When Erye was boxing, he seemed to blend into the surrounding environment.
It was a gentle pool of water the previous second, but the next second, it suddenly turned into a mighty waterfall, extremely tough.
Moreover, Erye's breathing rhythm was also quite special, a way he had never heard of before.
Seeing this, Old Wang began to slow down his movements and started to learn from the Second Master.
Only half a minute later, Mr. Wang felt a warm sensation in his lower abdomen.
Then the warmth began to spread through his limbs and bones to his entire body.
It made his whole body warm and comfortable.
At this moment, Mr. Wang's heart was like a raging storm. He closed his eyes, felt the warm air flow in his body, and continued to imitate Erye's movements.
With every punch he threw, he could feel a force flowing through his body, growing stronger and stronger.
At this time, Erye noticed the change in Wang Lao and nodded slightly to show his approval. He increased his speed, and his boxing style became more hard and soft, hitting the air like a storm.
Seeing this, Old Wang's eyes revealed a gleam of light. He followed closely, trying his best to follow the movements of the Second Master. Although his clothes were already wet with sweat, he was unaware of it.
Ten minutes later, the two men stood there panting, and the heat from their bodies formed a layer of mist.
The Second Master looked at Old Wang and nodded with satisfaction, praising him: "Not bad, big brother, you have a good foundation, you must have practiced before."
Hearing the Second Master's praise, Old Wang scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile: "Big Brother, thank you so much. I feel like I have met a hermit. Following your set of moves, I feel indescribably comfortable all over. It's really like you said, I feel a lot younger, hahahahahaha."
Mr. Wang knew very well how valuable this set of boxing skills was, and he quickly thanked the Second Master.
"Oh, don't be so polite. Come back tomorrow morning and we'll continue practicing."
Hearing this, Mr. Wang's eyes lit up and he quickly agreed.
Meng Fei had already gotten up at this time. He looked next to the pillow and saw that the little squirrel had run away, just like the previous two days. Meng Fei suddenly thought of the two figures he saw in a daze before going to bed, and he was not sure if he was dazzled.
Meng Fei put the matter behind him and started preparing breakfast.
Breakfast is simple, fried steamed bread slices with some pickles.
Before the steamed bread slices were out of the pot, Old Wang came back enthusiastically with an excited look on his face. Seeing Meng Fei busy in the kitchen, he hurried over.
"Hey, good morning, Brother Meng. What delicious food are you making? Do you need my help?"
Seeing how energetic Mr. Wang was, Meng Fei was also stunned. This old man was listless and frail yesterday, but he seemed like a completely different person early in the morning. He exuded a vigorous aura from the inside out, as if he was several years younger.
"Haha, no, no, it will be fine soon. By the way, you look in good spirits today."
Seeing that Meng Fei had also noticed his change, Mr. Wang could no longer suppress his excitement and laughed loudly:
"Hahaha, I couldn't sleep this morning, so I went out for a walk, and I happened to run into your second uncle. The old man was practicing the two big stone lock wheels with great vigor, as if it was a game. Later, I learned a set of Tai Chi from him. You know what, after I finished practicing it with him, my whole body felt so comfortable..."
Old Wang seemed to have found an outlet for venting, and he began to tell Meng Fei about his morning experiences like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.
Meng Fei chuckled after hearing this. He was the most direct beneficiary of "Tai Chi Master", so how could he not know the effectiveness of this set of Tai Chi.
"The steamed bread slices are ready, let's get ready to eat. By the way, Sister Cuifen seems not to have woken up yet." Meng Fei saw that the steamed bread slices were fried and quickly changed the subject.
Hearing this, Mr. Wang looked a little unhappy and cursed: "This damn girl, she is already in her thirties and still sleeps in every day!"
After saying that, Mr. Wang walked to the room where Wang Cuifen lived and knocked on the door frantically.
"You bastard! It's almost eight o'clock! And you're still sleeping in!"
"Oh, Dad! It's only six o'clock! Are you going to let me live? I want to sleep a little longer, sleep a little longer." Wang Cuifen's lazy complaining voice came from inside the house.
"I'm telling you, Meng Fei fried the steamed bread slices. If you don't get up, they will get cold and won't taste good!"
Hearing this, there was a sudden sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets in the house.
A minute later, Wang Cuifen opened the door, neatly dressed, with a light layer of foundation on her face.
"Good morning, Dad. Let's eat. I'm hungry. Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.
Looking at his daughter's back, Mr. Wang stood there in a daze, with a confused look on his face.
After a simple breakfast, the father and daughter both gave thumbs up.
"Brother Meng, your cooking skills are amazing! The food is so delicious."
"Yeah, I didn't expect the steamed bread slices to be so delicious. If I couldn't eat any more, I would have eaten two more slices, hehe."
Hearing the two people's praise, Meng Fei smiled and said, "You two should take a rest and digest the food. I will take you up the mountain later. By the way, you must wear long pants and long sleeves. The temperature has been high recently, and ticks, spiders, leeches and other things in the mountains have become active. If you are not careful, you will be bitten by them. Although it is not fatal, it is still very uncomfortable to be bitten."
After hearing what Meng Fei said, the two of them went back to the house to prepare.
Meng Fei went to change the medicine for Xiong Da.
After a few days of recovery, the wound on Xiong Da's abdomen had healed completely. And ever since drinking the milk-producing crucian carp soup prepared by Meng Fei, Xiong Da's milk has been flowing like a small fountain, and the two little ones have milk stains on their faces every time they eat.
Seeing that the two were just getting ready to go out, Meng Fei took them towards the mountains.
In early June, dew had already appeared in the morning in the Greater Khingan Range. The three men had only walked a few dozen meters when their trouser legs were soaked by the dew.
However, this did not dampen the enthusiasm of the father and daughter for climbing the mountain.
When Mr. Wang was young, he always listened to his father telling stories about going up the mountain to collect herbs in their time. And every time he went up the mountain, it was like opening a blind box, and he could always harvest different herbs.
This undoubtedly aroused a strong interest in mountain collecting at a young age, but later on, as their family's traditional Chinese medicine business grew bigger and bigger, he naturally no longer had to go up the mountain to collect herbs himself. Every day, villagers would bring the herbs down to sell.
And now he actually has the opportunity to go up the mountain to collect herbs himself. How can he not be excited?
At this moment, Wang Cuifen suddenly stopped where she was, pointed at a tree stump not far away and shouted:
"Ganoderma lucidum!! Big Ganoderma lucidum!!!"
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