"For practicing martial arts!"
Xing Baohua said with a smile, "You and my dad are so old, yet you're still quite amusing. Have you been watching too many TV dramas or reading too many novels?"
To practice Iron Palm, you need to stir-fry ten pounds of sand in a large pot. Does stir-frying sand require different types of pots made of different materials?
"Why bother with Iron Palm? Practice Qigong!"
"Oh! What does practicing Qigong have to do with buying a pot?" Xing Baohua asked, puzzled.
"You don't understand. Oh, your dad's practicing in the bedroom. Take this pot to him and try to exchange it; maybe he can receive the information!"
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Xing Baohua was still in a daze when he received the aluminum pot.
Xing Baohua went to his father's bedroom without thinking. The door was open and he went in. He immediately saw his father sitting cross-legged on the bed with a black iron pot on his head.
With both hands dangling in the air, it looked like he was gathering his breath? No, according to Xing Baohua's observation, he was holding his breath.
Xing Baohua didn't disturb them and just watched.
He thought to himself, "Who led my old man astray?"
I don't object to practicing Qigong, but practicing it like this is either playing with people's lives or causing them to go astray.
It must be stopped.
Then, he tapped the pot in his hand, making a clanging sound.
The old man withdrew his hand, removed the pot from his head, and seeing that it was Xing Baohua, said, "You can go out first. I'll finish my practice in a bit."
"My mom asked me to get you a new pot, try this one to see if it can receive signals!" Xing Baohua quickly handed over the pot in his hand.
He casually asked, "Dad, can you tell me what signal you're receiving?"
"It's alright to tell you, hmm, you can learn from it later. This pot isn't an ordinary pot, it's called the information pot."
It's used to transmit messages. By carrying the pot and using incantations and qigong, one can receive the magnetic field from the cosmic atmosphere. By attentively sensing it, one can obtain information transmitted from the universe, thus achieving a state of harmony between humanity and nature.
"Did you sense it?"
"If I could sense it, I wouldn't have bought so many pots!"
Xing Baohua thought to himself, "He hasn't gone crazy from the training yet; he can still be saved."
This guy came out of the house, went up to his mother, looked at the pile of pots and pans, and asked, "You didn't just go somewhere and buy a pot or pan, did you?"
"No, they were all bought from fellow Daoists. They all received messages from Heaven. Your dad said these are pots that have been communicated with, and they are better than new pots."
After hearing what her mother said, Xing Baohua felt more at ease.
This is a group of pot sellers who are using the name of qigong to deceive people.
When it comes to receiving signals from space magnetic fields, can it keep up with satellites?
Satellite antennas are also called "dishes," but this "dish" is not a pot.
What kind of situation is this?! I'm researching antennas myself, and I haven't even figured out what's going on yet.
The old man also joined in studying antennas.
This left Xing Baohua somewhat amused and exasperated. She couldn't let the old man remain idle now; he'd been completely misled and lost his bearings.
We need to find him something to do!
After finally waiting for the old man to finish his practice, Xing Baohua said she would take them out to eat.
The old man changed his clothes and was about to take a pot out again.
Xing Baohua quickly stopped him, saying that going out with a pot on his head was better than a safety helmet, but it could easily attract lightning!
Besides, Xing Baohua still has a sense of shame.
After some persuasion, the old man finally put the pot down.
On the way to the restaurant, Xing Baohua also pondered how to persuade the old man.
They're currently caught up in the moment, completely obsessed. You can't persuade them in a short time, and older people tend to be stubborn.
He needed to be gently guided. After thinking for a while, Xing Baohua said to the old man, "Dad, do you know about the Apollo moon landing?"
"Why would I need to know that? Oh, you mean the US moon landing? I read the newspaper, so what?" the old man said casually.
“This moon landing has established a fact: there are no gods or Chang’e on it, only a cold, empty space. Your son works in the mobile phone industry, so I have some knowledge of wireless technology,” Xing Baohua began to persuade the old man.
"You mean I bought a satellite dish to use as an antenna?" The old man laughed and said, "Then you're wrong. If I were to use a satellite dish as an antenna, I might as well go to the weather station and look for a radar antenna."
"It's not impossible. Maybe you can succeed if you can carry it on your head?" Xing Baohua laughed.
It seems the old man still knows the size of the pot.
"Qigong is a very mysterious thing. I still don't understand it. According to my conversations with some fellow practitioners, they said that magnetic field induction can accelerate the flow of true qi."
"That's pure nonsense! Putting aside whether qigong works or not, just the idea of balancing a pot on your head? It's 100% a hoax. You shouldn't practice it either. Go to the park and learn some tai chi or something."
You really can't stay idle, I'll find you something to do later.
The old man nodded and said, "You can find me something to do now."
“How about this, I’ll give you some money, and you can set up a care center,” Xing Baohua said.
"What are the specific responsibilities?"
"Pay attention to the health and lives of middle-aged and elderly people, as well as vulnerable groups, and so on."
"Still don't understand?" Xing's father said.
"How should I put it? You're basically organizing some retired elderly people, giving them a small salary. First, set up a venue, find some elderly people who know how to do simple physical examinations, like measuring blood pressure and blood sugar. Buy some books, newspapers, and magazines. If they like to sing, provide them with sound equipment."
"For those who like to dance, we'll set up a venue for them to perform. There are also some special groups; you could represent them to visit and offer support, regularly bringing them gifts or something. Don't worry, I'll reimburse you for whatever it costs."
"Let's talk about it later. I'll study Qigong first."
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