Chapter 1696 Morning Routine
The roosters crowed one after another in the morning. The weather was good at the end of this year. It didn't rain or snow. The air was a little dry and cold, which always made people feel a little itchy in the nose. If you go out to play without paying attention, your lips will be easily cracked by the wind.
Yang Dongxu got up not late. He got up as soon as the sun came out. There was no way he could eat all kinds of delicious food at the end of the year. Usually, his exercise was three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.
If he didn't insist on exercising at the end of the year, it would be more troublesome to lose weight if his belly got up. So it's better to stick to the exercise that was abandoned before while he was bored during the non-working time.
Although he got up as soon as the sun came out, he was not the first one to get up in the family, except for the hardworking Yang Dad and Yang Mom who couldn't sleep at dawn and wanted to get up to work.
The first ones to get up in the family were Grandpa Xuan and Wen Chen. There were no playmates at the farmhouse. And it was quite cold at the reservoir in winter.
So Grandpa Xuan and his father-in-law returned to the village to live, and by the way, they also caught Wen Chen, the troublemaker, to train.
Getting up early for training will not delay Wen Chen from playing with the children in the village during the day, so the grandfather and grandson got up very early. Basically, they got up when it was still light in the sky and the road was not clear.
They were not the only ones who got up. There were also several little brats in the village who were willing to learn martial arts and were also driven up by their parents.
Since knowing that Grandpa Xuan had real kung fu, many elders in the village had new expectations for their children and grandchildren. Not to mention getting the real teachings of Grandpa Xuan, if they can train their bodies and send them to the army, they might be able to train a national project that will bring honor to the family.
Therefore, the prestigious elders in the village attach great importance to this matter, and even many children from other villages have joined in after hearing that they can learn martial arts.
Grandpa Xuan does not charge tuition. He just drives the children up early in the morning and gives them a few dollars to let them come by themselves. If they are hungry, they can eat on the street, and those who should go to school will go to school without delay.
However, the enthusiasm comes and goes quickly. At the beginning, almost everyone with children at home sent them here, as if they were afraid that there would not be enough places.
After persisting for a while, the enthusiasm declined. Some children could not bear the hardship, so fewer and fewer people came to learn martial arts.
In the end, there were only about ten people left, and six or seven of them were from Yangjia Village because they were close and could not escape even if they wanted to.
Yang Dongxu was now stretching his bones in the yard, and then he walked around the yard twice. Thinking about whether to run another lap, Wen Chen followed Grandpa Xuan out of the gate with a sweat on his face.
The old man is now 97 years old, a long-lived person in the whole town. His ears are not deaf, his eyes are not blurred, and his body is stronger than Yang Dongxu's father-in-law who is much younger than him.
So it is not a problem for such an old age to practice martial arts with a group of children in the morning. It is even no problem to help the young people and knock down a few young and strong adults with clever strength.
"Is the meal ready?" Glancing at Yang Dongxu, Grandpa Xuan looked disgusted.
What a good talent! What a good foundation he had spent countless efforts to build before, but it was all wasted.
Apart from the health-preserving breathing exercise, which Yang Dongxu still practices before going to bed, all other powerful fighting and killing skills are now useless.
When encountering danger, he may burst out for a short period of time, but it is basically impossible to maintain peak fighting power to fight. In two years, when Wen Chen grows up and becomes strong, he may not even be able to beat his own son, let alone professionals like Du Heng.
"The soup is simmering in the pot, and there are also mutton-filled buns." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.
He directly filtered out the disdainful look of Mr. Xuan, or he was used to it. Anyway, it was useless, so he picked up the things and practiced them again. It was painful to imagine, so forget it, anyway, he didn't need it now.
It was enough to maintain the fighting power of the stress response to the sudden danger for a few minutes. If the danger was not eliminated after a few minutes, he still needed to continue fighting, which basically meant that a group of people surrounded him with guns, and no matter how good his skills were, it would be useless.
"I want to eat ten big buns." Wen Chen, who was sweating and smoking on his head, said.
Getting up early and training a lot, the appetite has been opened.
"Yeah, eat ten, let's go, grandpa will take you to take a bath, and then you will carry it in the medicine barrel, and grandpa will give you a big bun to eat." Grandpa Xuan, who originally looked at Yang Dongxu with a look of disgust, instantly showed a kind smile on his face.
This intergenerational relationship is not only between grandfather and grandson, but also between master and apprentice.
In fact, according to Grandpa Xuan's age, he is enough to be Wen Chen's ancestor, but because Yang Dongxu is his apprentice, he can only call him master according to seniority.
Later, Yang Dongxu felt that it was a bit strange for all family members to call master, so he directly asked Wen Chen to call him grandpa. At first, although Grandpa Xuan said that this was not okay, he was quite happy every time Wen Chen called him grandpa.
No one can afford to offend the grandfather and grandson. Zhou Ya just got up lazily at this time, and Aunt Hua went to the pig farm to help Yang Ma feed the pigs early in the morning.
At the end of the year, many workers started to take holidays and went home to prepare for the New Year. Although many pigs in the pig farm had been sold, a few days ago, a sow had just given birth to piglets and there was not enough manpower, so she went to help.
So Yang Dongxu couldn't afford to offend anyone at home, so he had to go to work happily.
When Aunt Hua left, she had already put the steamer on the stove. The buns were made yesterday, and the steamed buns had been simmered in the stove for a few hours since last night, and then the stove was sealed to keep warm.
The egg pancake soup is from Grandpa Xuan. Although the old man has good teeth, his digestive system is weakened after all. So he should eat something soft and easy to digest. The meat pancake is made of chopped mutton and is easy to chew.
The lotus seed pigeon soup is for Zhou Ya's beauty.
The black chicken and turtle soup is for his son. Practicing martial arts is to practice breathing. This thing is very good for replenishing vitality.
The wolfberry pork kidney soup is for Yang Dongxu. Although he is not weak yet, it is still necessary to replenish the kidneys on a regular basis.
Grandpa Xuan and Wen Chen's earthenware soup were taken out with tweezers and placed on a tray. Then two baskets of buns, one with ten, were taken to the heated bathroom.
At this time, Wen Chen had washed off the sweat on his body with hot water. Only his head was left in the medicine barrel.
"Why open the door so wide? What if the cold air comes in and Wen Chen catches a cold?" Looking at Yang Dongxu who was delivering the meal, Grandpa Xuan still had a bad face. He was such a good seedling before, how could he be ruined by a lack of care?
Seeing his father being bullied, Wen Chen grinned and laughed heartlessly, but his father glared at him with a threatening look and he shut up instantly.
"Get out if you have nothing to do. You are in the way here." Grandpa Xuan disliked him even more and took the tray and told him to get out as if he was chasing away a fly.
Yang Dongxu had to withdraw from the bathroom with an awkward smile, and then served the food to his wife who had just washed up.
"Did you get scolded? Can't you get up earlier in the morning and go out to exercise with me?" Zhou Ya put a bun in her mouth and felt that it tasted good. The family didn't carry anything, so they put all the small buns into their mouths.
She took a spoonful of soup to moisten it, and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the second one.
"What else can I say? Didn't you say you would help mom feed the pigs last night? Didn't you get up today?"
It's impossible to exercise with me. I will never exercise with Grandpa Xuan in my life. Now I just don't like him and scold him.
Going to exercise together, seeing his out-of-shape and incomplete breathing movements, Grandpa Xuan would definitely beat him with the stick in his hand. Is Yang Dongxu's brain full of water on New Year's Day? How could he go and get beaten for no reason?
"I drank a little too much red wine yesterday, and I didn't expect it would be dawn when I woke up." Zhou Ya blushed a little.
It's really wrong to sleep in today. I agreed to help at the pig farm yesterday, but Aunt Hua didn't call her when she got up. Well, it's not that she didn't want to get up, or she slept too soundly, and no one called her to oversleep.
"So you are double-standard, I drank more than you yesterday."
"Eat yours, you can't stop your mouth even when you eat." Seeing that Yang Dongxu was getting more and more aggressive, Zhou Ya glared at him unhappily.
After poking at each other, Zhou Ya finished the soup and ate the lotus seeds, and sent the pigeon meat in it to Yang Dongxu without touching it.
Without hesitation, he pulled Yang Dongxu's soup over to continue drinking. The soup tasted very good today. I got up in the morning to drink more water and eat fewer buns.
"Yesterday, Sanyin tried to ask me if I could participate in the management of the homestay tourism project, saying that it was more reassuring to be a family member.
I didn't agree, but suggested that if she was worried, I should increase the intensity of the audit. If she found any problems, she should come to me with the contract and I would help her stand up."
"Well, that's good." Yang Dongxu nodded.
The shares of the homestay project are divided into two parts, one is the collective share of the village that develops homestay tourism, and the other is managed by Li Fuzhen on the Sanwan Travel Agency.
Because everyone on the Yang family side is very busy, Sanyin, who has been to college, became the representative of Yangjia Village to help manage the homestay tourism work in the village.
Sanyin proposed that Zhou Ya also join the management of this project. In fact, there is no bad intention. He just wants to use Zhou Ya's identity to intimidate the other party and prevent Sanwan Travel Agency from doing anything tricky.
After all, Sanyin didn't know that Li Fuzhen was Yang Dongxu's concubine and gave him a son.
However, regardless of whether Zhou Ya was busy or not, she would not participate in the specific management work even if she was not busy.
Because conflicts over more or less money are too common, the best way is to not touch anything.
Then the village and Sanwan Travel Agency should be public to public, and everyone should be happy. Otherwise, there will be more trouble than family disputes because of a little dividend.
"So I also reminded Fuzhen that since the contract has been signed, follow the contract. If you earn more, give more dividends. If you make mistakes, just punish them directly without any scruples. There is no order without rules.
The homestay project is good and can be done for a long time. If you want to last for a long time, feelings are feelings and work is work. It is better to be public to public." Zhou Ya said.