beckoned Xiaodong to go over and looked at his hand holding the sword.
He was wearing a black dress today, which made his hands extraordinarily fair and slender. Xiaodong looked at his hand in a daze, thinking that it didn't look like a swordsman's hand.
The elder brother didn't notice that he was distracted.
A few days ago, Xiaodong was ill, and when the senior brother was taking care of him, he realized that this little junior brother is actually a mediocre one. Among the disciples of the master, he is probably the worst one.
The master should have accepted him for the sake of his deceased friend.
Maybe the junior brother doesn't have much future on this road, but it's not so difficult to learn a set of basic sword skills.
"Did you learn other sword skills before?"
Xiaodong shook his head: "I have never learned swordsmanship, my uncle is a swordsman."
Mo Chen was stunned.
"No wonder."
It seems that he was too impressed with the previous set of sword techniques, so even though he is holding the sword in his hand now, he still thinks about the sword moves in his heart, but when he uses them, they are completely different.
"Is it your family's family sword technique? What's the name?"
"It's nothing famous, and my uncle didn't teach me everything. I only learned half of it, and the rest of the time I just watched what my uncle used before. He hasn't had time to teach me."
Before it comes to teach him, the person is already gone.
He fully thought that the senior brother would definitely correct him, just like what the third senior brother said. But the elder brother said: "That's just right, let me have a look at the half set of saber techniques."
Xiaodong froze for a moment.
Eldest brother thought it was necessary to avoid taboo: "If it's inconvenient..."
"No, no, it's not inconvenient." Xiaodong said, "It's just that I haven't mastered the sword skills. Besides, there are no swords here."
Are you going to pick up a branch
Eldest brother pointed to the sword in his hand: "Just use this."
With a sword
Xiaodong looked strange, looking at the elder brother, and then at the sword in his hand.
"Don't worry too much, use as much as you can."
The more he said that, the more worried Xiaodong felt. It's not that he was worried about his sword skills being watched by others, but that his few moves were really not on the table. Even when his uncle was still there, he said that he was not a material for learning martial arts, and teaching him a little kung fu was just to enable him to learn martial arts. Strong body, but also self-defense, really do not expect him to do any earth-shattering things in the future.
Now that senior brother said so, Xiaodong had no choice but to grit his teeth and close his eyes, and make a fool of himself if he made a fool of himself. Anyway, senior senior brother seems to be quite reliable, and he will never casually reveal his scandals to others.
Xiaodong took a deep breath, and practiced the set of Han Jue saber technique that his uncle taught him move by move.
Eldest brother stood by the side and watched from beginning to end, at first it was alright, there was some tricks in his moves, but just now Xiaodong was holding the sword and thinking about the saber technique, but now he is using the saber technique but he is always thinking about what he is actually holding in his hand It's not a knife but a sword. This sword technique is awkward, and the knife technique is also awkward. He didn't learn all of this set of swordsmanship, and the second half of the moves were too difficult. His uncle was already in poor health at that time, so he couldn't teach him any more. So halfway through the saber technique rehearsal, it was difficult to continue, so I had to make a hasty closing gesture and stopped.
The elder brother nodded first, and praised him: "It can be seen that you have worked hard and put your heart into this set of saber techniques."
Knowing this, Xiaodong blushed a little.
He knew that his little ability was only embarrassing in front of the big brother, and besides, he didn't think he was working hard to learn the sword technique at that time, there were too many things that could distract him.
If he had studied and practiced hard at that time, he might have learned a complete set of saber techniques by now.
At that time, he was really ignorant. If he had known that his uncle was seriously ill...
But no matter how many regrets, it is impossible for people to go back to the past.
"But junior brother, you couldn't concentrate when you were practicing swords just now. You were always thinking about your sword skills. When practicing sword skills, you always remind yourself that what you hold in your hand is not a knife but a sword. Sword skills and sword skills They all became nondescript, and turned into four different images."
The elder brother's tone was very gentle, but what he said hit the nail on the head.
Xiaodong's face slowly turned red, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the senior brother's expression.
He was afraid of seeing disappointment and ridicule.
"Junior brother is still young, you can learn kung fu slowly, and the future will be long. There is just one sentence that junior brother must remember."
Xiaodong raised his head unknowingly, and Mo Chen looked at him seriously. His eyeballs seemed to be lighter than normal, like amber. Being watched seriously by such eyes, Xiaodong felt as if his mind was about to be sucked in by these eyes.
"You have to understand what you want to do first. If you are half-hearted all the time, looking forward and backward, and you don't know where you are going, then what else can you accomplish?"
The elder brother's words were plain, not the kind of serious admonitions and reprimands, but Xiaodong felt that these few words were extremely heavy, so heavy that his shoulders were so heavy that he almost couldn't carry them.
After saying this, the elder brother told him again: "You are just recovering from your illness, don't be too tired from practicing, go back and rest today."
Xiaodong lowered his head and said in a small voice, "Okay."
What the elder brother said just now sounded very plain, but to him, it was like a thunder that tore through the sky, and also like a knife, bloody cutting the reality that he had been avoiding and not thinking about.
His hesitation, bewilderment, and cowardice were all clearly seen by the elder brother.
Fortunately, he thought that no one noticed what was on his mind.
Maybe it's not just the senior brother, the senior sister and the third senior brother probably also noticed it, as well as the master, the master also told him that there is no rush to learn kung fu, let him live in Huiliu Mountain with peace of mind.
But his heart is not at ease.
When my uncle was still there, he loved him very much, and he couldn't bear to let him suffer for any crime. He is like a small grass under a big tree, which can't be blown by the wind or blown by the rain, and he doesn't need to worry about anything. At that time, he never thought about what kind of path he would take and what kind of person he would be.
Never thought about it, not once.
Those are too far away and far-fetched for him, besides, there is an uncle, and the uncle will naturally arrange plans for him.
But suddenly the uncle let go.
He has become a person, and things he has never seen or thought about before are all in front of him at once. No one can make decisions for him anymore, and no one will protect him in every possible way like his uncle.
These days he has been in a daze, at best he is content with the situation, at worst he is like a tortoise who thinks that with his head retracted into the shell, the wind and rain outside will not blow him, so he deceives himself and others that those troubles do not exist anymore.
If it is real wind and rain, if you avoid it for a while, the wind and rain will indeed subside. But the troubles that people have to face are not like wind and rain. Just knowing that evasion cannot solve the problem.
Where will he go in the future? (to be continued)