Chapter 107 It's Good to Marry a Wife! Fang Xingtong Comes to Visit
Chapter 107 It’s good to have a wife! Fang Xingtong is here as a guest
Author: Mu Zixin
Chapter 107 It’s good to have a wife! Fang Xingtong is here as a guest
late at night.
Li Zhongwu was sitting at the desk in his study, recalling and recording a story outline from the original time and space as usual.
And the outline of the story he wrote tonight is "The Prodigal Son".
This is a Kung Fu movie that shocked the film industry as soon as it came out.
The main reason is that this movie shows Wing Chun vividly, and many people think that this movie teaches people to fight.
Anyone who is interested can definitely learn Wing Chun based on this movie.
There is also a boxing technique that also shows amazing style in this movie-White Eyebrow Boxing.
However, although White Eyebrow Boxing is also very effective in this movie, it is not like Wing Chun, which shows various training methods and fighting formulas in the movie.
Li Zhongwu introduced Wing Chun to his disciple Yan Zhenxin tonight, and a lot of memories related to this movie were evoked. Therefore, after Yan Zhenxin said goodbye and left, Li Zhongwu walked into the study room and suddenly wanted to write down the outline of "The Prodigal Son".
What he actually wanted to do more was to make this movie.
He believes that if he could restore this movie in this era, he would be able to amaze everyone with his skills and open the eyes of people of this era.
but……
He knew he couldn't restore the film.
Because he only got Wing Chun from this movie, but not the White Eyebrow Fist used by the villain master.
With Wing Chun and without White Eyebrow, it is destined to be impossible to restore the original flavor of this movie.
Of course, if he really wanted to make this movie, he could have used other kung fu techniques instead of White Eyebrow Fist.
But then, the fighting scenes in this movie would completely change.
The key point is - it is impossible for him to train an ancient martial arts master in a short period of time.
No actor of this era can master any kind of Kung Fu of his era, at least he has not found such an actor yet.
"Ding dong"
The cell phone he placed next to him suddenly rang.
Li Zhongwu frowned, stopped the pencil in his hand, took his cell phone, and found that the message was from Fang Xingtong.
--"Are you asleep?"
Li Zhongwu waited in silence for a few seconds before replying: "Is something wrong?"
He had no interest in her at first and felt that she was not suitable to be his woman. Also, as she was the daughter of the deputy city lord, he did not want to get involved with her to avoid causing trouble in his life.
but……
The last time he was a guest at her Dingxiang Courtyard, he saw her cooking with his own eyes and tasted the taste of her dishes. He changed his mind a lot about her.
Because of her good cooking skills, he thought he could be friends with her and observe her for a while.
Of course, this was because she had proposed to him in a text message before.
If he hadn't known that she wanted to marry him, no matter how good her cooking skills were, he wouldn't have considered her.
Because of her status as the deputy city lord's daughter, she was a problem in his heart.
Maybe some men like to find partners with good family backgrounds.
But he, Li Zhongwu, wanted to stay away from the daughter of a powerful and wealthy man.
"How is your recovery going? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Fang Xingtong sent another message.
Li Zhongwu: "It's okay, thank you for your concern."
Fang Xingtong: "That's good. By the way, I heard that you bought a house in Causeway Bay. Can I come and take a look tomorrow?"
Is she so well-informed?
Li Zhongwu was a little surprised, but considering her identity, it would be easy for her to find out about him.
Therefore, it was not surprising that she found out about his buying a house in Causeway Bay so quickly.
"Can."
Li Zhongwu did not refuse.
Since he decided to consider being with her, which would deepen his understanding of her, he would naturally not refuse.
Fang Xingtong: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
Li Zhongwu: "See you tomorrow."
The text message communication between them ended. Li Zhongwu put down his cell phone and picked up the pencil to continue writing the outline of "The Prodigal Son".
…
Early next morning.
Porridge was being cooked in the kitchen, and the aroma of white rice porridge floated out. In the yard, Li Zhongwu faced the east, striding forward, holding his hands as if holding an invisible big ball. His whole body was full of energy, and his clothes were slowly moving.
Surging, if you look carefully, you can vaguely see a misty ball of energy between his clasped hands.
Cultivation of internal strength has always been a matter of hard work.
It requires persistence over time.
He could no longer redeem his skills from the Lord God Space. If he wanted to improve his skills, he could only persist in practicing every day.
When practicing qi, it seems very boring to remain motionless.
But he felt quite comfortable.
When the energy travels throughout the body, not only does the whole body feel comfortable, but the mind is also exceptionally clear. There is no thought or thought in the heart. The whole person is like the white clouds in the sky, leisurely and at ease, or like the water in the stream, flowing away at will.
Just like an old saying: The heart is like white clouds, always at ease, and the mind is like flowing water, letting things go.
Suddenly, the courtyard door was knocked twice.
Then, he took two more shots.
Then, from outside the courtyard gate, Shen Lei, the big stupid man next door, shouted in a rough voice: "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone there?"
Li Zhongwu turned a deaf ear and continued to practice Qi with a calm expression.
The stupid guy outside the courtyard door banged on the door again.
"Brother Li! Can you open the door? I saw you, you are at home! Come and open the door for me! My sister asked me to give you ten catties of rice cakes, please come and open the door!"
Did he see me? The courtyard wall is so high, how could he see me?
The calm expression on Li Zhongwu's face, who was practicing Qi, finally faded away, and he frowned slightly. He slowly stood up straight, raised his palms slowly, and then slowly pressed them down, slowly returning the internal Qi wandering throughout his body back to his Dantian.
At the entrance of the courtyard, the stupid Shen Lei shouted again.
"Hey! Brother Li, what are you doing? You move so slowly, can you open the door faster? I have to go to the vegetable market to sell rice cakes! Why are you moving slower than the grandma next door! Are you not in good health?
Isn't it good? Let me tell you, if your health is not good, you should see a doctor as soon as possible, otherwise, it will get worse and worse."
Li Zhongwu, who finally absorbed all the zhenqi surging throughout his body into his Dantian, resisted the urge to roll his eyes and turned to look towards the courtyard door.
But he saw that stupid big man Shen Lei, who was holding his hands on the top of the courtyard wall, looking at him with a pair of bull's eyes, confused.
Seeing Shen Lei's big eyes, Li Zhongwu had only one feeling: not all big eyes are beautiful.
"I don't want your stuff, just sell it for money!"
Li Zhongwu finally responded.
Li Zhongwu was a little unhappy because his Qi training was interrupted.
But he also knew that this stupid guy's brain was different from ordinary people, so there was no need to get angry with this stupid guy.
"You don't want it? Why? My sister asked me to give you ten pounds of rice cakes. She said that we are neighbors and we should have a good relationship with you. If you don't want my rice cakes, do you not want to have a good relationship with me?"
Shen Lei frowned and asked doubtfully.
Li Zhongwu: "..."
Li Zhongwu suddenly felt that maybe it would be easier to just accept his rice cake, otherwise he wouldn't know how long he would have to deal with this stupid guy.
"Okay! Just wait a moment."
Li Zhongwu, who changed his mind, walked over and opened the courtyard door.
Shen Lei jumped off the tricycle under the wall, happily picked up a bag of white rice cakes from the car, and handed it to Li Zhongwu.
"Stone rice cake, a good rice cake that will never stick to your teeth, here you go!"
Is this an advertising slogan?
Stone rice cake?
This name is very special! If it is really a stone rice cake, it will not stick to your teeth.
With these thoughts flashing through Li Zhongwu's mind, he reached out and took the rice cake from him, "Thank you."
Shen Lei waved his big hands like cattail leaf fans and said with a naive smile: "You're welcome! We are neighbors! My sister said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We are neighbors now. From now on, you will be closer than my relatives. You can eat this rice cake first. After you finish eating it, if you still want to eat it, I will give you the cost price and I promise not to make any money from you."
Li Zhongwu: "..."
Seeing such a simple and honest man, Li Zhongwu didn't know how to respond for a moment.
In a daze, I seemed to see Dagang from my hometown village.
Dagang is a child of his and has some brain problems.
In the rural areas of his time, almost every village had one or two unclear-minded children. Some people liked to bully such children, while others liked to play with such people.
Li Zhongwu has a good relationship with Dagang because he and Dagang are neighbors and have played together since childhood.
He remembered that after he became an adult, every time he returned to the village from other places, Dagang was always the most enthusiastic person to greet him.
Every time he saw him, Dagang would enthusiastically come up to him and give him a cigarette, and then happily follow him to play at his house.
Every time he heard about many people and things in the village from Dagang's mouth.
Because Dagang is a famous student in the village, Dagang knows almost all the rumors and gossip in the village.
The difference is - Dagang is quite fat and not as tall as Shen Lei in front of him.
"Do you want to take a wife?"
Li Zhongwu suddenly asked Shen Lei this question.
When Shen Xiaoling talked about her brother Shen Lei in his courtyard last night, she said that she and her mother hoped that Shen Lei would get married and have children soon.
Shen Lei, who had already sat on the tricycle and was about to pedal to the vegetable market to sell rice cakes, looked back after hearing this, raised his hand and grabbed his messy hair, and lowered his head with a red face and said: "Well, well .”
Li Zhongwu smiled and asked again: "Why do you want to marry a wife?"
Shen Lei's face turned redder, he glanced at Li Zhongwu, and whispered in a rough voice: "Marry, marry a wife!"
Li Zhongwu smiled, "What's the benefit of having a wife?"
Shen Lei still lowered his head, scratched his thighs with some embarrassment, and said in a lower voice, "My mother and sister have been saving money for me. They both said that I need to save more money for me so that I can marry a wife. In order to Save money for me. They are reluctant to eat well or buy clothes. They are all very tired. I, I don’t want them to be so tired, so it’s better to marry a wife. After marrying a wife, they don’t have to be so tired.”
Li Zhongwu: "..."
Is this the benefit of having a wife?
This reason was unexpected by Li Zhongwu.
But when this reason came from the mouth of the stupid Shen Lei, it didn't seem fake at all.
"Goodbye! I, I'm going to sell rice cakes. If I get there late, I won't have a good seat."
Shen Lei waved to Li Zhongwu and pedaled his tricycle slowly away.
Li Zhongwu squinted at the back of him riding a tricycle, then looked down at the white rice cake in the plastic bag in his hand.
Thoughtful.
He hasn't seen such a simple person for a long time.
In the more than three years of fighting in various martial arts worlds, he has seen a lot of intrigues and bloody fights.
He has seen people repay kindness with hatred; he has also seen close friends who grew up together turn against each other and raise knives against each other; he has also seen brothers fighting for power, with the younger brother trying his best to kill his own brother.
After seeing too many of these dirty things, his heart was tired and indifferent.
I don’t really believe in many emotions in the world.
But Shen Lei just now made him unwary.
Maybe...only fools are the most honest in this world!
However, he felt that Shen Lei was not that stupid. He could make and sell rice cakes, and he still cared about his mother and sister. Could this be considered a fool?
After smiling, Li Zhongwu turned around and returned to the courtyard, closing the door behind him.
He thought Shen Lei might be able to practice martial arts.
Even a muscle has its own kung fu that is suitable for practicing.
Sometimes, having a muscle is not necessarily a bad thing when it comes to martial arts training.
At least, people who are extremely simple-minded will not be sneaky when practicing martial arts, and some skills require boring practice over and over again.
…
At almost 9 o'clock in the morning, Fang Xingtong, escorted by two bodyguards, arrived at Li Zhongwu's courtyard.
Walking into the yard, she saw sandbags, wooden mannequins, weapon racks and other equipment in the corner of the yard. She stopped unexpectedly and took a few more glances.
"You want to buy a house early, just because you want a place to put these martial arts training things?"
She asked Li Zhongwu with some curiosity.
"Roughly the same!"
Li Zhongwu answered casually and stretched out his hand to signal her to continue walking inside.
Fang Xingtong: "Absolutely? Then there are other reasons? Can I know what the reason is?"
Li Zhongwu: "Who doesn't want to have a small world of their own?"
Fang Xingtong looked at him, blinked, and nodded: "What you said makes sense."
As she said that, she began to look around the entire yard. While looking around, she said, "It's quite clean here. It turns out you like this kind of house, but it's a little too small."
Li Zhongwu smiled lightly and said, "I live alone now, and having such a big place is more than enough."
This was one of the reasons why he had not considered marrying the daughter of a rich and powerful man before.
Because he knows that those girls who grew up in wealthy families have much higher requirements for living conditions than the average person.
For example: the place to live should be large and high-end; the food, clothing, clothing, including the car you take when going out, should be several grades higher than ordinary people.
Then he needs to earn a lot of money to be able to support him.
It's just that he needs to be supported at a high price, but there is no use in marrying him home. There is a high probability that he will not take care of his food and daily life. Even if he has a child, he has to negotiate conditions with him, and he may even not cooperate with him at all to have a baby.
For him, the price/performance ratio is too low.
In addition, he doesn't think any woman is worthy of his efforts to make money.
He wants to live a more relaxed life, and when it comes to making money, he just wants to do what he wants without being forced.
"That's true! By the way, I'm here as a guest today. Will you take care of lunch? Can you cook?"
Fang Xingtong asked him this question with a smile.
"I won't! But I have bought vegetables, can you cook them?"
Li Zhongwu casually denied that he could cook. This was his experience from observing other people's lives in the past - men who reveal that they can cook before marriage often cannot escape the fate of having to cook often after marriage.
Therefore, unless he is accidentally exposed, he will never admit that he can cook.
Not only did he not admit it, he also wanted to create opportunities for her to cook more.
Cultivate her habit of cooking more in front of him.