"Ha-ha, in Beijing, my second aunt and uncle's salary is not enough," Wang Yao said.
He had heard his mother mention his second aunt's family more than once. The family's monthly income in Jing City was less than 10,000 yuan. If this income was in a small county like Lianshan County, it would be enough. However, in a place like Jing City, it was not enough to spend at all. Fortunately, they already had a house. Otherwise, the rent and mortgage alone would be enough for them.
"Ah, I also told your second aunt that life in Beijing is too tiring. The pace is fast and the air is bad. It's better to come to Haiqu. If he sells his 70-square-meter house, he can buy a villa by the sea in Haiqu," Zhang Xiuying said.
"Yes, I think there will be a surplus," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"But Mom, have you ever thought that the medical conditions, education conditions, and public facilities in Beijing are far better than ours? Let's not talk about other things. Just the college entrance examination alone is probably dozens of points lower than ours. My sister is now a Beijing resident. She should be in high school, right?" "That's right.
"Yes, that's true."
"Well, don't think too much. You can call your second aunt later and ask for the exact time they will arrive at the train station. I can pick them up."
"Okay."
After dinner, Wang Yao gave his parents a massage to relax their bodies. This time, however, he used a little Qi.
"Yao, why are your hands so hot?" his mother asked curiously during the massage.
"Really? Maybe it's because of the massage?"
After the massage for his parents, he went up to Nanshan Hill. On the way up the hill, he received a call from Tong Wei in Dao. He had not called her for a few days.
"Are you still on the hill?" A woman's pleasant voice came from the phone.
"No, I'm on the way up the hill," Wang Yao said.
"Don't you feel bored being on the hill all the time? What have you been busy with these days? Why didn't you call me?" Tong Wei pouted her red lips and asked coquettishly.
"I went to Cangzhou a few days ago."
"Why are you going to Cangzhou?"
In an apartment in Dao City, Tong Wei was lying on the bed in a bubble suit and talking to Wang Yao on the phone. Her graceful figure and tender skin could be vaguely seen, which made one's imagination run wild.
"I'm treating a patient."
"What illness?" Tong Wei asked curiously.
"Strange illness."
"Tell me about it." She acted coquettishly again.
There were several methods that women used to deal with men, such as crying and acting coquettishly. Especially when beautiful women used these two methods, their power was even greater. Basically, men couldn't resist.
Wang Yao was also a man. Although he had some special abilities, Tong Wei was a beauty, a great beauty.
Thus, he gave a general account of what had happened in the Cang Province. Of course, he left out the details of how he had fought off the two assassins.
"I didn't expect your medical skills to be so amazing!"
"Just so-so," Wang Yao replied with a smile.
"Who on earth did you learn from?"
"This is a gift from the heavens," Wang Yao said.
…
After not talking for a few days, their relationship didn't drift apart. Instead, it became closer. Even the tone of their conversation was more like that of a couple.
"Are you coming back on May 1st?"
"I'm coming back. Can you come and pick me up?" Tong Wei asked.
"Can you tell me the specific time?" Wang Yao thought for a while. He had to go to Wei City. This was what he had promised his mother. …
In Jing City, thousands of miles away …
In a room …
A gauze curtain, a strange fragrance …
An old man in his seventies was sitting in front of the sickbed, diagnosing the patient who was wrapped in a special bandage.
"Ah!" The old man sighed and got up.
"How is it, Mr. Chen?" a middle-aged man beside him asked softly.
"I'm sorry." Mr. Chen shook his head.
Such a strange illness, and it had already become incurable. If she hadn't been born in this family, if she hadn't been strong-willed enough, she would have died long ago. Perhaps, death was a kind of relief for her.
She wanted to cry, but she couldn't.
Why do I have such an illness?
Why do I have to endure such pain?
I could have worn the most beautiful clothes to travel around the mountains and see the sea; I could have fallen in love, found someone I liked, married him, and given birth to a pair of children for you; I could have accompanied my parents happily, chatting and laughing.
Why …
"Dad, Mr. Chen went to see Xiaoxue just now. I'm afraid Xiaoxue is …"
Hearing the news, the old man, who was still very energetic, seemed to have aged more than ten years.
He was silent for a long time, then slowly got up.
"Come with me again."
"Dad, it's useless to go."
"How do you know it's useless if you don't go?" the old man said.
The courtyard was not big. There were flowers and plants in it. There were vegetables in the corner.
An old man was sitting on a rattan chair, wearing reading glasses and reading a newspaper.
"Chief, the two chiefs of the Su family are here to visit."
"Ah, they're here again. Please come in!" The old man sighed.
He watched the father and son enter the small courtyard.
"I just asked Dr. Chen to take a look. Xiaoxue might not make it."
The old man's hand holding the newspaper trembled slightly.
"I'll call Sirou."
"Okay."
…
The father and son left. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw a young man with a bright smile on his face.
"Grandpa Su, Uncle Su, I know where the person you're looking for is."
On Nanshan Hill, there was some dust flying.
A figure shuttled back and forth among the green trees and red flowers. His hands were flying, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
This was not Wang Yao's enlightenment after reading the boxing manual brought by Zhou Xiong. He practiced in the forest.
After one round, his Qi and blood were boiling, and his body was very comfortable.
"This Fist Scripture is indeed mysterious."
In fact, it recorded more of the understanding of boxing. Of course, there were also some specific moves. This kind of ancient book made it easier for people to understand and comprehend.
On the road from Haiqu to Lianshan County.
A car was speeding. There were three people in the car.
"Lianshan County, Songbai Town, Wang Village, Nanshan Hill." The person speaking was a middle-aged man with a serious face.
"The task is very simple. Invite someone to Jing City."
"Didn't Dr. Gu come last time?"
"It's not the same. Last time, he didn't see him."
"Hmm?"
"Because the daughter of the Guo family didn't bring him to see anyone."
"Songbai Town is just ahead. Pay attention."
The car arrived at the town and then turned north from a fork in the road. Not long after, it turned east again. The road conditions also changed. The asphalt road became a cement road. The road was not wide. It was a one-lane road. It was difficult to pass by.
"Is this the right road?"
"Yes, the village is in the valley ahead."
The car moved forward in the bumpy road. After about a dozen miles, a mountain village appeared in front of them. It was divided into two by a river.
"Go south."
The car drove into the mountain village.
"Wow, what car is this? It looks very stylish!"
Looking at the shiny black car, the villagers praised.
"It seems to be called Jaguar."
The car kept going south and stopped at the south end of the village.
"Sir, can I ask you something?" The middle-aged man who got out of the car stopped an old man who was leading a cow.
"What's the matter?"
"Is there a person called Wang Yao in our village?" The middle-aged man smiled and took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes. He took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man.
"Yes, he's on the mountain." The old man smiled and took the cigarette. "Why are you looking for him?"
"I want to trouble him with something. Thank you."
"No problem."
"On the mountain."
Another man in his 30s got out of the car. He was not tall. His body could only be regarded as lean. However, his eyes were extremely sharp, like the edge of a knife.
"This is a mountain village, not Jing. Put away your momentum," the middle-aged man said.
"Yes."
In an instant, the man's sharp eyes disappeared. It was as if the edge of a knife had been put into the scabbard.
"Listen to me later."
"Yes."
The two of them went up the mountain along the rugged mountain road. After bypassing a peak, a mountain appeared in front of them. Nanshan Hill was lush. A small house could be vaguely seen standing on it.
"That's it."
The two of them went up the mountain.
Woof! Woof! Woof! The dog in front of the house barked.
"What's wrong, San Xian?" Wang Yao, who was studying the boxing scripture in the house, thought. The scripture was put into the grid of the system. He got up and left the house.
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