Zhou had completely gotten rid of the cold. At the bottom of Hualong Valley, where the temperature was more than 20 degrees below zero, he took off his down coat and wore only a sweater and a shirt, sweating profusely.

"Ah! My life is so miserable!"

He lay on the green grass, with white mist on his head - this often happens after strenuous exercise in winter.

Zhao Yulin came to his brother-in-law and squatted. He seldom smoked, but this time he had another Huang He Lou in his mouth and looked worried: "I forgot something. I didn't remind you to warm up before exercising. You may not be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Zhou Yi closed his eyes, with a layer of mist in the corners of his eyes. It was not known whether it was tears or the physical reaction of his hot face caused by the contact of cold air: "Brother-in-law, I hate you!"

Zhao Yulin stood up slowly, stood on the top of the valley and overlooked the valley. At a glance, there was the refreshing green grass. In the center of the valley, there was a lake, which was clearly stagnant water. In such a cold environment, it had never frozen.

There is often wind blowing in Hualong Valley, and the tips of thousands of green grasses tremble and dance in very regular waves with the wind. The mirror lake in the center, which is like a crystal inlay, also has faint ripples.

"Your roots are really good. You are nearly twenty years old, but you are still so energetic. If you had met a famous teacher a few years ago, you might have become a famous master now."

Zhao Yulin turned his head and looked at Zhou Yidian, with both admiration and regret.

Learning martial arts is the same as learning art. It is best to start from childhood, the earlier the better. Otherwise, the roots and spirituality will be lost with the years, and will eventually be exhausted. When you really become like everyone else, even gods will not be able to help you grow.

"Fortunately, you are only eighteen years old now, so it's still in time." Zhao Yulin said leisurely.

Zhou Yidian's talent is better than his, but he is destined to be inferior to him in martial arts in the future.

"My family has been doing business for generations, so how can they let me learn martial arts?" The brother-in-law panted and said, "When my parents were alive, they actually planned to let me finish four years at Yan University and then go abroad to study finance. My sister is born to be a businessman. She does business in front of people and I manage capital behind the scenes. It sounds like a perfect plan."

Zhao Yulin suddenly had an immoral idea in his mind.

Fortunately, Zhou Haiming and his wife died in a plane crash, otherwise Zhou Yidian would have been wasted and wasted.

But on second thought, he would rather Zhou Haiming and his wife were still alive. At least in that way, Zhou Caifeng and his sister would not have to fall into the current situation of being ambushed from all sides.

"What do you think? Do you want to be a talkative and powerful capitalist elite in the future, or a common man who wields swords and sticks?" Zhao Yulin asked. After all, the focus of this matter is on Zhou Yidian, and what he thinks is the key.

"Maybe it will make people laugh if I say it, but I like it." Zhou Yidian gave this answer without hesitation.

At this moment, the two people who are both uncle and master are really talking from the heart.

"Good food is never too late, but it is afraid of spoiling."

Zhao Yulin looked at his brother-in-law seriously and said, "It's not too late to strengthen your muscles while your body is still developing. In two years, if you want to start over again, I can still teach you, but my efficiency will be more than twice as low as it is now, and it will be meaningless."

He did not hide his appreciation for talent. From his point of view, studying finance is not much more noble than studying martial arts, just like drinking coffee is not more elegant than eating garlic.

Old man Feng said that Zhao Yulin has a martial arts spirit in his bones since he was a child. Others are inferior to others except for studying, while he is a militarist.

But it's still the same sentence, the words of advice should be limited to the point, and it will depend on Zhou's choice in the end.

"If you want to give up now, whether it's because you're afraid of hardship or because you don't want to go against your parents' wishes after careful consideration, I won't blame you, let alone look down on you, provided that you think about it carefully."

...

Zhou Yidian was silent for a while.

Perhaps because the heat in his body was gradually dissipating and he felt cold, he got up with a little effort, picked up the velvet coat from the ground and put it on, but still didn't say anything.

Standing on the top of the valley and looking at the cool and blue scenery in the distance, the sky is endless and vast, and the tranquility is infinite and magnificent.

His legs felt a little sore, so he stood for a few minutes, rubbed his knees, squatted down, and asked, "Can I study for a master's degree and practice martial arts at the same time?"

It may take several years to think clearly about something, or it may only take a day, or an hour, a few minutes, or a few seconds. The length of time cannot confirm or deny whether the thinking is serious enough.

Thinking for a long time does not necessarily mean that you are not distracted; thinking quickly does not necessarily mean that you are not serious. "

Okay."

Zhao Yulin gave a straightforward answer without saying a word.

"Yeah."

Zhou Yidian's voice was very soft, still staring into the distance without looking away, and after a moment he said, "I don't expect to be a peerless master like my brother-in-law, but in my brother-in-law's world, there is also the eldest daughter of the Sun family. I hope that when you are overwhelmed, I can stay by my sister's side to protect and take care of her." Sister

control?

Zhao Yulin looked down at his half-crouching brother-in-law, and a term he had seen on the Internet some time ago came to his mind.

"My parents are gone, and my sister is my only relative. I will only live with her for the rest of my life. I don't want to say such high-sounding words, but no matter what roles or ties I have in my life in the future, my sister will always be the most important person in my heart."

Zhou Yidian held his hands in his sleeves, and his squatting posture was not very elegant.

"Are all your genes so precocious?" Zhao Yulin patted the steady back that did not match his age.

Zhou Caifeng was rational and sensible from the outside to the inside. Zhou Yidian looked like a child on the surface, but he also had a stability that was not humane, and even a little heavy.

……

……

Today's lunch was a little late. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when everyone sat around the small table to enjoy this long-awaited foreign meal.

The food we had in Yushu and Qinghai Lake Scenic Area was not bad, but it was still unsatisfactory. The taste was good but the artistic conception was lacking. So in the small thatched cottage, Zhou Caifeng personally went to the kitchen and made a table of feast - although there were only three dishes.

"Sister, your cooking skills have regressed?" Zhou Yidian picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, frowning as she chewed.

Zhou Caifeng took a professional chef certificate in her spare time. Her cooking skills are not delicious, but she is still much better than many housewives.

"This may be because I haven't cooked for a long time."

Zhou Caifeng's pretty face was filled with confusion after her brother pointed out the problem.

Zhao Yulin knocked his brother-in-law on the head with chopsticks: "Shut up and eat well, aren't you hungry enough?"

Zhou Yidian immediately shut up, tucked his head in, and ate the food honestly, wolfing down the food.

Sun Leling and Chen Siyao also ate with relish. This meal was indeed slightly inferior to what Leng Hanshuang usually made, but it was still delicious.

"If this is considered a decline in cooking skills, when it works normally, wouldn't it be better than Aunt Leng's cooking?" Sun Leling bit her chopsticks and thought about it, feeling sympathetic.

Chen Siyao was straightforward and spoke the truth: "Zhao Yulin, your friend lives a very hard life here. He has nothing but rice and salt. He eats wild vegetables and bacon all day long. How can he bear it?"

Zhao Yulin glanced at the stove, chewed his food, and said vaguely: "There is a jar of oil there."

This oil is good stuff. Most of it is extracted from the fat of Tibetan brown bears. In addition, there are some special things. It can be used to cook and has a great tonic effect after eating. It nourishes yin and moisturizes yang. Men who use it will be strong and healthy, and it is not a problem to have seven times a night. Women who eat it will be beautiful and skin-nourishing. It is even more beneficial for martial artists.

Sold to those rich people, this jar of oil can be worth hundreds of thousands.

But Zhao Yulin couldn't tell them. If he told them the recipe, they probably wouldn't be able to eat this meal.

Chen Siyao said with an exaggerated expression: "Oil is useless. We searched the whole house but couldn't find even a bottle of soy sauce. We finally found a jar of aged vinegar. Wow! It was so sour, sour and smelly. We didn't dare to use it for fear of getting an upset stomach."

Zhao Yulin couldn't help laughing. He naturally knew what the vinegar the beautiful policewoman was talking about was: "Fortunately it's useless. That thing is not edible."

Chen Siyao sighed: "Could your friend be a monk?"

Sun Leling corrected: "Monks in Tibetan areas should be called lamas."

Zhao Yulin picked up a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth, saying: "No, he is a Taoist priest."

Bang!

Chen Siyao slammed the table: "My guess was not wrong. Monks and Taoists are inseparable."

Zhao Yulin rolled his eyes at her: "Don't say that in front of him, or you'll be kicked out, and I won't be able to plead for you."

Chen Siyao didn't comment, and smacked the chewy air-dried yak meat: "Delicious, fragrant!"

After the meal, Zhao Yulin took out the fishing rod from the thatched hut, sent Sun Leling and the other three girls out, and he and Zhou Yi went to the room to boil water and wash dishes. Originally, one was talkative and the other was taciturn, but now for some reason, the atmosphere was inexplicably stiff. The two of them didn't speak to each other, and the only sound in the room was the sound of porcelain bowls stirring and colliding in the water.

The temperature was really too low. After sitting by the lake for a while, the three women felt too cold to bear it and wanted to go back to the thatched house to warm up around the stove.

Zhao Yulin looked at the sky. Although Hualong Valley was as cold as winter, it was not like winter with short days and long nights. There were still several hours before dark. He took out the ox horn bow and quiver from the house and said, "Come on, follow me to the back mountain."

"What for?"

The girls asked in unison.

"You are out to play. It's not a big deal to have an old nest next to the stove. I'll take you to play something you haven't played before." Zhao Yulin said.

The soreness in Zhou's muscles hadn't come back yet, and he just felt a little floaty and lacked strength. He said lazily: "It's hunting. My sister and I have played before, and there is a wild hunting ground in Changfeng District."

Zhao Yulin did not explain, and first walked along the steep slope of the mountain pass to the top of the valley. Sun Leling and Chen Siyao looked at each other, and then looked at Zhou Caifeng. The three of them seemed to have reached some kind of consensus, and they all stepped up to follow Zhao Yulin's pace.

Zhou was so tired that he didn't want to move. He couldn't resist his nature of joining in the fun, so he walked at the end of the team and barely climbed to the top.

About two miles behind Hualong Valley is a small forest. Walking through the forest here, you will reach a cliff.

But it was not too steep. With a little effort, the girls could climb down. Zhao Yulin led them out of a cave with ease. When they got out of the cave, they suddenly saw a vast grassland.