It’s so good to be at home, but it’s hard to go out to eat.
Since moving out of Jiang Qin's house, Fang Yan has had a hard time eating delicious meals. The food in the school cafeteria is really not that good, and the little money in Fang Yan's pocket is barely enough to support him to go to the restaurant at the school gate every day to improve his life. Moreover, he doesn't have the courage to spend all the money at once, so he has to keep a certain amount of money ready to run away again.
So, even though he was somewhat afraid of his grandfather Lu Zheng deep down in his heart, he still liked to go to his house for a meal whenever he had time.
Lu Zheng had a small appetite, so he was the first to put down his bowl and chopsticks.
He glanced at Fang Yan who was eating happily and said, "Come to the study after dinner."
Fang Yan raised his head in confusion, but his grandfather had already gotten up and turned away.
Grandma slammed her chopsticks on the table and said angrily, "You old man, why did you ask Fang Yan to come to your study again? I'm warning you, if you scold Fang Yan and he runs away, I'll never let you go."
Fang Yan quickly comforted his grandmother and said, "Grandma, don't be angry. Who said that grandpa scolded me when he asked me to go to the study? Maybe he was praising me."
"How could I not know his temper? If he wanted to praise you, he would have said it in front of me. Why would he have to drag you to the study?" Grandma knew her husband's temper very well and said angrily.
"That's not certain. Grandpa has been urging me to read recently. He might have asked me to go to the study to check on how I'm doing."
"You're a teacher now, what else is there to test? My grandson is well educated." In the eyes of the grandmother, her child is the embodiment of perfection, without any flaws.
"The sea of books is endless. Grandpa doesn't even dare to say that he has learned enough, so what does the little knowledge I have mean to him?" Fang Yan said with a smile. He quickly finished the bowl of millet porridge in his bowl, and ate half a steamed bun on the plate in two or three bites, and said, "Grandma, I'll go upstairs to see."
"Go ahead. Be careful. If the old man scolds you, come downstairs to grandma." Grandma said worriedly.
"Grandma, don't worry. Grandpa won't make things difficult for me." Fang Yan said with a smile.
When Fang Yan walked into the study, his grandfather was standing at the table writing.
He writes for two hours every day, one hour in the morning and one hour in the evening. It is precisely because of his decades of hard work that his calligraphy has reached the pinnacle and formed his own style, which is called "iron-bone calligraphy". It means that his calligraphy is iron-bone, and every stroke seems to be carved with an awl.
My grandfather rarely asked others to write his calligraphy, and very few of his calligraphy works have been circulated. However, on the black market, each of his calligraphy words would probably be sold for a sky-high price of hundreds of thousands to millions.
My grandfather is one of the few calligraphers in China who charges by the character. Even some top foreign calligraphers still charge by the foot. There is no other way, because the former prime minister personally asked him for his calligraphy and said, "If you get a piece of iron-clad calligraphy, it can be a family heirloom."
Therefore, the gangster Du Qing treasured my grandfather's calligraphy after receiving it, and personally went to his house to give him the writing fee in order to express his gratitude and the importance he attached to this matter.
"Elegant taste."
These two large, neatly written characters were written on the white rice paper.
My grandfather wrote with great force, and at first glance it looked as if the ink had soaked through the thin rice paper and burned two large holes.
However, when you pick up the rice paper, you find that the two words are intact, the words are still words on the paper, and the paper is still a whole piece of paper.
He started with a heavy stroke and ended with a light one. My grandfather’s control of strength was close to perfection.
Seeing his grandfather put down his pen, Fang Yan quickly handed him a clean towel and praised loudly, "Great handwriting. The force penetrates through the paper, and it's so heavy that it makes you breathless."
"Will you be out of breath?" Lu Zheng didn't respond to Fang Yan's words. Even when Fang Yan deliberately made a low-level mistake while praising him, he pretended not to hear it. "You are very successful in Suzaku."
Fang Yan chuckled and said, "What has Grandpa heard?"
"You used your family's martial arts to beat someone so badly that he had to be hospitalized. What did I hear?" Lu Zheng stared at Fang Yan sternly and said, "What did you promise me in the beginning?"
"I said I wouldn't fight with anyone easily. Grandpa, you don't know what happened that day. If you knew, you would also beat up that Japanese guy." Fang Yan explained.
Lu stared at Fang Yan for a while, nodded, and said, "That's true."
"Uh------" Fang Yan felt that the old man was a little strange today. He was stubborn and stubborn, and once he made up his mind, he couldn't be pulled back even by nine oxen. When did he become so easy to talk to
"Grandpa, are you okay?" Fang Yan asked cautiously.
"What can happen to me?" Lu Zheng said with a straight face.
"You're not angry?"
"Why am I angry?"
"I hit someone-----"
"Chaoge has already explained to me the cause of the incident. Otherwise, do you think I will let you off easily?" Lu Zheng said with a cold snort.
"Chao Ge? Principal Lu?" Fang Yan looked at Lu Zheng thoughtfully and said, "Are you familiar with her?"
"Who do you think invited Chaoge back?" Lu Zheng rarely showed a smile on his face. Obviously, this was something that made him very proud.
"Did you invite Lu Chaoge back?"
"You little brat, you have no respect for your elders. You should call Principal Lu-----" Lu Zheng scolded.
"------" Fang Yan thought, Lu Chaoge was not much older than him, why couldn't he call her Lu Chaoge
"This incident happened for a reason, I won't pursue it. But have you ever thought about it, you are so famous now, and your skills have been exposed, didn't the Ye family notice it? Your mother called several times to inquire about it, and your grandmother helped to cover it up - you ran away from home, such a big thing, didn't they really investigate? Do you think they really don't know that you are in Huacheng?"
Fang Yan felt a little disappointed, and said, "I've thought about it too. Knowing is one thing. But, now that I've run away, they don't necessarily have to come and drag me back, right?"
"I'm extremely disappointed. Why should I pick on you?" Lu Zheng said.
"------"
"When will the cycle of revenge end? What era is it now? Why is it still fashionable to fight and kill? Fang Yan, I am very happy that you can come to Huacheng to find me this time. Since you are not good at martial arts, then you can continue to make good progress in teaching and educating people. As long as you can calm down, I believe you will also achieve extraordinary success."
"Grandpa, this profession of teacher -- after I have achieved extraordinary success, what have I become?"
"Still a teacher."
"------"
Coming out of his grandfather's villa, Fang Yan felt a little depressed.
It was as if Ye Wenrou would suddenly jump out from the bushes by the roadside, say "Fang Yan, guess who I am," and then rush up to beat him up.
It wasn't just Ye Wenrou that made him nervous, but his family's expectations themselves were a heavy pressure.
He ran away from home, and his father, who had high expectations of him, must have been very disappointed, right? His grandfather, who was paralyzed in bed, must have been very shocked, right? And that old drunkard, he must have taken a few sips of liquor and cursed, "You are not worth a damn," right
It's not that Fang Yan didn't work hard. On the contrary, he worked harder than anyone else.
The more he wanted to prove himself, the less he could prove himself.
Since realizing the 'Tai Chi Realm', the Fang family has regarded it as the hope of revitalizing the family. However, in the past two years, the more anxious he became, the more stagnant his Tai Chi Realm became. Finally, the Tai Chi Heart that was originally rotating slowly actually stopped moving.
It became a stillbirth.
Fang Yan was terrified.
He knew that once he fought with Ye Wenrou, the secret of the Tai Chi realm would be exposed. That woman not only had superb skills, but also had a good vision.
So he ran away.
Like a coward.
But, he is the successor of Fang's Tai Chi after all. Can he escape for a while, but can he escape for a lifetime
Fang Yan thought again of what happened in his grandfather's study, when the Heart of Tai Chi suddenly reacted again.
At that time, my grandfather pointed out his true nature and said that he lacked a certain spirit.
Everyone needs a spirit and their own pursuits. What are your own pursuits
The deliberate pursuit of improvement in martial arts has backfired and resulted in a disastrous result of not making any progress but actually regressing.
Tao follows nature. If it is not natural, how can one feel the infinite Tao
At that moment, he felt as if something had suddenly dawned on him.
Fang Yan knew that his escape was the right one this time because he might have found another way to say goodbye. Although that road was covered with thorns and weeds, making him unsure of where to land, he knew that there must be a way out.
"When I leave Zhuque, that will be the day when my Tai Chi is accomplished." Fang Yan said to himself secretly.
There is no wind or moon, and the air is hot and dry.
While thinking about his worries, Fang Yan walked towards the courtyard where he lived.
The courtyard where my grandfather lived was at the easternmost end, and the courtyard where Fang Yan lived, which belonged to Lu Chaoge, was at the westernmost end. When passing Yanggong Dike, they heard a low shouting voice.
"Stop, stop it-----Zheng Guodong, you hooligan------"
Zheng Guodong
These three words were like the key to activate the password, and Fang Yan's mind was immediately regained.
He took a quick look and immediately ran towards the bank of Que River.
The scene he saw made his eyes tear up and his anger boil.
In the reflection of the clear river water, Fang Yan saw Zheng Guodong and Li Yang blocking a girl from the left and right to prevent her from leaving, while the girl crossed her arms and resisted desperately.
The girl cursed, but this did not dampen the enthusiasm of Zheng Guodong and Li Yang. The two of them laughed and tangled, and had no intention of letting go of the little sheep.
"Scumbag." Fang Yan cursed angrily and immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket.
(PS: It’s even later now, I can slap you in the face!) (To be continued)