Rong Zhigao nodded thoughtfully: "Uncle Qingxuan is right. The staff technique looks simple, but it is actually very profound."
Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly and began to explain the basic moves of the staff technique: "The staff technique emphasizes the six-word formula of 'strike, grab, stab, sweep, chop, and point.' Each move has its unique application and variations. You must carefully understand it and not be impatient for quick results."
He picked up a bamboo stick and began to demonstrate the first move: "This is 'Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies,' mainly used to sweep the enemy's lower body. The movement must be fast, accurate, and ruthless. Note that the wrists must be flexible, and the power must come from the waist."
Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan followed along, and although their movements were a bit clumsy, Qing Xuanzi patiently corrected them one by one. As he demonstrated, he explained, "The essence of staff techniques lies in 'using movement to control movement, and using stillness to control movement.' You must learn to observe your opponent's movements and respond flexibly."
Rong Zhiyuan brandished the bamboo stick, his movements somewhat clumsy, but his eyes were full of seriousness: "Uncle, I feel that this stick technique is much more difficult than I imagined."
Qing Xuanzi nodded: "No martial art can be mastered overnight. The staff technique may seem simple, but to reach a high level of proficiency requires time and patience. You must remember that practicing martial arts is not only about physical training, but also about tempering your will."
Rong Zhigao also brandished a bamboo stick. Although his movements weren't very smooth, he gritted his teeth and persevered: "I will try my best!"
Qing Xuanzi nodded in satisfaction: "Good, it's good that Zhigao has this drive. Remember, the most important thing for martial artists is perseverance."
After their morning exercise, it was already dawn. After Qing Xuanzi performed two purification rituals on them, he took out some steamed buns and meat sauce that he had stored and gave them to them: "Here, eat these, then run back to get your schoolbags and go to school."
Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan quickly expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, Uncle Qingxuan!"
The two quickly broke the steamed buns in half, spread meat sauce on them, and ate with satisfied expressions.
While eating, Rong Zhiyuan said, "Uncle Qingxuan, did you know? The canteen in the military compound has changed to serving two meals a day."
"We haven't had a proper breakfast in a long time. This is only because Mom secretly saves us some dry food so we can eat something after martial arts practice."
"Those who had no food could only go hungry until noon when they had a bowl of thin porridge."
Qing Xuanzi felt he had to say something to Rong Lianhu. Why couldn't he have left more food for the two brothers? Look how thin the two children are, like sticks.
He told the two brothers, "I'll have your father and the others prepare more for you so you can replenish your energy after practicing martial arts in the morning."
Rong Zhigao shook his head: "My mom said I can't eat too much, otherwise the difference between me and other children will be too obvious, and people might come to us for help. We don't have that kind of ability, and it will be a lot of trouble."
Qing Xuanzi nodded, agreeing. It was true. Not to mention that Rong Lianhu and the others couldn't help so many people, even Qing Xuanzi himself was powerless. He couldn't possibly help everyone who was less capable than himself just because he had some ability.
If you help this person, you'll have to help that person. If you help them, all their extended family will come, and then their extended family and so on... it's an endless stream.
Fu Ya and Rong Lianhu were about to leave when they ran into Aunt Ma, who was waiting specifically to see Rong Jiaojiao.
Rong Jiaojiao was still asleep, lying on Fu Ya's shoulder with her rosy cheeks pressed against Fu Ya's shoulder, causing her cheeks to distort. Her little mouth was slightly open, and drool was dripping from the corner of her mouth, but she still looked very cute.
Seeing Rong Jiaojiao's current appearance, Aunt Ma said with envy, "Jiaojiao's master really knows how to raise children, raising Jiaojiao to be so fair and chubby."
Rong Lianhu nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's fortunate that he helped raise her, otherwise Jiaojiao would be just like her two older brothers, skin and bones."
Aunt Ma opened her mouth, but finally spoke up: "Commander Rong, could you help me ask Master Jiaojiao if he can help us get some good stuff, like milk powder, rice, or flour? We'll exchange it for money and coupons."
Rong Lianhu asked in confusion, "Didn't Battalion Commander Feng just send grain back to his hometown a while ago?"
Aunt Ma was a little embarrassed, not expecting Rong Lianhu to know these things. She said, "Those are just coarse grains and substitute foods. What I meant was to exchange them for something better for my Baozhu to eat. She is really thin and small, and she really can't compare to Jiaojiao."
Fu Ya found Ma Da Niang's words awkward no matter how she listened to them; they seemed to contain jealousy, resentment, and even complaints.
Rong Lianhu also felt that what Aunt Ma said was strange, but he still said, "Aunt Ma, I'll remember what you said. I'll ask for you, but I don't see that he didn't bring anything back this time, so I can't give you any guarantee. Don't have too high hopes."
Aunt Ma's face stiffened slightly, and she said awkwardly, "Okay, just ask for me."
Rong Lianhu nodded: "Then Aunt Ma, we'll be going now. My wife still needs to go to the hospital."
"good!"
As soon as Rong Lianhu and the others left, Aunt Ma felt uncomfortable thinking about what Rong Lianhu had said. She muttered to herself, "What's so great about him? His child is still being raised by others, unlike us. We raise our own children, and we're closer to them."
The couple who left were also discussing Aunt Ma. Fu Ya said, "You have no idea how outrageous Aunt Ma is. Sister Hu said that as long as there are good things in the house, Feng Baozhu has to be given priority first, while her two grandsons are sidelined, including herself."
"Feng Zhong and Feng Yong were really skin and bones. Battalion Commander Feng and Sister-in-law Hu couldn't persuade them, so they secretly gave the two brothers money and coupons so that they could buy some food in town on Sunday to replenish their bodies. Otherwise, the two boys would probably become even more terribly thin."
Rong Lianhu chuckled: "Other people's grandmothers favor boys over girls, but she favors girls over boys. I wonder what her precious baby looks like, that she treasures her like that."
Despite living in the same residential compound, he had never actually met Feng Baozhu.
Fu Ya had just met Hu Xiaoxiao and Feng Baozhu a few days ago, and they were not at all as thin and small as Aunt Ma had described.
Although she wasn't as fair-skinned and lovely as her own daughter, she was still fair-skinned and had a rosy complexion. Her appearance was like her mother's, with a small frame and an oval face, which made her look petite.
She told Rong Lianhu, who said smugly, "Not everyone can grow up to be as lucky as our Jiaobao."
Fu Ya shook her head, ignoring his arrogant attitude.
When they arrived in town, Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan had already finished eating and were ready to run back. Rong Lianhu patted the schoolbag on his bicycle and said, "There's no time. I'll take you to school first."
Qing Xuanzi waved his hand: "Go on, go on, you need to get up even earlier tomorrow."
The two immediately looked dejected and climbed onto the back of the bicycle. Rong Lianhu quickly rode the bicycle to take them to school.
Rong Jiaojiao was handed over to Qing Xuanzi by Fu Ya, as she was going to work at the hospital.
They all left, and Rong Jiaojiao woke up soon after. Qing Xuanzi quickly prepared food for her.
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