In the evening, my father went to the village convenience store to buy two bottles of good wine. The double goudaqu, which I usually don’t want to drink, and the father and son poured it into a bowl and drank it. My father hadn’t drunk so much wine all at once for a long time. He drank in big gulps. My mother sat aside and had to yell, “Drink less.”

"I'm happy today, drink more, this one time a year, so I'll have a good meal." My father's dark face turned red with excitement, and he picked up the bowl and gulped another big mouthful.

My mother had to ignore him anymore, and there was a smile on her lips, and she was really happy. After living together for so many years, she naturally knew what her father was thinking. She turned to her brothers and said, "You two should drink less, the alcohol content is high, and you will get burned if you drink too much."

"Okay, are you going to see the beef stewed in the pot?" The father glanced at his mother, and did not want to save his interest, so he sent his mother away.

I really drank a lot of this meal. The father and son drank two pounds of white wine. Liu Meng drank the least, more than half a pound. He was still not used to drinking so much white wine. His head was already a little dizzy. He hurriedly finished washing and jumped onto the bed to go to bed.

In the countryside, the night is very quiet, and the heart is very easy to calm and restless, and it is easy to fall asleep. After drinking some wine, Liu Meng fell asleep in a deep sleep.

The next morning, I didn't get up so late. I was originally supposed to have seven hours of sleep and went to bed before ten o'clock. When the big rooster in the yard was chirping on time, Liu Meng woke up, stretched and stayed until seven o'clock, and got up on time. The exercise she had been keeping can't stop.

When I went to the yard, I saw my brother Liu Yong wearing a thin cashmere sweater and punching. Every move was full of style, and he was very domineering and mighty. I suddenly became interested and found out that it was the fighting technique of the armed police, which was completely different from the military boxing he learned at the beginning of the school year.

This is a real fighting boxing technique. I was very jealous and hurriedly asked my brother for advice and learning.

"Mengzi, this boxing requires some physical fitness. Otherwise, it will be a fancy move and will not hit people. It will also be a waste of time. The most important thing in fighting is the force and body change when making moves." Liu Yong closed his fist and smiled angrily. After a set of punches, some sweat had already oozed out of his forehead, and his whole body was full of steam.

Liu Meng smiled and said, "Brother, don't underestimate me. I'm at school. I also get up at 7 o'clock every morning to exercise. When I run 100 meters in a good state, I can run eleven seconds. The ring can pull up and down a hundred times."

"Good boy, come on, show off two moves, see how good you are, and then teach you a set of punches. When I was in the army, a very powerful instructor taught me a lot of things, which can also be used to let you learn." Liu Yong said as he activated his muscles and bones.

Liu Meng was not vague and set up his formation and adjusted his center of gravity.

When in Kuncheng, facing Yan Shan, Dong Bao had nearly twenty people, and his brother resisted them. He kicked one down with one kick. He was really majestic and jealous. He just took advantage of the opportunity at home and had nothing else to do. It was good to learn how to defend himself.

The two were about one meter apart, and Liu Yong suddenly punched. Liu Meng kept staring at his brother's movements. Seeing that his waist began to shake, then he passed to his upper chest muscles to his upper arm. His forearm was like a whip, very fast. When his fist reached his eyes, he felt the sound of his fist breaking through the wind.

He was prepared for a long time and could dodge it naturally. With one move under his feet, he could dodge it almost. Liu Yong put away his punch and the next punch came again. With the movement under his feet, his whole body was very smooth, like flowing water.

Liu Meng dodged left and right, and after dodging more than ten punches, he had to wave his hand, stop, and breathe heavily. Unexpectedly, these few steps of action made him so tired. You must know that when he was in school, he had been running more than five kilometers a day without blushing and heartbeat.

"It's not bad, are you tired?" Liu Yong stopped and said with a smile.

"What's wrong? I've been exercising all the time. How could it be so bad?" Liu Meng asked in confusion after taking a few deep breaths.

"In fact, fighting skills are more about physical strength. This physical strength is the rhythm of the body. In a highly nervous state, physical strength is consumed extremely quickly. In addition, your movements are always led by me, which actually breaks the rhythm of your body, and naturally consumes physical strength faster. This is different from exercising yourself. You can control that rhythm to consume exercise at the lowest possible level."

Liu Meng still understood it but probably understood it, just like two boxers fighting, which seemed to be understatement, but in fact it consumed a lot of physical strength. After a few rounds of jumping, he was sweating all over his body.

"This is also a bit like swimming. People who can swim can completely use the power in the water and can float on the water without spending a little effort. People who can't swim try their best to grab the force and can only sink faster. In fact, none of our usual movements have momentum."

Liu Yong took this brick, threw it upwards, and then threw it downwards to the ground, "This brick has this momentum, and instinct goes down to the ground. If you force it to pick it up, it will naturally be laborious."

"This is like our movement, just like I punched it hard, and the momentum will move forward at this time. If you want to turn to the back all at once, it will take a lot of effort from the body. Fighting is just to use the momentum of each movement and connect it smoothly to ensure that the momentum and the rhythm of breathing are consistent."

Liu Yong smiled and made several demonstration actions.

Liu Meng looked at me and thoughtfully, saying, "I seem to understand a little. I was pulled by you just now. I was naturally tired and I was easily caught by you. I could stop it if I could not support it for a few moves."

In fact, Liu Yong deliberately slowed down his fist speed in order to explain this principle, otherwise he could knock Liu Meng down within a few moves.

"Come on, try again." Seeing that Liu Meng's breathing calmed down, Liu Yong made a starting move again.

This time, while paying attention to his brother's movements, Liu Meng also focused on adjusting his gait and avoiding as little as possible. He could also punch and fight back during the dodging process. After persisting for a few minutes, he had already messed up his rhythm and gasped.

"Mengzi, your physical fitness and reaction ability are really good. I'm afraid it's difficult for me to catch the flaws after practicing for a few days. Let's stop here today. I'll start teaching you to fight fists tomorrow. Dodging alone is not enough. Attack is the best defense."

The two brothers gestded all morning and were sweating a lot. The mother also called for breakfast. When she arrived at the dining table, her father was not here again. Liu Meng asked, and then she realized that her father had gone to the market early in the morning.

I didn't go out all morning. Today, the sun was very sunny and warm, and the sun was lazy. Liu Meng held the computer and started writing "Swallowing Stars" in the yard. Since he decided to set up a website by himself, the remaining two novels should be written as soon as possible.

This should have been the pinnacle of Tomatoes. Liu Meng has seen it many times. It is a typical upgrade stream, with a magnificent momentum and a rhythm stream that has reached its level of perfection. When I first watched it, I always felt that there was something in the way that I wrote it too much in terms of emotions.

Based on the main line and setting, I wrote it again this time and decided to modify the emotional line.

As I thought about it, I started to write, "This planet is yellow all over, and has no life, with a diameter of 21,000 kilometers. Hey, it actually contains the star-tear gold vein. God really helps me. After swallowing this planet, my strength should be able to recover to 80% of the time before my injury. Luo Feng, who was pale, sat cross-legged on a flying meteorite, looking at a planet with no life in the distance..."

I am more focused when writing. Anyway, I am playing gentle music in my own yard, and my thinking is completely immersed in the plot. I started to type with both hands, but now my hand speed is really not slow.

I wrote it all morning, and I stopped until I felt sore all over my body. I shook my upper body with the music, and the warm sunlight spread on my body, feeling very comfortable.

I stood up and moved my body. This was written for more than four hours. It was getting late. I pushed open the front room, my mother and brother were there, and there was also a middle-aged woman, whom Liu Meng knew, and was Aunt Cuihua, who no one in Liujiawan didn't know.

In the village of ten miles, the media outlet counted her, which made many marriages and had very good interpersonal relationships in the village.

Unlike other country women, she is very good at dressing herself up. She looks only in her thirties and has good skin care. She is considered a flower in Liujiawan.

It is said that when he was young, many young men were fascinated by the trend. Now, he is still half-old, with a charm and some romantic news spread from time to time, and the village often talks about it.

"Come on Aunt Cuihua." Liu Meng said hello politely. His father said yesterday that he asked her to tell his brother about the marriage. She came here today. Could it be that it was because of this? Liu Meng was thinking to himself, is there any news? It's too fast.

"Mengzi finally came out. Aunt has been here for a while. It depends on you keep beating at the computer. You must be fiddling with some high-tech stuff again. It's so amazing. Now the villagers are talking about you, you want to build roads for the village. Good boy, you have a conscience, and will never forget the villagers in your hometown when you have a bright future."

Aunt Cuihua said with a giggle.

"This is what it should be. The villagers have always taken good care of our brothers, especially Aunt Cuihua. When I was a child, I came to your house to play and often gave us snacks. Haha, at that time, your house had a lot of snacks, so we all liked to go there." Liu Meng smiled.

Aunt Cuihua was beautiful when she was young, and she finally married someone who worked in the town. At that time, her family was quite good, and in an era when material scarcity was naturally some high-end snacks.

It is said that her husband is from another place, so she has always lived in Liujiawan.

"That's right? At that time, you kid had ambition and other children were rushing to do it, but you just want it. You still don't want it. You have to put it in your hands and see, but you will have to do your career." Liu Cuihua was good at speaking and said it well.

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