"In fact, people are resigned to their fate in this life." Lin Yu smiled and said: "No one can avoid the cycle of life and death, and I am no exception, so if I don't rely on God, what can I do? Song
Do you really think that there is medical skill in this world that can bring the dead back to life?"
"You boy, you are very slippery." Mr. Song pointed at Lin Yu, and then he laughed loudly and said: "However, I like your character, and you have the shadow of your father. This is the most important thing.
important."
"How handsome is my dad?" Lin Yu said confused: "Why does everyone say that I have his shadow?"
"Because he is your father." Mr. Hong stood up, took a pistol from the side, and then aimed at the target in front of him for a moment.
Originally, Lin Yu thought he would see a wonderful shooting, but Song Lao aimed the gun again and again. Then he put down the gun in his hand and said with some regret: "Hey, it can't be done anymore. I'm old. Now I can't even shoot."
I can’t even aim accurately, haha, everything in front of me is dim.”
"Old man, you have been very successful before." As a crisp voice came over, Song Wenwen was seen holding a riding crop in her hand. She was wearing sportswear and she looked very energetic.
It seemed that she had just returned from riding a horse.
"Haha, girl, you're here too." Mr. Song looked very happy when he saw Song Wenwen. He smiled and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to Lin Yu. You are familiar with her, right?"
"No stranger, of course not stranger." Song Wenwen smiled slightly at Lin Yu. She handed the riding crop to others, then took the gun from Mr. Song's hand and said, "Old man, are you in the mood again today?"
"What will happen if we come?" Mr. Song shook his head and said, "I'm old. Now my eyes are dim and I can't see anything clearly. When I looked at the target just now, it was foggy and I couldn't see clearly."
Mr. Song is nearly eighty this year. Although he is in good health, after all, as he gets older, all his functions are deteriorating, so now his vision is a little unclear and his vision is a little blurry.
"Hey, when people get old, things like this are inevitable." Song Wenwen raised the pistol in her hand, and she giggled: "Old man, this pistol of yours is usually my favorite. I can't even touch it."
"From now on, feel free to touch her, girl, let's give it a try with a few shots." Mr. Song loved Song Wenwen very much, and it could be seen from his expression.
"Okay, let me try." Song Wenwen raised the gun in her hand, but she didn't aim it deliberately, and then she pulled the trigger continuously, bang bang bang bang, the gun in her hand was raised continuously, and the gun was directly hit.
All the bullets have been fired.
Every shot hit the target. Although Song Wenwen had never joined the army, she grew up in a military family, so her marksmanship was quite accurate.
"Well, compared to last time, there has been a lot of progress." Mr. Song was very satisfied, and he kept nodding.
"Xiao Lin, do you want to try?" Mr. Song seemed to be interested in testing Lin Yu. He likes people who can play with guns.
"I'm afraid I'm not as good as Wenwen." Lin Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, you've stumped me. If you ask me to use a needle, I guarantee you will be surprised. But if you ask me to use a needle,
I really can’t use the gun.”
"Oh, then use the needle and show it to me." Mr. Song looked at Lin Yu and said.
"Okay." Lin Yu smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and already had several silver needles in his palm. He glanced forward, and then suddenly flicked his right hand, and with a few whizzing sounds, the golden needles in his hand came out and pierced the target in front of him.
superior.
However, Lin Yu's needle did not hit the target, but only stuck in the surrounding area. Mr. Song shook his head and said, "I'm not very satisfied with your move."
"Old man, you can see if you get closer." Lin Yu said with a slight smile.
A guard took the target down. Mr. Song took a closer look and saw a few needles stuck on the target, each with a small flying insect stuck on it.
These small flying insects are smaller than mosquitoes and are usually difficult to see even with the naked eye. However, Lin Yu's seemingly random flick can nail several flying insects to the target. This strength is really impressive.
People are amazed.
"Awesome, it turns out that I still have this skill." Mr. Song extended his thumb to Lin Yu, and he laughed and said: "Not bad, not bad, there is a future, haha, let's go over there and rest for a while."
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The lake in the sanatorium is not an artificial lake, but a naturally formed small lake. It is a ten-mile flat lake. The breeze blows and creates waves.
In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, Lin Yu had already brewed a pot of tea. Mr. Song deliberately sent Song Wenwen and the others away because he wanted to talk to Lin Yu alone.
"Good tea." Picking up the tea brewed by Lin Yu and smelling it, Mr. Song couldn't help but admire it. He nodded and said, "Not bad, haha, you are quite capable of surprising people."
"Don't be overwhelmed by too many arts." Lin Yu said with a smile: "And I am also the kind of person who likes to learn. But unfortunately, after learning too much, I am not good at everything, and I only know a little bit about everything.
That’s all.”
"You're so humble." Mr. Song put down the cup in his hand and said, "The tea you brewed is very artistic. It reminds me of a certain person."
"Who?" Lin Yu asked.
"Tea Fairy, Yi Mingxue." Mr. Song said with a smile: "More than ten years ago, I had the honor to taste a cup of her fragrant tea. Although more than ten years have passed, I still remember the aroma of the tea clearly.
"
"Old man, my skill in making pots comes from the Tea Fairy." Lin Yu said with a smile: "It's just that I learned a few things from her, which makes you laugh."
"Oh, is there such a thing?" Mr. Song looked at Lin Yu with some surprise and said, "I know the Tea Fairy. She doesn't socialize with others very much. It's very difficult for others to drink a cup of tea from her, but she
Actually accepting you as my disciple?”
"Accepting me as a disciple doesn't count." Lin Yu picked up a cup of tea and said: "The tea fairy is versatile, and tea ceremony is just one of her many skills. Moreover, she is a very good counselor."
"Counselor?" Mr. Song was slightly startled, and he began to examine Lin Yu seriously: "To make the Tea Fairy willing to be your counselor, it seems that you have many secrets that I don't know about."
"That's not true." Lin Yu smiled bitterly and said: "The tea fairy thinks that I am a little different, but what I want to say is that she really made a mistake this time."
"Haha, I have met the Tea Fairy. I know what kind of person she is. If you want to say that she is blind, I won't believe it." Mr. Song laughed and said, "If there is a secret, there is a secret.
, here, there is no need to hide it."
"Really not, Mr. Song, you are very wise. What is in my stomach, can you tell it at a glance?" Lin Yu said with a smile.