Chapter 797: Sending Love Through 1,000 Miles

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“The method of being self-renewing is the basis of practice,” Wang Yao said. “You can’t give up on it. The boxing technique is a skill and requires practice and internal and external cultivation to become a so-called master.”

“I’ve remembered all this,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

The master and student strolled in the mountain for a while before going down it.

Zhong Liuchuan returned home and began to practice the boxing technique that Wang Yao had just taught him. This was also to practice, improve, and deepen the impression while taking advantage of the memory of the boxing technique that was still fresh in his mind.

“This boxing technique is very profound!”

When an expert struck out, he would know if there was substance to it. Similarly, when an expert began to try it for himself, he would know how profound and deep the boxing technique was.

Zhong Liuchuan had been exposed to a lot of fighting techniques. He was quite involved in this aspect. However, out of those techniques that he had learned, none were like this. It combined footwork, energy skills, and the combination of internal and external skills. The more he practiced, the more he discovered the deep mysteries within it.

Outside, the sky gradually darkened. Zhong Liuchuan looked up at the sky and thought, Time flies!

After practicing all afternoon, he was hungry. He cooked a fish, pot of rice and vegetable dish for dinner, which he devoured.

…

In Jing, thousands of miles away, Su Zhixing had been discharged from the hospital. He had been recuperating at home for several days. He looked healthy.

He told his mother that he was going to return to the army. As a mother, she naturally hoped that her son would stay home long. Plus, he was still injured and had not fully recovered.

“Are you going back already?” Song Ruiping asked. “You’ve just recovered!”

“Yes, I’m going back,” Su Zhixing said. “I’m always stuck at home. I feel restless.”

“OK, go back then,” Song Ruiping said.

“Alright.” Su Zhixing turned to his sister and said, “Xiaoxue, I’m going to visit my brother-in-law before returning to the army. Do you have anything you want me to take him?”

“Yes!” Su Xiaoxue happily responded. “I bought a shirt for him. Would you take it to him?”

“Sure,” Su Zhixing said. He looked at the exquisite packaging and sighed. “Oh, this shirt isn’t cheap, right?”

“I bought it with my scholarship money, and I think he will like it,” Su Xiaoxue said.

“Tsk tsk, when can I, the older brother, earn a shirt like this?” Su Zhixing asked.

“Aren’t you in the army?” his sister replied. “You can’t wear anything like this much anyway.”

“Oh, come on, I’m just teasing you,” Su Zhixing said. “Don’t worry, I promise to take your present to him.”

“Thank you,” Su Xiaoxue said.

If it wasn’t for her busy class schedule, she would have gone to Lianshan County in person and given the shirt to Wang Yao herself.

“We’re all family, so there is no need for thanks,” Su Zhixing said. “Besides, I have to go and thank my brother-in-law. Ah, what does he like?”

“Well, he likes things related to medical skills and Taoism,” Su Xiaoxue said.

“His hobbies are quite unique,” Su Zhixing said.

Ordinary people would things like cigarettes, wine, antiques, calligraphy, paintings, gold, or jewelry. People who liked things related to Taoism and medicine were the minority.

“Oh, he likes drinking tea as well,” Su Xiaoxue said.

“Ah, that makes it much easier then,” Su Zhixing said. “I remember our father still has some rock tea from Wuyi Mountain.”

“That Da Hong Pao?” Su Xiaoxue asked.

“Yes,” Su Zhixing replied.

“Dad doesn’t even bear to drink it,” Su Xiaoxue said.

“Tea is meant to be drunk,” Su Zhixing smiled and said. “Besides, what kind of tea can’t our dad get if he wants to drink it?”

The next day, Su Zhixing left Jing by car with a high-end shirt and a small box of tea.

“Your older brother is smiling a little impishly,” Song Ruiping whispered to her daughter.

“I think he must have done something behind your back,” Su Xiaoxue said.

“Is that so?” Song Ruiping asked. “He hasn’t stolen anything from your father again, has he?”

“Yes, hehe.” Su Xiaoxue grinned.

“You impish girl, do you know anything about it?” Song Ruiping asked.

“Nothing.” Su Xiaoxue shook her head.

The car was speeding along. Inside it was Su Zhixing and a comrade.

“Look at you, you could have taken a good plane, but you wanted to ride in a car,” his comrade said. “Your injury is not completely healed yet.”

“I’m used to sitting in cars,” Su Zhixing said. “I feel uncomfortable flying in the sky.”

“How did you get the top grades in your airborne practice?” his comrade asked.

“I was forced,” Su Zhixing said. “Besides, I’m going to Qi Province to see my brother-in-law. This life of mine was saved by him. I have to thank him.”

“Is your sister married?” his comrade asked. “When did it happen? How did I not know when it happened?”

“Future one,” Su Zhixing said.

“Oh, I was wondering,” his comrade said.

They reached the village later that afternoon.

“Oh, why are you here?” Wang Yao was surprised to see Su Zhixing. “You haven’t recovered, have you?”

“No, I felt bored and flustered in Jing,” Su Zhixing said. “It’s better to go back to the army. By the way, Xiaoxue asked me to bring you a present. Take a look.”

He took out the shirt that Su Xiaoxue had bought for Wang Yao. It was a casual shirt but very exquisite.

“Xiaoxue bought it for me?” Wang Yao asked.

“Yes, her recent class schedule is quite tight,” Su Zhixing said. “Otherwise, she would have come here in person. Here, try it on.”

Wang Yao opened the box and put the shirt on. As soon as it was on, he seemed more energetic. Moreover, because of his long-term practice, he had a very good figure, which the shirt emphasized.

“It looks good,” Wang Yao said. “People rely on clothes, and horses rely on dressing up. That is true!”

“Good people, good clothes,” Su Zhixing said.

“Xiaoxue’s taste is better indeed,” Wang Yao said with a smile.

“Do you like it?” Su Zhixing asked.

“I like it,” Wang Yao said.

“This is my gift.” Su Zhixing took out a small box of tea without any labels. It looked quite ordinary.

“Tea?” Wang Yao was surprised.

“Yes, good tea,” Su Zhixing said.

“We have to taste it then,” Wang Yao said. “Are you in a hurry?”

“Nope, I can even stay the night,” Su Zhixing said. “To be honest, I haven’t tried this tea yet.”

“Let’s try it,” Wang Yao said.

He had a superior tea set, superior spring water, and good rock tea. In an instant, with the hot water brewing the tea, the tea’s fragrance immediately filled their nostrils.

“This is Da Hong Pao of Wuyi Mountain,” Wang Yao said in surprise.

“You know the good stuff,” Su Zhixing said.

“You didn’t steal it from Minister Su, did you?” Wang Yao asked.

“What steal? I’m just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha.” Su Zhixing shrugged and grinned.

“Not much of this tea is produced in a year,” Wang Yao said. “It’s all specially protected.”

“Those are wild camellia trees,” Su Zhixing said. “How does it taste?”

“Mmm, with the aura of the wild mountains infused within, it really is extraordinary,” Wang Yao said.

“What aura?” Su Zhixing asked. “Don’t make it so mysterious. I just think that it’s fragrant, much more fragrant than ordinary tea.”

“Don’t you dislike drinking tea?” Su Zhixing’s comrade asked with a smile.

“Well, I’ll try it occasionally,” Su Zhixing said.

“Good tea can’t be enjoyed alone. I’ll call someone else over.” Wang Yao called Zhong Liuchuan.

Once he arrived, Wang Yao poured him a cup. “Have a taste of Wuyi Mountain’s Da Hong Pao. It’s a superior tea.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Zhong Liuchuan said. Even though he didn’t know much about tea, it didn’t prevent him from tasting the goodness in it. It was a good tea with a fragrant and pure taste, as well as a lingering aftertaste. “Good tea!”

“Do you want to stay here tonight?” Wang Yao asked Su Zhixing.

“Sure, it’s dark now,” he replied. “It’s very tiring to drive at night. Plus, I’m not in a hurry to go back.”

“Liuchuan, please arrange a place for them to stay,” Wang Yao said. “Tonight, we’ll go to the restaurant at the bottom of the village for dinner.”

“Yes, Sir,” Zhong Liuchuan said.

The place he found for them to stay in was the small yard where Zeng Yichuan had stayed not long ago.

During the meal, Su Zhixing poured himself a glass of good wine that Wang Yao had brought from home.

“Don’t drink,” Wang Yao said. “You haven’t recovered yet.”

“It’s OK, I’ll just drink this one,” Su Zhixing said.

Wang Yao shook his head.

“Good wine, good wine!” Su Zhixing smiled.

When he was in Jing, someone was always restricting him. He couldn’t drink, which suffocated him. He began to drink one cup after another.

“Alright, don’t drink anymore.” Wang Yao snatched the glass from his hand as he prepared to drink his third glass. “When your injury is healed, drink all you want then.”

“Alright, that’s all for today,” Su Zhixing said.

After dinner, the group walked back to the village. Su Zhixing and his comrade went back to the little house to sleep. Zhong Liuchuan followed Wang Yao up the mountain and walked around before returning home.

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