Chapter 51 Don't Give Me a Surprise
Eucommia decoction nourishes the liver and kidneys, and strengthens the muscles and bones. People with excessive heart fire should not drink too much.
Lu Youyou paused while serving the soup and asked again, "Is it really ready?"
Gu Qingye nodded. Ever since he started getting up early to practice boxing, the feeling of his blood surging at any time had never appeared again.
Lu Youyou was still worried, so she only filled half a bowl of soup for him: "Take it step by step. Your body is precious, and I dare not let you bleed again."
Gu Qingye wanted to say that he was fine, but in the end he took it obediently.
He didn't know when it started, but he didn't want to say no to Lu Youyou at all.
"Your grandfather's fighting skills are very practical and have much higher striking power than the current version."
Lu Youyou's smile suddenly became lively, and he didn't even bother to eat: "Really? Have you asked someone to try it?"
Gu Qingye nodded: "I did a preliminary verification."
Lu Youyou said anxiously: "Then keep trying, find a few more people to practice with, maybe you can continue to optimize it."
She knows her own abilities best. To put it nicely, she is just copying others. In terms of professionalism, she is not even a finger closer to Gu Qingye.
Now she has provided a new idea, and if Gu Qingye continues to study it, he might be able to make further progress.
She never underestimates the wisdom of her predecessors, as many times they just lack a flash of inspiration.
With just a little inspiration from her, Gu Qingye can make great strides forward. This combination is simply perfect.
Lu Youyou's happiness was obvious, and Gu Qingye asked with a smile: "So happy?"
"Of course I'm happy that you have more ways to save your life!" Lu Youyou couldn't help but fantasize, "It would be best if all of you could learn it and become more powerful in battle."
Although modern warfare rarely requires hand-to-hand combat, this was the 1970s after all, and local conflicts had never been rare. If an extreme situation arose, the stronger one's ability, the greater the chance of winning.
Gu Qingye paused while picking up food, raised his head and asked, "Are you willing to make it public?"
He has been thinking about this these days. The new fighting technique is undoubtedly a powerful weapon for individual combat. It is not difficult to learn and is very suitable for promotion at the grassroots level.
But this is Lu Youyou's thing. No matter whether it is the instruction manual that her grandfather has carefully studied or that she has drawn without sleep or food, he has no right to decide for her or ask for her selfless dedication.
Unexpectedly, Lu Youyou actually brought it up on her own initiative, and he hadn't even figured out how to tell her about it.
"Of course I am willing." Lu Youyou seemed to not understand his question. "Isn't this a good thing? Why are you unwilling?"
"This is your family's kung fu."
Not everyone is willing to make selfless contributions, and even military wives are not obligated to do so.
Lu Youyou waved her hands quickly, fearing that she would blush if she was a second late: "No, no, since it is useful, the more people who know it, the better."
This is not some secret family skill!
She was just repeating what others had said and had not learned the essence of what they taught. She had no choice but to be a teacher because she was afraid that if she didn't teach well, she would tarnish the reputation of military combat.
Even if Gu Qingye does it now, it will be different from what she taught. The student is better than the teacher, and the amateur teacher can retire now.
Seeing that Gu Qingye wanted to say something, Lu Youyou spoke first.
"I only have one request, please keep it a secret for me." She begged, "Or you can just say that you figured it out on your own, but don't mention my name."
Gu Qingye's eyes paused slightly. She didn't even want a name.
Seeing that Gu Qingye didn't say anything, Lu Youyou clasped her hands together pitifully: "Now Sister Li is still chasing me to work at the Women's Federation. I really don't want to be famous. Please!"
She has become famous twice in the two months since she came here, and she really doesn't want to do it a third time.
"But this is your contribution. If the army adopts it, you will definitely be commended. Maybe the reward will be bigger than the one given by the police. You..."
"No, no, no, please don't!" Lu Youyou shook his head like a spring. "I don't want any praise or reward, I just want you to live a hundred years!"
The room was silent.
Gu Qingye's throat moved, but he couldn't speak.
Lu Youyou also realized that this statement seemed too ambiguous and quickly changed the subject.
"Well, let's eat. Anyway, it's your decision, and I have no objection."
At night, Gu Qingye leaned against the head of the bed, his mind full of Lu Youyou's image.
It was past midnight, but he still couldn't sleep.
From the time they first met to now, two months had passed by like a movie before his eyes, and he realized that he clearly remembered everything Lu Youyou said and did.
She had done so much without realizing it, and he couldn't even guarantee that he would be at home. He was really not a competent husband.
Lu Youyou insisted on not wanting fame or wealth, but he couldn't feel at ease taking away her hard work, and he would definitely fight for what he should fight for.
Lu Youyou spent a day organizing the fighting essentials and precautions into text, and handed it to Gu Qingye along with the stickman secret book.
"You can take it for reference. I only have one request. You must keep it a secret for me. Don't give me any surprises!"
Lu Youyou reminded him again and again that a nod from Gu Qingye was not enough, he had to hear his agreement with his own ears.
Gu Qingye smiled bitterly: "If you have a request, you can apply to the organization not to make it public, but your credit should not be taken by others, even by me."
Lu Youyou just wanted to keep a low profile: "Is it not possible even if I volunteered?"
Gu Qingye stared at her and suddenly smiled: "You can't take even a needle or thread from the masses, let alone claim military merits."
Lu Youyou blurted out: "I'm not an ordinary person!"
Gu Qingye raised the corners of his lips: "Then what are you?"
Lu Youyou: ...
"Anyway, I don't want to be famous. You can handle the rest!"
After saying that, she hurried into the house.
Gu Qingye looked at her back and said solemnly: "I will protect you."
When closing the door, Lu Youyou looked back at him. Gu Qingye stood like a pine tree, responding to her gaze firmly.
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The people in the third battalion found that their battalion commander had been acting strangely recently.
After the group was dismissed every day, some people were kept to work overtime, and Yang Yuanfang and Li Cheng became depressed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It’s not entirely true to say that they were listless. They were only physically listless, but their spirits were extremely high. Even if they cried every day when they returned to the dormitory, they would still bravely rush to the execution ground the next day.
Why is it called an execution ground? Some people accidentally saw the scene of the two of them being "beaten". Although it was just a glance, they could already empathize with the pain. Not everyone can withstand the attack power of the battalion commander.
Later, people from the first and second battalions also heard about it, but they just couldn't figure out what the third battalion was doing.
Ding Tiesheng, in particular, was already nervous about the military exercise selection and was afraid that the Third Battalion was secretly working hard behind his back.
Gu Qingye naturally would not let him down.
A week later, a document appeared in the regiment commander's office. It read "Outline for Improving Military Physical Fitness and Combat" and there was an appendix that was as thick as the main text.
After Jiang Tong opened it, he was stunned.
What is this?!
(End of this chapter)
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