Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

"..."

Qin Jingru's older brother was there, holding the sack of flour that Qin Jingru had handed him, unsure of what to say.

"Jingru, thank you."

"We're all family, no need for thanks. You should hurry up and marry Sister Yan'er and have a big, healthy son; that's the important thing."

"No, he must thank you. Don't worry, Jingru, Mom will remember everything you brought back." Qin's mother quickly waved her hand, taking charge for Qin Jingru.

"When you get married, your brothers must make up for all of this double!"

"Yes, yes, Jingru, don't worry, we'll definitely make up for it!" The brothers quickly nodded in agreement.

"I'll sell everything I own to make up for it! I'll make sure you get married in style!"

The brothers chatted and grinned at Zhang Dabiao... They really treated Zhang Dabiao like their brother-in-law.

Qin Jingru was so embarrassed that she quickly went to clear the dishes.

As for the matter of enrolling in a school temporarily, we'll talk about that later. This time, I still need to get my household registration booklet and a letter of introduction from the brigade.

As for work and housing, I dare not say anything, for there's no guarantee that my family won't have any inappropriate thoughts.

Zhang Dabiao, who was smoking, looked completely bewildered—[Are you guys mistaken about something?]

"At my age, and at her age, it's not suitable."

But there's no point in explaining to these idiots now, so I can only continue smoking and chatting with them.

But seeing Qin Jingru's family so harmonious and loving, even though they were struggling financially, Zhang Dabiao was very envious.

In later generations, he was an only child with no siblings. He especially envied families with many children, because even if they didn't fight, they would at least have someone to play with.

Meanwhile, Qin Dashan munched on a small cookie, looking on with immense envy.

If we hadn't let Qin Huairu run rampant back then, things would be different now...

Eh...

It's all tears when I think about it.

Qin Jingru huffed and puffed as she brought things home, and Zhang Dabiao didn't stop her at all.

And what about Qin Huairu? Every time she came back for holidays, all she did was beg for money, and she even moved her family's belongings to the Jia family…

How come the two sisters are so different?

After chatting for a while, Zhang Dabiao and Qin Jingru went to the brigade headquarters. Qin Jingru went to get a certificate and letter of introduction, while Zhang Dabiao wanted to learn kung fu from the brigade leader. As for the matter of exchanging supplies, they could talk about it tomorrow morning; there was no rush.

He also had to make a separate trip to the old hunter's place to exchange the items first.

Knowing Qin Jingru's purpose, the brigade leader, though sharp-tongued and saying things like "Why does a young girl need to study so much?", didn't stop working and readily provided Qin Jingru with the letter of introduction and the necessary certificates.

Then they learned Zhang Dabiao's purpose in coming—

Learn kung fu?

The captain wasn't hiding anything; this technique wasn't a family heirloom. He learned it from a group of itinerant martial artists when he was young. It's called "Hongmen Iron Wire Palm," belonging to the traditional Southern martial arts Hongquan system, and has a clear lineage among the people (especially in Guangdong and Fujian).

Specializing in palm strikes and penetrating power, his core pursuit is "a strike as hard as iron, a force as swift as a thread." Cracking doors and shattering stools are child's play for him. In his youth, one slap from him sent Mad Bull sprawling to the ground. Although he didn't kill him with one slap, Mad Bull was bleeding from all seven orifices.

It was through this skill that he obtained the position of clan leader, and later, during the land reform, he became the brigade leader of Qinjiatun. No one dared to say a word against it.

The classic combat techniques are Iron Fan Palm, Nail Palm, and Chopping Palm. The movements are simple and unadorned, with direct force exertion, similar to the force exertion patterns used in rural labor such as wielding a hoe or chopping wood.

The basic skills of the "Thirteen Bridges Hand" technique, such as the movements of sinking the bridge, wrapping the bridge, and splitting the bridge, can also be practiced while working in the fields, making it very practical.

Listening to the team chatter on and on, Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up. He didn't expect to kill the enemy with a single blow, but it would be quite satisfying to slap the likes of Jia Zhangshi and Sha Zhu who kept babbling at him.

The captain even demonstrated it to Zhang Dabiao, slapping a tree as thick as a forearm straight down, leaving the broken ends shattered beyond recognition. Zhang Dabiao tried for a long time, but at most he could only make the tree sway back and forth—the resilience of trees is no joke.

Seeing the surprise and joy in Zhang Dabiao's eyes, the captain glanced at him sideways and asked, "Want to learn?"

Zhang Dabiao nodded repeatedly, "Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm!"

【This is what I want to learn!】

"I'll teach you."

"OK!"

"What about the apprenticeship ceremony?"

Zhang Dabiao finally understood why the brigade leader had said so much, but he didn't hesitate and had already made preparations. He lifted the canopy of the tricycle, and there were all the things for the apprenticeship ceremony laid out.

After placing the items next to the brigade leader, Zhang Dabiao immediately knelt down in front of him and respectfully kowtowed.

"Master, please accept my bow!"

Then he got up and offered tea to the captain.

After drinking the tea, the captain finally looked at the contents of the bag.

A one-pound piece of pork belly—that's the hard currency these days;

A bunch of celery stalks symbolizes diligence and hard work;

A handful of lotus seeds—symbolizing painstaking teaching;

A bag of red beans symbolizes good fortune;

A bag of red dates symbolizes early success in school and academic achievement;

A packet of longan symbolizes the completion of merits and virtues.

There was also a 200 yuan "gift money" wrapped in red paper, symbolizing good things coming in pairs. I had originally wanted to wrap 222 yuan...

But does that mean the master is stupid or that you are stupid?

These things are not easy to get; Zhang Dabiao secretly went to the black market and searched for a long time before finally managing to get them.

The captain nodded: "You've prepared all the traditional gifts and formalities, kid. You've been eyeing my skills for a while now, haven't you?"

Zhang Dabiao and his lackeys waited nearby, laughing as they said, "Last time I saw you smash a door panel with a single slap, Master, I was really envious."

"I was stabbed a while ago, and it almost pierced my heart, so after I was discharged from the hospital, I wanted to learn kung fu."

"I'm not talking about punishing evil and promoting good, but at least you should have some ability to protect yourself, right?"

Upon hearing that Zhang Dabiao had been stabbed, the captain immediately asked what had happened. Qin Jingru, who was standing nearby, embellished the story and told the captain a story. The captain stared at Zhang Dabiao for a long time in disbelief.

"You're lucky, lad, brave and principled!"

He never imagined that Zhang Dabiao, who looked like a mischievous monkey, had cooperated with the municipal bureau and the street police station to "eliminate" so many criminal gangs, with nine executed and five sentenced to life imprisonment!

He had killed people before the liberation, but killing nine people was no simple matter!

This kid has a sense of responsibility!

Moreover, the knife was only millimeters away from the heart, and it was only found and retrieved after soaking in the lake for 14 hours.

He was at a loss for words when he heard how incredibly lucky she was.

This child is destined for great fortune; his father, Zhang Banxian, has an extraordinary ability to defy fate!

Moreover, Zhang Dabiao was clearly strong and robust. Although he was already sixteen or seventeen, which was a bit late in learning martial arts, it didn't matter. Learning a little bit was good enough. As long as he had some self-defense skills, he wouldn't need to participate in any martial arts tournaments.

I was initially planning to just teach casually, but now that I think about it, I really need to put in some effort!

"This manual was left to me by my master, and now I'm giving it to you—"

The captain found an old thread-bound book in the room and handed it to Zhang Dabiao.

"Young man, the task of maintaining world peace is entrusted to you!"

Zhang Dabiao...

That sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before?

The brigade leader symbolically took 20 yuan and returned the rest to Zhang Dabiao, because no one had it easy these days.

But Zhang Dabiao also gave his master 20 jin of high-gluten flour, two bottles of Fenjiu liquor, ten jin of cured meat, two jin of milk candy, and two jin of white sugar.

The six rites are one thing, but how could Zhang Dabiao only offer such a small token of respect?

The captain was very pleased; this apprentice was a worthwhile investment!