Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 538 A Second Visit to Shaolin Temple!
Chen Luyang didn't pay attention to anything in this movie!
Shaolin Temple, martial arts, and feuds—none of those entered my mind.
I can't remember even half a scene of the eighteen styles of stick fighting, the deep bond between master and disciple, or the fight scenes.

He only remembered one thing throughout the entire process:

His own hand was being held by the girl, tightly clasped to his leg.

I even get touched every now and then~
As the end credits rolled, the lights in the screening room came on.

Just moments ago, Chen Jinyue had been holding his hand openly and even teasing him until his face turned bright red, but now he acted as if nothing had happened.

She deftly withdrew her hand, raised it to straighten the collar of her coat, as if the ambiguity just now was merely a phantom projected on the screen.

Chen Luyang looked like a young wife who had just been teased, her palms almost sweating.

But as soon as the light came on, he felt that familiar sense of confidence return.

Straighten your shoulders and straighten your back.
I am a true, upright man!
As the audience in the screening room gradually stood up, the noise grew louder and louder.

As they left the movie theater, Song Liaosha's voice rang out in the crowd.

"Brother Chen! Sister-in-law!"

Chen Luyang turned around and saw the three Song siblings squeezing through the crowd and walking towards her.

This was the first time Song Nata had seen Chen Jinyue. She looked at him curiously with her beautiful, fluffy, emerald-green eyes.

Chen Jinyue had never seen such a beautiful mixed-race girl before. The two girls looked at each other, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Brother Chen, what are your plans for later? If you're free, let's grab a bite together?" Song Liaosha asked readily.

Chen Luyang shook her head: "Next time, I have to go to my boyfriend's house for dinner tonight."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Liaosha immediately said tactfully, "Alright, alright, how can I compete with my sister-in-law for someone?"

"Then I'll take my brother and sister to Xinhua Bookstore to look at some books, and we can buy some New Year pictures to put up on our way home."

"Let's get together by ourselves another day. I haven't had a meal with my sister-in-law yet."

Chen Jinyue laughed and said, "Nonsense! We used to eat there all the time when we lived in restaurants."

Song Liaosha grinned: "How can that be the same?"

"Back then you were the manager, now you're her wife. Each of you is responsible for your own affairs!"

Chen Luyang rolled her eyes: "Alright, alright, we're leaving now."

Seeing this, Song Liaosha didn't press the matter any further, and grinned, "Let's go, let's go, your sister-in-law is more important!"

Before leaving, he specifically shouted at Chen Jinyue:

Goodbye, sister-in-law!

Chen Jinyue felt her face flush from being called out, and smiled as she waved to them, saying, "Goodbye."

Watching Chen Luyang and Chen Jinyue's departing figures, Song Liaosha couldn't help but speak:
"Brother Chen has a pretty high status in his family!"

Before he could finish speaking, Songwasi blurted out:
"Brother, where did you see that he has a high status in the family? He's clearly being completely controlled."

Song Liaosha: "Huh???? No way? What do you think?!"

Songwasi glanced helplessly at his older brother.

"How do you even need to look? You can tell at a glance."

"Brother Chen always sides with your female manager, and he always goes along with her in everything."

"While we were talking, his eyes were constantly on her, and he even unconsciously matched his walking pace to hers."

Song Nata's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I noticed that too."

Song Liaosha scratched her head, half-believing, half-doubting: "Huh? It's still like that???"

Songwasi rolled his eyes, let out a sigh, and decisively changed the subject:
"Let's go, bro, let's go to the bookstore and buy some books."

"Yes, let's go buy books."

After saying that, the three siblings walked side by side toward the other end of the street.

……

I enjoyed my dinner very much!
Mrs. Chen was very welcoming!
Chen Jinyue is also incredibly beautiful; she's both pretty and gentle.

When saying goodbye, Chen Jinyue seemed to say something to himself.

What did they say again...?
Why can't he remember?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.

When Chen Luyang returned to the machinery factory by car that evening, he kept looking down at his palms, chuckling foolishly.

"crunch~"

The door to the inner room was pushed open a crack, and Junjun's little head peeked out from the crack.

Thump, thump...

Junjun climbed onto Chen Luyang's kang (a heated brick bed) with his little legs, and through the thick cotton quilt, his knee accidentally bumped into Chen Luyang's crotch.

"what……"

Chen Luyang immediately wore a pained expression, her face scrunched up.

"My little darling, what are you doing?! Go play with your auntie!"

Junjun looked at Chen Luyang with bright, dark eyes, his face full of longing: "Uncle, is Shaolin Temple good?"

"It was amazing! That fight was incredibly well done!" Chen Luyang began to spout nonsense with a straight face.

"One kick could break a wooden stake, and it could somersault like a wheel."

Junjun's eyes lit up even more: "Anything else?"

"And then there's the ability to scale walls and leap onto rooftops in a flash. And then there's the Iron Palm technique, which can smash rocks to pieces with a single clang!"

"Wow!" Junjun's mouth dropped open, completely stunned.

He threw himself onto Chen Luyang's arm and shook it back and forth: "Uncle, take me there, I want to see it too!"

His father, Sun Zhigang, had said he would take him to the movies, but with the year-end approaching, the factory's security tasks became more demanding.

As the head of the factory's security department, Sun Zhigang's responsibilities also became heavier.

My mother is also very busy preparing for the New Year.

So, the young man decisively turned his attention to this family, to his other best friend!
His uncle!!!

Hearing the little boy's request, Chen Luyang happily hugged his little shoulders, leaned back on the kang (a heated brick bed), put his right foot on top of his left foot, and started to show off his power.

"Shall I show it to you again?"

"Uh-huh!"

Junjun nodded, his hair swaying in his hair, looking incredibly well-behaved, a stark contrast to his usual mischievous self.

Chen Luyang teased him, "But your uncle has already seen it all!"

Junjun pleaded, "Oh! Then watch it with me one more time!"

Chen Luyang grinned shamelessly, "What's in it for me if I watch it with you again?!"

Junjun made up his mind: "I'll lend you the robot that Fatty gave me to play with!"

"Go play somewhere else!" Chen Luyang rolled her eyes. "I'm a grown man, why would I play with your kid's robot?"

Junjun thought for a moment, then hurriedly shouted, "Then I'll sweep the floor for you for a week!"

Chen Luyang snorted and glanced at him sideways: "Sweeping? You'd be lucky if you could keep it up for a day!"

"Yes!" Junjun patted his chest, his little body trembling with excitement.
"Uncle, I promise I can!"

"Come on, last time you said you'd get up early every day to run, but the next day you just stayed in bed, whimpering under the covers."

Junjun was caught out and immediately fell silent. His little head drooped, and after thinking for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Then you tell me what to do!"

Seeing that the little boy was at his wit's end, Chen Luyang narrowed his eyes and smugly tapped the boy's forehead with his finger:
"I'll take you to the movies, but on one condition." "This Chinese New Year, don't you dare threaten me with that haircut thing again!"

"Otherwise, you can just take your little stool to the movie theater by yourself,"

Last year during Chinese New Year, that brat Junjun kept gesturing with his little scissors, snip-snip-snip near his ear.

This left Chen Luyang helplessly forced to agree to many of Junjun's unreasonable demands.

This includes, but is not limited to: buying food and drinks, peeling peanuts for the little darling, and even helping him with his homework!
Although Chen Luyang deliberately wrote those assignments wrong~~
But Chen Luyang kept every single detail in mind for Sun Junjun.

Now that he finally has a chance, he has to find a way to shut the little monkey up!
Junjun's eyes widened: "That's all?"

Chen Luyang raised an eyebrow: "What, are you capable or not?"

Junjun nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes!!!"

He was all prepared, ready to bring out his most beloved robot, but his uncle wanted this?!
This is too simple!

"Deal! Pinky promise!"

Junjun immediately and bravely stretched out his little hand, sticking out a chubby little finger.

"Speak with garlic!"

Chen Luyang hooked her finger around his in a serious manner.

But before they could officially "pinky promise," the door creaked open.

Chen Lingling peeked in while cracking sunflower seeds.

Seeing the two make a pinky promise, Chen Lingling's gaze immediately deepened!
What are you two plotting here?

Junjun immediately betrayed his accomplice, excitedly shouting, "Auntie, my uncle is taking me to see 'Shaolin Temple'!!!"

Xiaoling's eyes lit up when she heard about watching a movie.

"Brother! I want to see it too! I want to see it too!!"

"Brother, I want to see it too!!!"

Xiaoling ran to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) in three quick steps, plopped down on it, and said in a coquettish tone:

"Brother, I want to go see it too!!"

Her bottom landed squarely on Chen Luyang's lap.

Chen Luyang's Pain Mask instantly increased by 1!
"Go, go, go!! Everyone go."

He was afraid that if he didn't agree, this little devil would tear him apart.

Lingling and Junjun immediately became excited.

Let's go!

The next day, Chen Luyang bought tickets and took Chen Lingling and Sun Junjun to the cinema to watch "Shaolin Temple" again.

Yesterday, he was so distracted by Chen Jinyue's flirting that he didn't get to watch the movie at all.

I'll have to watch this movie carefully today to see what "Shaolin Temple" is all about!
Upon arriving at the movie theater, Chen Luyang began giving instructions like a mother hen:
"Stay close! Hold hands! Don't let anyone get lost in the crowd! Junjun, hold onto my coat belt!"

Chen Lingling looked around excitedly: "Brother! There are so many people here! It's even more crowded than the department store!"

Sun Junjun's face was red from the cold, but his eyes shone like light bulbs: "Uncle! Can we really see Jet Li? Can he fly out of the screen?"

"Absolutely!" Chen Luyang boasted as he struggled to squeeze in.
"I specially bought the right-center seat! You'll see later, his kung fu is so good he's invulnerable to swords and spears, and he can fly over walls and leap across rooftops!"

"Once you learn it, you'll be a martial arts master. While others ride bicycles to school, you'll be zipping over the rooftops."

"Really?!" Junjun's eyes lit up.

"Don't listen to your uncle's nonsense!" Chen Lingling said from the side.

"What era are we living in? People still talk about flying over walls and leaping across rooftops. You'll be able to use your light-footed skills so that your toes won't even touch the ground, and you'll be flying to school in the blink of an eye."

Wow……!
Junjun's gaze immediately turned ardent.

After finally squeezing into the movie theater, the three of them found seats in the crowded throng.

Chen Luyang breathed a sigh of relief, sat down in a chair, and took out a net bag of Guoguang apples and a bag of melon seeds from his pocket.

"How was it? Your uncle's got some strength, right? This is the best spot to watch a fight!"

"Come on, Junjun, have an apple! Xiaoling, eat some sunflower seeds!"

Chen Lingling took the sunflower seeds and pouted in disgust: "Brother, couldn't you have bought the spiced ones? These plain ones don't taste like anything."

Chen Luyang said helplessly, "With so many people crammed together like this, what's the point of being picky about the flavor? You're lucky if you can even buy anything."

Sun Junjun didn't care about eating; his eyes were glued to the screen: "Uncle, isn't it about to start?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the theater went out with a "hum," and the surroundings instantly fell silent as the movie began.

The drumbeats roared, and the main hall of Shaolin Temple slowly lit up on the screen.

"Wow, so this is what Shaolin Temple looks like!"

Chen Luyang excitedly ate sunflower seeds while sighing with emotion.

"Uncle, didn't you just finish watching it yesterday?"

Junjun gave him a puzzled look.

Chen Luyang immediately put on a serious face, lowered her voice and pretended to say, "Yesterday I was so focused on the atmosphere of the film that I didn't pay attention to the details."

Chen Lingling pouted and couldn't help but add in a low voice, "What details? I think you were only focused on holding hands with my sister-in-law, tsk!"

Chen Luyang almost choked on the sunflower seed shells, glared at her, and said, "Just watch the movie!"

Junjun didn't understand any of this. His big eyes blinked, and he quickly turned back to look at the screen.

The next second, Jueyuan did a clean and neat somersault and landed, his stick whistling through the air, which shocked the whole audience into applause.

Chen Luyang immediately got excited and couldn't help but transform into an off-site coach, explaining to Junjun:

"Look! That's what you call agility! Flexibility! Junjun, look, the waist and stance are perfectly coordinated! ...Wow, that kick is so powerful!"

Sun Junjun's mouth opened into an "O" shape, and he almost broke the candied hawthorn stick.

Chen Lingling initially ate sunflower seeds with restraint, but when "The Shepherd's Song" began and Bai Wuxia appeared, her eyes lit up immediately:
"Wow...this girl is so pretty...and this song is so good..."

……

When the movie ended, the three of them squeezed out of the cinema, and the night wind rushed in.

Chen Luyang led Sun Junjun and Chen Xiaoling home, asking as they walked, "How was it! Did you enjoy it?"

Before Sun Junjun could reply, a sweeping leg swept him into a snowdrift.

"Haaah!"

He was imitating the shouts from the movie when he suddenly fell and got covered in snow.

Chen Xiaoling burst out laughing: "Wow, Junjun, is this a Shaolin staff fight or a snowball fight?"

"I am Jueyuan! I am from Shaolin Temple!"

The little boy jumped up, his forehead covered in snowflakes, gesturing and kicking wildly, completely absorbed in the movie he had just watched.

Chen Luyang was both amused and exasperated. She reached out and lifted him up, while spouting nonsense with a straight face:
"Your legwork is still a bit lacking. When we get back, your uncle will whittle a stick for you and you'll practice your horse stance first. Shaolin Kung Fu emphasizes the fundamentals!"

Sun Junjun's eyes immediately lit up, his nose turned red from the cold, and he kept jumping around.

Chen Xiaoling was speechless: "Brother, you really know how to fool a kid. If he keeps practicing like this, he'll definitely be yelling that he wants to shave his head and become a monk tomorrow."

Sure enough, Sun Junjun blinked and asked, "Uncle, does being a monk make you invincible?"

(End of this chapter)