I'm really just the village head

It's hard to stick to martial arts without supervision.

Once you do not practice for a long time, you have to start from scratch.

Under the favorable living conditions, how many people are willing to persist in sitting but not willing to stand, lying down but not willing to sit?

Moreover, after many years of hardship, there was not much achievement in the end.

The arena is no longer.

No matter how high martial arts is, he is afraid of choppers.

With the development of science and technology, medical conditions have improved. You have to persevere every day to have a good health. With good medical technology, you only need to take some medicine and get a few shots.

Why go for decades of hard work?

"Starting today, learn about the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body." Liu Jiuwa did not continue to swing like a pendulum today, but said to Liu Chun with a serious face.

Baye Liu was punching slowly beside him.

But it doesn't look like Tai Chi.

Liu Chunlai couldn't see what he was playing, it was like making gestures.

However, the old man's gestures are quite fluent, without the slightest sense of jerky, nor the stiffness of old arms and legs.

"Brother Nine, there is no martial arts secret?" Liu Chunlai was overjoyed.

She squatted and stood on the pile. She didn't know that Liu Jiuwa used some strength to push him a few times, her body swayed slightly, but it was still stable.

"What do you want! How can there be so many secrets? Mastering the acupuncture points of the human body's odd meridians, eight meridians and twelve serious meridians, when hitting people, you can get half the result with half the effort." When Liu Jiuwa said, she suddenly shot and clasped Liu Chunlai's arm. elbow.

Suddenly, a tingling feeling of powerlessness made Liu Chunlai weak.

Before the fourth child, he held himself in He Lishuang's house like this?

"This is a method of killing people. It is fast and accurate. Quick, quick shot; accurate, accurate acupuncture; ruthless, one move to control the enemy, so that the enemy has no power to fight back... Similarly, after identifying acupuncture points, understand the movement of each meridian involved You can also solve many problems with your body parts. Just like before, your body aches all over your practice. As long as Jiuwa kneads and massages some acupoints, he will be alive and kicking the next day..."

Liu Baye was beside him, practicing boxing while speaking.

After that, Liu Chunlai naturally believed.

Especially when you first started squatting.

Sometimes I was too tired, but it was also a round of massage, kneading and beating. I slept for a while and recovered quickly.

"As the standard bearer of the Liu family, you can't manage thousands of people without enough energy. In addition, after practicing, the married life is also harmonious. Look at Lao Tzu back then, with those foreign women..."

"Bazuzu, stop, stop!" Liu Chunlai didn't expect that the 90-odd old man would drive as soon as he said.

It was the time when the yang energy was at its peak early in the morning.

As expected, he is an expert who studies "Jin Ping Mei" whenever he has time.

Liu Baye had a strange smile on his face, but he didn't say anything.

"Today, we will start with the Du Channel, and we will continue to go down every time we master the acupoints of a meridian..." Liu Jiuwa said with a weird smile.

Liu Chunlai didn't know why he smiled.

But seeing his smile, the hair on his back could not help but stand up.

"Is it possible to get through the two channels of Ren and Du, can I become a master of martial arts and command the world?" Liu Chunlai thought of opening up the two channels of Ren and Du in martial arts novels, and immediately became a master of martial arts.

I am looking forward to it.

"Ah~"

Before he could understand, Liu Jiuwa walked directly behind Liu Chunlai, bent her fingers like a hook, and clasped the coccyx on the side of the chrysanthemum of Liu Chunlai, who was squatting on a horse. Yang * Essence; the upper three inches is the Yaoshu, which is the best way to replenish the kidney qi; the three inches higher is the Yangguan, and the meridian of Yuanyang meets..."

Liu Jiuwa spoke fast and moved faster.

At the same time, the posture of the shot is different, either finger or punch, or knock or pinch or grasp.

Every acupuncture point, being struck, Liu Chunlai feels the same-acid, numbness, swelling, pain...

Weak and unable to stand up.

But she couldn't fall down—Liu Jiuwa's left hand held his shoulder.

After being beaten, Liu Chunlai didn't remember a few acupuncture points at all, but he was sweaty all over, as if he had been fished out of the water.

When Liu Jiuwa finished tapping these acupuncture points, Liu Chunlai just felt comfortable and lightened by a few kilos.

"Brother Nine, you won't just teach me to recognize acupuncture points like this? I think it is more appropriate before going to bed every day, so that it can relieve fatigue..." Liu Chunlai forgot the pain before.

It's cool after the pain is over.

Nothing but that.

"Yes~"

After waiting for a while, it was the second time.

But Liu Chunlai found something was wrong.

Liu Jiuwa shot heavier.

"Ah~ah~"

Soon, the screams resounded throughout Liu Jiapo.

Tiantian gradually brightened amidst Liu Chunlai's screams.

"Brother Chunlai's scream is more useful than the crow of the cock..." Tian Mingfa didn't have any sympathy at all, and didn't enter the yard until the end.

The old Liu's family has rules that people who are not qualified to learn are not allowed to watch during martial arts training.

"Are you still a human being?" Liu Chunlai said irritably.

At this moment, he was lying weakly on a wide bench, sweating all over his body.

Like a pig to be slaughtered.

It was not until Liu Jiuwa's breakfast was almost cooked that Liu Chunlai came over.

Body aches and weakness.

"This is what you want to get through the second line of Ren Du, a master of martial arts, not so good." Liu Baye did not hold the illustrated "Jin Ping Mei" today, but a thread-bound copy of "Jin Ping Mei". Warring".

Liu Chun came to know what he meant.

Remind yourself, benevolence, justice, courtesy, wisdom and faith.

I was so weak that I didn't even bother to look around the construction sites, even to accompany He Lishuang's parents.

To plan the entire brigade, they naturally have to learn more about the situation.

Liu Fuwang and Yan Jinsong followed.

Liu Chunlai simply reviewed all the exam questions again.

"Is there a sliding rod, shall we carry you?" In the afternoon, Liu Chunlai had already given out all the exam questions, and was going to the commune to find school mimeograph papers.

Ask people to print?

Afraid of leaking questions, you will not be able to achieve your goals at that time.

But sitting on a sliding pole, Liu Chunlai truly enjoyed the decadent life of such a feudal landlord.

In the end, Liu Jiuwa pressed him on the sliding pole, and was carried by him and Liu Dachun. Tian Mingfa, the dog-legged person holding Liu Chunlai's bag, went to the central school of the commune.

On the sliding pole, Liu Chunlai couldn't feel the slightest comfort.

In the past, large landlords who could afford a large number of long-term laborers could enjoy such privileges.

Especially in mountainous areas, when climbing uphill, you have to fall off if you don’t hold both sides of the sliding pole.

Liu Chunlai has always been worried that he will fall, but he can't go if he doesn't.

It's summer vacation now.

But the leading cadres of the central school are still in the school.

There is no other reason, the school has a serious loss of students.

"Chunlai Captain, we have always wanted to find you, Secretary Yan is not allowed..." For Liu Chunlai, who came to the school with a sliding pole, the school principal Peng Guangyuan, who was in his forties, was not surprised.

He is also a member of the Happy Commune.

It's just three teams.

"Principal Peng, just say anything, as long as I can help, no problem..." Liu Chunlai still has ideas about the school.

The four production teams on the other side of the mountain, especially Liu Jiapo's children, are too far away from school.

Going to the first grade at the age of seven, although the age is not young, but going up the mountain and then down the mountain, to the school, for six or seven-year-old children, the journey is too far.

In the event of rain or other weather, children are prone to accidents when they go up and down the mountain.

This is why many families do not go to school.

Some basically wait until the child is eight or nine years old before entering the first grade.

Liu Fuwang had also visited the commune before and wanted to set up a village school there. When the child reaches the fifth or sixth grade, which is older, he will transfer to the commune’s central school.

However, no teacher is willing to go.

poor!

"Because of our commune's poverty, most of the teachers are old teachers from many years ago, and there are not many high school cultures. Many of them are substitute teachers who graduated from junior high school..." Zhou Qin, the director of teaching, looked helpless.

"Let me come to the contemporary class teacher?" Liu Chunlai was a little surprised.

In the entire commune, there are three to five high school students every year.

"How dare you! You have a good relationship with the county. We hope you can help graduates from the county normal school. Before that, Secretary Liu came to us and said that in the new semester, hundreds of children in your brigade will enter all grades. , The teacher is not enough..." Peng Guangyuan said, "In addition, the central school is preparing to set up a village school in your brigade at the request of the secretary. After all, the children of your brigade are in charge of lunch at lunch. In the central school, the school has no way... "

In fact, they hope that the school can save all the expenses to the students by the commune.

But this is not possible.

They also knew what happened to the four teams in the past.

For a student, tuition and miscellaneous fees are 3 yuan per semester for elementary school and 5 yuan for junior high school.

Junior high school students still have to live on campus, and those whose homes are far from the school have to live on campus.

It’s impossible to eat rice porridge. The school cafeteria built a large boiler to steam rice for students...

No matter how poor you are, you cannot have poor education!

Liu Chunlai remembered such a sentence.

There are not many school-age children in the commune. There are only six brigades, with a total population of only more than 6,000. Four brigades account for one-third of the population.

Coupled with the family planning in these years, there are more and more bachelors in the four teams, and there will be fewer and fewer school-age children in the future.

In fact, not much money is needed in this area each year.

"If we hadn't had some plans, our brigade could spend all the money. We can't do this now." Liu Chunlai looked calm.

Almost said that all the children's tuition and miscellaneous expenses and noon living expenses were all paid out.

"We didn't mean that..." Zhou Qin hurriedly defended.

In many cases, the school leadership has actually considered this issue.

But in the end no one mentioned it.

The Fourth Brigade is not obligated to bear these for the children of other Brigades.

The four teams were poor before, and I didn't see other teams supporting the four teams.

"We can actually change the way, the tuition and miscellaneous fees should be solved first." Liu Chunlai thought for a while. Since he wants to develop, his team is definitely not enough. In a few years, their team will have to merge other teams.

High-quality human resources are the foundation of development.

"What way?" Peng Guangyuan and Zhou Qin became excited.