Chapter 6
Jun Qingmo picked up the bowl, pursed his lips, and started eating in big mouthfuls.
After finishing his meal, he put the bowl into the lunch box, put his hands in his arms, and fell asleep leaning against the cabinet.
In the past, he respected etiquette and followed the rules, treated people gently and generously, and often pretended not to care when he felt offended.
Now, this feeling of being able to go against the grain without any scruples made him feel an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
Zhang Yunniang woke up and looked in from the window. The situation was the same as when she left.
Oh, you have backbone, but it's not used in the right place.
The man was still sleeping, and he looked quite well-behaved.
With a malicious push, the man fell to the ground. She immediately stood up and walked a few steps away.
Jun Qingmo opened his eyes hazily and shook his head, thinking that he fell because he didn't lean firmly.
I stood up and sat down again. My body felt a little stiff after staying in one position for so long.
"Awake? Then get to work."
"I won't clean it up, what can you do?"
This person, this thing, is just troublesome. Flowers and plants are better because they don’t rebel.
I also thought about the poor shaping of the new seedlings. They grew crookedly and seemed to have quite a few rebellious bones.
Zhang Yunniang squatted down in front of him, their eyes were level, which felt quite oppressive.
"What can I do? First, you won't have to eat tonight. Second, your leg is already broken. If you lie on the ground for a few more days and get rheumatism, you'll suffer."
"It's cold, don't I know to crawl back into bed?"
"Climb? Why? The floor is warm? I've been walking for so long, but I don't see anyone crawling back?"
"That's because I don't want to dirty the bed." Jun Qingmo was stubborn and didn't want to crawl around in a mess. What's the difference between him and an animal?
"You crawl to wash the dirty quilt and sheets? It's not that I look down on you, but with the way you are now, you should swallow your little bit of self-esteem. Don't be stubborn in front of me, you can't be stubborner than me. I'm a cruel person, don't compete with me in patience."
After saying that, he sat back on the chair with his legs crossed, and did nothing else but stare at the person over there intently, to see if he could stand this kind of stare.
Jun Qingmo couldn't resist the challenge now. He didn't want to go back to his dirty self. The person over there was still staring at him intently, and he couldn't win by glaring back.
After hesitating for a while, he finally compromised. He endured the discomfort in his heart and crawled to pick up the broken dishes on the ground, with the gaze from the other side still following him.
"Could you please stop looking at me?"
"No. Is crawling around embarrassing? Are you so scared? Besides, didn't you ask for this? If you hadn't dropped the dishes in the first place, would you have been crawling around here so awkwardly to clean them? Young man, think twice before you act. Think about the consequences first."
Jun Qingmo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He frantically picked up the leftovers on the ground and put them into the box, and then picked up the fallen stools. The table was heavy, so he did not push it.
He turned his head to look at the person over there, who was sitting in a chair in an unruly manner, shaking his legs, and said that he was just a supervisor and didn't offer any help.
He tried again and again, but he had no strength left and could not lift the table.
He didn't expect anyone to help him, so he just sat there thinking and taking a break. He didn't have the energy to do it anymore.
He had strength but couldn't use it because he had no fulcrum. If he pushed the table to the corner, lifted up one corner, and then stuck the stool in the middle, he wouldn't fall down again because he didn't have enough strength to lift it up.
Now that he had a solution, he started working on it. After trying twice, the table was finally lifted up and a smile appeared on his face.
"I helped him up."
"Yes, I've helped him up." Zhang Yunniang opened her eyes, frowned, and smiled. "Don't be lazy. Clean up the stains on the floor too."
"Can't you help me?" Seeing that everyone was laughing, he started to negotiate again.
"No." Very principled.
Jun Qingmo's shoulders slumped, and he resigned himself to his fate and crawled back to clean the dirt on the ground.
Apart from going outside to change the clean water and bring it in, Zhang Yunniang did not interfere with the cleaning at all.
After wiping off the last bit of stain on the floor, Jun Qingmo very attentively wiped the stool as well. He wanted to climb onto the stool to clean the table as well, but he didn't apply enough force, the stool fell over, and he fell with him.
He looked back at the person sitting over there, unmoved. Gritting his teeth, he stood up the stool and climbed up again until he had also cleaned the table. He lay exhausted on the table, motionless, looking at the person over there.
"I'm done cleaning."
Zhang Yunniang stood up and clapped her hands. "Wait, I'll go boil some water for you to bathe."
"You'd rather go through all this trouble than lend a hand right from the start?" He crawled on the ground, his clothes stained with dragging water.
"I'm happy to do that. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll go crazy and throw things around next time."
Unable to let go of their dignity and being too proud, if someone says something that provokes them a little, their mental defenses will collapse.
She did this to make Jun Qingmo let go of his grudges. You are so proud, so I will throw your face on the ground and step on it a few times.
If you have no shame, you are invincible. If you are too proud and have too much self-respect, you will be beaten into your original form if you encounter a little setback in the future.
She helped the man clean up and put him on the bed to rest. Not long after he got into bed, he could hear the sound of him sleeping soundly.
Jun Qingmo was exhausted that day, and his tiredness did not allow him to be sad about the passing of time.
When he woke up again, it was already dark outside and it must be late at night.
My hands felt a little tight and tingling.
It turned out that the man saw the wound he accidentally made, applied medicine to him and gave him a simple bandage.
The candle on the bedside table was half-burned, and next to it were a few cakes on a plate, a pot of brewed tea, and a wet towel.
He propped himself up and sat up, his stomach growling. He had exerted too much energy during the day and had not eaten dinner, so he was very hungry.
He took a towel, wiped his hands, took a cake and started eating.
The pie was cold, but he still found it delicious. He finished one pie in a few bites and took another one. The tea in the pot was cold, but he still found it very sweet.
For some reason, he felt like crying, and he ate the cake with tears in his eyes.
He felt very complicated, and even though he was well-versed in literature, he couldn't describe it for the moment. He could only vent his sad emotions through tears.
After he finished eating the pie, he wiped his hands, looked at the dim candlelight in the room, and started laughing again.
He lay back on the bed, unable to suppress his laughter, tears streaming down his face as he laughed, and he couldn't stop.
He didn't stop until his face became numb and stiff with pain.
He reached out and pushed open the window. The sky outside was filled with stars. He stared at the night sky intently, the light in his eyes flickering.
Late at night, the wind was blowing with a hint of coolness. He reached out his hand to touch the wind and felt an unprecedented sense of joy in his heart.
The sky felt very far away, but when he reached out to touch it, it felt very close. At this moment, he felt a pleasure of relief, and an unprecedented peace surged in his heart.
The shame of crawling in front of others does not seem so difficult to accept compared to the feeling of helplessness of living well and being helpless.
He lay back on the bed, looked at the quiet yard and starry sky outside, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
This feeling of being free from mental constraints made him feel relaxed.
Early in the morning, when Jun Qingmo was pulled out of bed, his mental preparation showed signs of collapse.
Seeing the light outside, he wanted to get angry. But after seeing who was in front of him, he just thought about it.
After what happened yesterday, he admitted that he was cowardly. Not only did he not dare to lose his temper, he didn't even dare to show the slightest bit of displeasure.
After shaking his confused brain, he sat up.
"Here, here you go. Wipe your face and wake up."
After the person finished washing up, Zhang Yunniang found a loose-fitting coat in the closet and helped the person put it on. She folded the bedding but did not help the person into the wheelchair.
In the short term, she didn't decide what to practice specifically, she thought she could teach people Tai Chi.
She took off her shoes and sat opposite Jun Qingmo.
She once accidentally saw a wheelchair Tai Chi team practicing Tai Chi in the park. The vitality emanating from the patients infected her, and later she became interested and learned some.
Since they had just started exercising, they needed to proceed step by step. She demonstrated a few simple movements and asked people to follow her.
Watching the few swings, Jun Qingmo couldn't help but wonder, "Is it that simple? Will it work?"
"Don't underestimate these movements. Tai Chi emphasizes the unity of mind and energy, the harmony of spirit and energy. It can harmonize qi and blood, dredge meridians, and improve internal circulation."
Jun Qingmo sat on the bed, imitating the movements, baring his teeth and claws, just like a drunk man boxing, yet he still had the nerve to complain that the movements were too simple.
"Not standard, try again, try again. Relax your shoulders, and make your movements smooth and gentle. You're too stiff, and the movement isn't coherent. It's not right, not right. Look at me, try again like this."
She was teaching seriously, but the stiff gestures of the person opposite her made it really difficult for her to hold back.
"Look straight ahead, keep your head and neck straight, as if you are holding an object on your head, relax your shoulders, lower your elbows, hold your chest in, and straighten your back."
"Well, it's starting to look good. Keep going." Well, a genius is a genius. As an ordinary person, she is very jealous.
"Are these movements accompanied by corresponding leg movements?"
"Yes, but it's enough for you to practice these, and you don't need to think too much about it."
"Can you show me?"
"Can."
Zhang Yunniang got off the bed, straightened her body, and began to demonstrate.
The movements were smooth and coherent. A hint of moisture flashed across Jun Qingmo's eyes, and then he pursed his lips and continued practicing the new moves.
One practices on the bed and the other practices underneath.
"From now on, I will practice with you every morning, and after practice, we will have breakfast."
"good."
Zhang Yunniang continued to demonstrate the movements while asking questions of concern.
"When does the next imperial examination begin?"
Jun Qingmo was silent for a moment. "The imperial examination is held every three years, and the most recent one will be the spring of next year."
"Sir, what do you think of your talents if you participate?"
"If I hadn't broken my leg on the eve of the last imperial examination, I wouldn't say I'd be in the top three, but my name would definitely be on the list." There was reluctance and discouragement in his voice, and he sighed that life is unpredictable.
It seems that there is still hope for success in this investment. She hopes that her stocks and bonds will not go to waste again as both of her investments are in the red.
Zhang Yunniang nodded and said, "Alas, it's not easy to find an easy job for retirement these days."
"From now on, let's do as I said before. After breakfast, you go to the study to study and prepare for the exam. In the afternoon, it depends on your mood. I won't force you to do it. Any objections?"
"No." Dare he have an opinion? Dare he have an opinion? Dare he? He dared not.
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