It was just getting dark when Feng Gang returned home.
Holding the 100 yuan given by Hu Juxiang, he went to the village store to buy a pack of cigarettes for his father.
"Aunt Qin, will Xiaoyu come back tomorrow?" Feng Gang asked.
Chen Qin nodded: "Yes, she called me today and said she would come back tomorrow."
"That's great." Feng Gang was so excited that he almost jumped up. "I haven't seen her for a few days, and it feels like a long time has passed. Alas~~"
Chen Qin glanced at him with a reproachful look: "It's only been a few days, and you have become like this. If Xiaoyu goes to college in another city, you can only see each other once a year, what will you do?"
Feng Gang shook his head and said: "I don't know, I can only endure it slowly. In addition, I have to make a lot of money, and then marry Xiaoyu into the family openly."
Chen Qin gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Well, Gangzi, work hard. I look forward to that day. "
At this time, Yang Yu's father Yang Zhu came back on a tricycle. Seeing Feng Gang, he greeted him with a smile: "Gangzi, are you buying cigarettes for your dad?"
Feng Gang responded, and saw a non-staple food and beverage on the tricycle, and said: "Uncle Zhuzi is back now to buy goods?"
Yang Zhu said: "Yes, I was busy late today."
Feng Gang smiled and said: "If Uncle Zhuzi is too busy in the future, let me do the buying for you."
Yang Zhu was stunned and shook his head: "Why do you need to run for such a small amount of goods? I can handle it myself."
After all, Feng Gang was an outsider, and he was still a young child. He was not at ease to give him money and let him buy goods.
Feng Gang didn't mind, smiled and responded, turned around and left.
It was completely dark. Cockroaches jumped over the ridges of the fields, frogs croaked incessantly, fireflies flew by constantly, smoke curled up in the sky, and the fragrance of farmhouse food wafted from every house.
After working hard for half a day, Feng Gang was already hungry. He pushed his bicycle back home, handed a pack of good cigarettes to Feng Dongyun, and then lay on the table and ate them.
In the evening, after finishing everything, Feng Gang went to the melon shed of Lao Niu's house again.
There was no moon tonight, and the countryside in the mountains was pitch black.
De Bo had been waiting there for a long time.
De Bo first asked Feng Gang to punch twice, and after he was barely satisfied, he began to teach him the method of breathing.
According to De Bo, this breathing method is mainly to control the qi and blood, so as to control one's own seven meridians and eight vessels. If you practice according to his method, you can achieve unexpected results, such as the kind of reaction that men should have. If you practice well, you can control it freely and the length is arbitrary.
Upon hearing this, Feng Gang was very excited and shouted that it was practical.
That night, De Bo began to teach Feng Gang this set of exercises. At first, Feng Gang couldn't figure it out. In the end, he was beaten and scolded by De Bo, and then he gradually found the way.
When he was just able to breathe in and out, the belly of the fish in the west turned white.
"Okay, come and practice again tonight. I will give you two more nights. You must reach the level of free control, otherwise don't practice in the future." De Bo scolded with a serious expression.
Feng Gang nodded repeatedly. Such a useful method, of course, he had to step up his practice and strive to reach the state of "free control" as soon as possible.
At this time, Debo swept away the seriousness just now, and a lewd look appeared on his face again. He said, "How does it feel to taste the village chief's woman? Is there any special feeling when doing it in the backyard of the village chief's house?"