Yu Lanchuan walked around the Rongxian Hutong eight times, but couldn't find a parking place. In the end, he had to park the car under the shopping mall 800 meters away, and then walked back by himself. It felt like it was better not to drive.

Coming out of the east gate of Courtyard No. 110, there is a very narrow one-way street. There is a row of convenience stores along the street across the road.

Just after he confessed his evil intentions to Yu Yan, he was called here. Yu Lanchuan felt that he might need to calm down, so he ordered a cup of herbal tea in a beverage shop and stood at the intersection and drank it slowly.

At this time, he saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eye - Gan Qing in the fruit shop next door. He picked up this and put down that, picking and choosing, and looking at the "One Hundred and One" opposite from time to time.

Yu Lanchuan followed her gaze and found two people dressed as beggars at the door of Courtyard No. 110, squatting in the corner talking.

The two beggars chatted for a long time. During this period, Gan Qing lingered at the fruit stall and touched a box of oranges one by one. Finally, the two beggars left one after another, and she straightened up and started picking.

He fumbled around and took out three steel coins, and bought two oranges while the landlady looked at her with the intention of biting her to death.

Is she hiding from the Beggar Clan?

Yu Lanchuan's feet slipped slightly and followed him silently.

But Yu Lanchuan had no idea what to say when he caught up.

He is a typical indifferent urbanite, a hardcore member of the "None of my business, none of your business" association, and hates nosy. Whether Gan Qing is hiding from the beggar gang or from the urban management, what does it have to do with him?

?

Thinking of this, Yu Lanchuan felt that he was sick again today.

Gan Qing walked very lazily, as if she had been too lazy to lift her feet, and her relaxed shoulders were swaying. But if you look carefully, you can see that there is tension in her waist and abdomen. That subtle tension makes her whole body look like a

No matter how much you shake the bundled firewood, it will not fall apart.

Yu Lanchuan looked at her back, lost in thought, remembering that his grandfather taught him since he was a child that people can use guns without wielding knives. In contemporary society, it doesn't matter even if you don't have the strength to tie a chicken. But there must be rules when walking, standing, sitting and lying down.

, although these are trivial and effortless things, but water droplets can penetrate stones, incorrect posture, tension in places that should be relaxed, and relaxation in places that should be tense, that is, insisting on destroying your own bones every day, 365 days a year.

To eat meat, you don’t have to wait until old age, you have to wait until you get sick first.

For example, when walking, all the energy and energy are concentrated in the waist and abdomen. If the waist is slumped, the spine will be out of shape and the person will be unstable. Instead of leaning back the upper body, the shoulders and neck must be pulled forward.

The further you lean back, the bigger your belly will be, and the more unbearable the burden will be on your legs and feet. Don’t think about any of your lumbar spine, knees, ankles, and heels. The further you lean forward, the more your back will bend, and all the flesh on your body will move towards your back and chest.

It will become thinner and thinner, the breath will become shorter and shorter, and the back will become thicker and thicker. Slowly, it will become like a sandbag on the back of the shoulders and neck.

This backbone, if it is wasted away a little bit today without any use, and a little bit by it tomorrow, it can take as little as a few years, or as long as thirty or fifty years. No matter how superior it is innately, it will be worn away sooner or later.

When the backbone is broken, the physical body is finished.

The grandfather took him for a walk in the east courtyard of "One Hundred and One" and said many similar things. He didn't understand it when he was a child, so he just listened to it. When he got older, because of his heavy studies and career, he began to think about the old man's health regimen.

, after entering the world and going through ups and downs for several years, I occasionally thought about it and felt that the health-preserving methods he said were also meaningful.

Along with martial arts, one must first strengthen one's body and communicate with one's own muscles and bones, so that one can see oneself, be aware of oneself, and be self-aware, and then see all things and the various forms of the human world through this.

When he came to his senses, he had followed them all the way into No. 11 and was about to reach the elevator. Yu Lanchuan felt embarrassed and was about to pass her, pretending that he just happened to be on the same road. Gan Qing suddenly turned around and said from

He took out an orange from the plastic bag and handed it to him.

Yu Lanchuan was stunned for a moment and looked at her without knowing why.

"For the sake of your brother's beard and tail," Gan Qing lowered his voice, "What did you see in that urban village today? Don't tell anyone else."

Yu Lanchuan had no intention of saying, "Let go..."

Before he could finish the words "Don't worry", Gan Qing stuffed the orange into his hand.

"Give you a bribe," she blinked with a half-smile, her eyes moving suddenly. In an instant, a dull and taciturn country girl transformed into a new-style deceitful goddess, "If it is revealed, there will be

If my enemies come to hunt me down, your conscience and my ghost will not let you go. Hush——"

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

What a mess!

After getting on the elevator, Yu Lanchuan came back to his senses: "You get an orange for bribery?"

Gan Qing stopped pretending and said lazily: "I won't get paid until tomorrow, and I only have the last three yuan left. That orange is one yuan and a half, and I'll give you half of my wealth and life. Isn't that enough? Well, then,

If I give this to you, I will be ruined."

Yu Lanchuan: "...No, I'm not that vicious."

At this time, Yu Lanchuan arrived at the sixth floor. He stepped off the elevator. Gan Qing was about to close the door, but he suddenly turned around and said, "Wait!"

Gan Qing tilted his head.

Yu Lanchuan: "Where are you from?"

Gan Qing: "Guess."

"Forget it," Yu Lanchuan asked directly, "Have you ever been to Yanning fifteen years ago?"

Gan Qing didn't even think about it and answered without hesitation: "I don't remember. After all, I am only sixteen this year."

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

After Gan Qing teased him, he poked the door button of the elevator, took a step back, smiled, and disappeared behind the closed door. This scene closely overlapped with the image of the suburbs engraved in his mind fifteen years ago.

, Yu Lanchuan almost caught up with him, but at this moment, someone behind him suddenly said: "Here we go, go in, the old man is waiting for you."

Yu Lanchuan turned around and saw Yang Yifan, the granddaughter of Mr. Yang, walking out with a cigarette in his mouth: "As he gets older, he is the busiest. Inexplicable people come to the door all day long. I don't know why."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes at the ceiling, threw her bag on her shoulder, and walked away on her sheepskin-soled high heels.

Yu Lanchuan was very confused. He didn't know how he had offended her. When he walked in, he realized that Miss Yang was not targeting him—an old lady came to Uncle Yang's house.

The old lady looked to be about the same age as Uncle Yang. She was white-haired, shriveled and thin. The flesh on her face hung down along her cheeks, forming a triangle with her mouth. She looked a bit fierce and mean.

And a little pitifully old.

Before Yu Lanchuan had time to think about who she was, the old lady stood up on the sofa and knelt down for him with a "pop".

Although Mr. Yu always had an attitude of "kneel down for the Aijia" outside, this was the first time someone actually gave him such a gift. He was so frightened that he held on to the door frame and froze for two seconds before running away in a hurry.

Go over and help her.

"Yes, yes, please have something to say. What are you doing!"

The old lady looked like she weighed about eighty pounds at most. Yu Lanchuan stretched out his hand to help her, but found that she seemed to be growing on the ground. He could not lift her up with both hands.

"Ms. Qian," Uncle Yang sighed and said, "He is a junior, aren't you trying to hurt him? If anything happens, please get up and talk."

Only then did Yu Lanchuan feel a lightness in his hand, and he quickly picked up the old lady and placed her on the sofa.

At this time, he had roughly guessed who the old lady was.

Sure enough, Uncle Yang said: "This is Aunt Qian. She and her husband used to be called 'Er Qian'. She was a famous righteous person in the south. She has excellent leg skills. The old coal-fired trains in the past were not as fast as her. In the early years,

In the southwest, ruffian gangs robbed along the railways, climbed directly through the windows to get on the trains, grabbed things and jumped out of the trains. At that time, passengers did not dare to open the windows. It was this virtuous couple who took the lead in protecting the roads and helped catch many bad guys.

Unfortunately……"

"Gang Leader Yang, don't mention it. I'm ashamed of myself." Old Mrs. Qian interrupted him, "My old man's face has been completely lost by me, an old immortal, and a few scoundrels. I will have to hide even if I die in the future.

He - Mr. Xiao Yu, I'm sorry, I really didn't know that the kid in the back alley of Nitang that day was your brother, and those few of my apprentices were... still..."

Yu Lanchuan thought to himself: Is this human language?

Can other people's children touch porcelain and tie them casually?

But due to his upbringing, the old lady was so old that it was not convenient for him to open her mouth to vent, so he said lightly: "It's nothing, the police said it, and you really don't know what happened next. If it was an ordinary civil dispute, we would definitely

Forget it, but when it comes to criminal matters, if we just say 'forget it', the police will not pursue the case, and there is nothing I can do about it, do you understand?"

Mrs. Qian's tears fell immediately. She said "I know" three times in a row, and then said, "I don't dare to be so shameless as to beg you."

"State-owned and state-owned, Xiaochuan, please sit down." Old Uncle Yang said, "Aunt Qian came here today mainly because she feels sorry for her. She wants to see you and have a few words with you. She has no other intentions."

Mrs. Qian wiped her tears and spoke intermittently.

She and her late husband had been true heroes in their early years, when they were in their prime and full of high spirits. Later, her husband died in a car accident, leaving her with only a sick son and three adopted apprentices.

It was already difficult for a woman to support four mouths, but then the times changed drastically and the wind and rain came, sending some people to the sky and others to the earth. Some people became rich overnight, while others lost their jobs.

Unfortunately for Mrs. Qian, she is the latter.

Later, her spirit was worn away by daily trivial matters day after day, just like bad posture wears away her spine. She lost her human appearance and even lost her life.

Only when an old friend from the past mentioned "two coins" to someone of the younger generation, did she vaguely recall that the shamelessness she had accumulated over the past few decades was wiped out by the glory of the past.

Mrs. Qian burst into tears as she spoke.

She was in a daze for a moment and couldn't figure out how she could be like this.

Maybe heroes shouldn't live so long.

Yu Lanchuan took out a few tissues and handed them over without saying a word.

Uncle Yang waited for Mrs. Qian's crying to subside before he pointed upstairs and said to Yu Lanchuan: "Xiaochuan may not know that when your uncle bought this house, Mrs. Qian heard that she traveled thousands of miles to ask someone to help her.

I brought two hundred yuan. How can she have any money? It was all dug out from between her teeth."

Yu Lanchuan: "..."
Chapter completed!