There is an old saying that since ancient times, there are beautiful women who have emerged from the green mountains, and there is also an old saying that since ancient times, talented men have emerged from the poor.

No one knew these two sentences in Qingshan Village, but people have known the first sentence since the mother and son moved in more than ten years ago.

When Thirteen Niang came, she was still a little girl, and at most she was a young woman in Huaxin, because she was with a child.

Thirteen Niang is beautiful and looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. It is said that she is the thirteenth lover of a big man. Thirteen Niang gets her name because of it. People in Qingshan Village do not know what her real name is.

When the men in the village saw Thirteen Niang's appearance, they looked like they had a collective injection of hormones, and their eyes were red.

Although Thirteen Niang also brought a little boy, a little boy wearing open-crotch pants, and a little boy named Ding Ning, this could not stop the secretion of male hormones, and many people were ready to move.

Unexpectedly, the old man Situ from Guandi Temple in the east of the village suddenly spoke. Thirteen Niang was his junior, and no one was allowed to make any decisions about her!

If you want to speak vigorously in Qingshan Village, the village chief must be ranked second. The person who is truly powerful is Mr. Situ.

Mr. Situ has lived in Guandi Temple on the east side of the village for more than 30 years. He gets up early every day to practice martial arts. He holds Guan Erye’s big sword like a green dragon and a moon in his hand, playing like a windmill. Not to mention how high the kung fu is, the big sword alone weighs more than 100 pounds, and two young people can only walk by carrying it!

Moreover, many people in Qingshan Village have been helped by Mr. Situ. The old man is knowledgeable and has good writing skills. If anyone has a big or small matter, he needs to write a couplet and a happy word, the old man is enthusiastic about helping him.

Not only do you write well, but the old man also has a superb medical skill. If someone has a disease or a disaster, the old man will take action. As long as the person is still angry, he will not dare to say that he will be 100% safe, but it will be fine to let you persist in the hospital.

There was a group of chariots near Qingshancun, who blocked the road and jailed the car. No one in the village dared to take care of it, and calling the police was useless. In the end, Mr. Situ came forward and knocked down more than a dozen burly men in one minute. The last knife cut the three-wheeled sling motorcycles that the group rode in half, turning into a single motorcycle and a single-wheeled sling!

Since then, the old man's prestige has risen to a higher level and he is like a god in Qingshan Village.

The beauty of Thirteen Niang is so beautiful that she can only go to Qingshan Village and under the old man's nose. Only then can she spend more than ten years safely and raise the little boy named Ding Ning safely.

The old man, who has not accepted disciples for many years, has been so kind to the mother and the mother. Since Ding Ning came to Qingshan Village, the old man has accepted him as his disciple.

If you say that Ding Ning was extremely handsome when he was a child, he was a little baby with pink makeup and jade in elementary school, and he was like his mother.

But God seems to be a bit bad. Ding Ning, a child, has a congenital heart disease, has a rapid heart rate, and his heartbeats will accelerate when he exercises vigorously, and he is prone to sudden death. Therefore, he can only watch his unfathomable martial arts. After he became a teacher, he basically studied ancient prose, poetry, medical skills, chess, etc.

The only martial arts he learned was Tai Chi, which was also impossible. Only this slow and physically consuming boxing method is suitable for Ding Ning.

When he was a child, he was a little better, but as he grew older, Ding Ning's weight grew bigger and bigger because he was 15 years old. When he was fifteen, his weight exceeded 18 marks and was still growing.

Ding Ning's family was not in good condition. Thirteen Niang was called a vixen by the women in the village because of her beauty. They were jealous of their men's fiery eyes when they looked at Thirteen Niang.

Thirteen Niang is weak and cannot do the work in the field, so her family has no income. Their lives are maintained by Thirteen Niang weaving Chinese knots at home and selling them for money.

But with such living conditions, Ding Ning still eats a lot.

Ding Ning became more and more lazy when he did not play with his friends or communicated with his peers.

Although he has always been very good at studying, he is the first in the school in elementary school, the first in the middle school, and the first in the middle school entrance examination in high school.

From the day Ding Ning showed his talent for learning, people knew that the saying "Talented Man from poor families has been born since ancient times, but as time went by, somehow it has been passed on, and it has become "Fatty Man from poor families has been born since ancient times.

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The fifty-watt electric lights inside were a little dark, and they were flashing like ghost fires.

Thirteen Niang, who was already thirty, sat cross-legged on the kang and sewed clothes for her son through the light.

Looking at his mother under the light, Ding Ning, who looked heartless on weekdays, had a little soreness in the corners of his eyes.

The poor children were already in the family, and Ding Ning was no longer the ignorant boy. He still remembered that when he was a child, he vowed to let his mother live a good life. His current life is not what he wants.

Heart disease is like a shackle, which not only ruined his body, but also ruined his hopes.

Even the tuition fees for this high school were not yet settled.

He didn't want to go to school anymore, but in front of his mother who wanted his son to be successful, he couldn't say these words at all.

If you can't tell your mother, then you can only tell your master that it's summer vacation now, and Ding Ning sat in the house for a while and couldn't stay there. He said to Shisanniang: "Mom, I'll go to Master's place."

Thirteen Niang raised her head and looked at her son who seemed to be a little reluctant to speak.

The son grew up and seemed to be over 1.8 meters tall. From Ding Ning's round and fat face, he could still vaguely find his handsome appearance when he was a child. The son did not think that his mother was ugly, and the mother could not think that his son was ugly. Thirteenth Lady knew that the child was old and should have her own thoughts, so she did not ask Ding Ning.

"Go, you just had summer vacation. Please spend more time with your master."

Ding Ning nodded and left his simple little house.

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Guandi Temple is located on a hill to the east of Qingshan Village. It is said that it was built before liberation. Most of the mottled lime walls have fallen off. There is a small bluestone site in front of the temple. Ding Ning spent half of his childhood and youth in this bluestone site.

I walked through this mountain road that I cursed countless times with panting, and came to the door in sweat. The smell of incense and candles came from it. Today is the first day of the sixth lunar month of the lunar calendar, and my master should be burning incense.

After resting for a while, Ding Ning carefully pushed open the temple door that could collapse at any time and took a look into the house.

In the smoke, a thin and tall figure was lowering his head and scented his fragrance, and his gray hair was spreading down like an artist to his shoulders. I don’t know if the blue clothes were the same as the Republic of China. In short, after leaving this small temple and this small village, Ding Ning only saw this style in TV series.

There was a dazzling golden color in front of the old man. It was Guan Gong's one-meter-high golden statue, the only thing that was well preserved in the entire small temple.

Because of the years of wiping, Guandi's golden body shines, but it does not appear to be ruined because of the passage of time.

The old man held three incense sticks and muttered for a long time, then bowed three times before he solemnly inserted the incense candle into the incense burner in front of Emperor Guandi.

Ding Ning kept holding his breath and was about to speak until his master finished burning incense.

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't look back and said in a loud voice: "You are still intent. I know that you are going to worship Mr. Guan Er, come on and burn incense first."

Ding Ning knew the old guy's temper, and without saying a word, he came over and picked up three incense sticks, and then lit them for a few prayers, and inserted them into the incense burner in a regular manner.

The old man turned around and his bronze skin, his eyebrows and beard were all gray. If his clothes were more torn, he would be like Hong Qigong in the The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The old man's surname is Situ, with a single word Huang, and he has no children and treats Ding Ning as his biological son.

He was with Situ Huang since childhood. Ding Ning knew his temper well. After taking the incense, Ding Ning fell on his wooden bed and made a "boom". The wooden bed seemed to be crushed by his weight of more than 200 kilograms at any time.

Throwing his thighs onto the bed, Ding Ning said lazily: "Master, I don't want to go to school anymore."

The old man's eyebrows seemed to be performing, and he picked up "pa!"

"What? What did you bastard say?"

Ding Ning was not afraid. He knew that the old man was a reasoned person. As long as you could convince him and make him think that what you said was reasonable, it would be fine even if you poked a hole in the sky.

"Master, we two haven't had a heart-to-heart talk for a long time. Today is just right. Let me tell you why you don't want to go to school."

This trick worked really well. The old man wanted to maintain a fair image in front of him since he was a child. Since he taught Ding Ning to reason with everything, he has become a little bit trapped.

Every time Ding Ning did something, he would come up with some reason to bargain with him. Except for some and special things that had no discussion, the other issues were communicated in this way, which led to the thugs that Ding Ning was afraid of when he was a child, no longer had any use of the use of his skills.

Moreover, the old man thinks he is not very knowledgeable, and he has learned several baskets of articles from a saint. You, Ding Ning, have only been studying for a few years, and you can still convince me!

Seeing that the master was indeed sitting down, Ding Ning looked sincere and said to the old man: "Master, this reason is simple and simple. Why do you think I went to school for?"

"No, of course, it's for the sake of promising. Your mother hopes that you will promising. You are in poor health and cannot practice martial arts, so you can only follow the path of learning."

"Then the master thinks, how can we be considered promising?"

"Well, one is to pass the exam and become an official. But I think you are lazy and have no chance to become an official."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master said it right. I don't think I have learned a lot, but I still don't understand it thoroughly. I really had the idea of ​​becoming an official at the beginning. After Master said this, I felt that I was really not that material."

Ding Ning hurriedly followed the old man's words, "Old and small children, sometimes the old man had to follow him, so that it would be easier to talk about it later."

"That's natural. You've only eaten salt for a few years!" Sure enough, the old man's annoyed expression slightly reduced. He stroked his white beard with his hands. This was his habitual movement. Whenever he was a little proud, he would unconsciously bring it out. Ding Ning had discovered it for a long time these years, but he didn't tell him.

"As two, I just make money. Although my master doesn't leave here on weekdays, he doesn't know anything about the outside world. The days without money are too sad. Take me as an example. If there is no incense in Guandi Temple on weekdays, I have to go out to hunt by myself if I eat meat. And if you make money, you may be able to cure your disease."

"right!"

Ding Ning clapped his hands: "Yes, it's just making money! Master, you know that our family is short of money now. I don't have any tuition fees in high school. Anyway, I have to find a job to make money after graduation. It's better to go out and find something to work now..."

Unexpectedly, before Ding Ning finished speaking, the old man suddenly sneered: "Showing off, don't you want to tell me that every road can walk to that place with mules and horses, tell you that if you don't know, you will never be able to walk on any road!"

Ding Ning was stunned for a moment. The old man accepted fresh nouns slowly. He understood the meaning of the saying "Mule and Horse". He didn't expect that the old man was so stubborn. It seemed that things today would not be too smooth.

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Chapter completed!