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Chapter 6: Old Man Yan

The old man, whose surname is Yan, has lived in this area for many years. He is friendly, but has no children under his knee. He is alone and widowed. So when the neighbors meet him, they will call him "Old Man Yan".

Mr. Yan seems to have lived here before Kequ was listed as an economic law development zone. In addition to his age, he can be called senior in this area.

So in the past few years, there were some conflicts between the wife and daughter-in-law in the neighborhood, or between two or three families.

People will always come to find this old man Yan who never takes sides with anyone to judge and judge. He will talk about his trivial matters and let old man Yan judge who is wrong.

But old man Yan always listens to them patiently, and then uses the words of high EQ that make both sides feel very comfortable to solve the contradiction.

A family or several families will be willing to shake hands and make peace under the witness of Mr. Yan.

With such skills, Old Yan's reputation naturally spread slowly in this area.

Therefore, in the memory of Lin Jie, the sentence following the three words of Yan Laotou is often: "Come and judge for us..."

So in Qiaotang Bay, Old Man Yan and the slang "old aunt" in Shaocheng have the same meaning.

However, with the neighborhood relationship gradually becoming indifferent in recent years, I don't know why. Is the pace of life becoming too fast? Or did all the old people who had a good relationship die?

The leading intermediary seems to have suddenly become alienated. In the face of conflicts, it has also become more adept at solving problems through the Internet and law.

Or with silence and patience.

Lin Jie found that he had not heard that sentence for a long time:

"Old man Yan, come and judge us..."

With people in Qiaotang Bay, I haven't seen Old Yan for years.

Most people even thought that the lonely old man with gray hair had quietly returned to the dust somewhere.

But now it seems that they still live well.

Lin Jie smiled at Cici and looked at his old man Yan. He also smiled back, then turned around and stepped up and continued to run.

He is not familiar with Old Yan. He can only say that he has met several times before and hasn't even said a word.

Not to mention the huge age difference between them, it is estimated that they will be able to cram in several forest festivals, so there is really nothing to say.

You can't speak loudly and say, "Hey, are you eating yet?"

This is not bad, but it is not applicable here.

This is the south where communication is more subtle. "Smile" has been given a lot of beautiful and friendly words.

When you meet someone, just smile. Why say more?

Just now, I watched Old Yan perform Taijiquan, and the simple rest did not reduce the weakness between Lin Jie's legs by half. Every step, Lin Jie seemed to be stepping on cotton, and it took a lot of effort to control it so that he could not fall down.

This body is empty, it's almost unheard of!

I really doubt whether this body can really run back and forth?

Lin Jie commented rationally, and immediately he sank down and tried to control his breathing rhythm and pace frequency.

Continue to run in the morning under the warm lake wind of Qiaotang Bay.

...

Three hundred meters.

Four hundred meters.

...

Seven hundred meters.

By the time he reached 700 meters, Lin Jie felt his legs were exhausted, and the feeling that his feet would become soft became stronger.

Every breath of air, from the nose to the trachea to his lungs, was burning and painful, as if a piece of red hot charcoal had been swallowed into his lungs.

But he can still persist.

Lin Jie clenched his teeth and made his cheeks bulge.

Keep running!

...

Nine hundred five.

Nine hundred seven.

Nine hundred and nine.

One thousand meters!

Lin Jie dared to swear that in his previous life, he never felt that jogging for one kilometer was such a difficult thing.

Now Lin Jie can't help but gasp with his mouth. His trachea and hot lungs hurt so much that he lost consciousness and became numb.

The whole man also leaned forward to the extreme. He could not find any strength in his body. His legs were more like cotton as heavy as lead.

It is too heavy to lift up, and too soft to fall down.

He has reached the limit of his new body

Just a thousand meters, the limit is reached

.....

Although his body was very tired at this moment, Lin Jie's mind was more agile than ever before.

Combined with this body, his brain circuit suddenly drifted to the horizon, thinking of the future when he married and asked for a wife.

That is the picture of the future:

He was so weak that he cried "I can't... I can't..." on the 10-meter bed day and night, while his wife's sigh came almost every night.

!!!

So we can't do this!

How can a man say he can't!

At the thought of this, Lin Jie's empty body seemed to be full of strength again. Even for the happiness after marriage, he had to change this empty body to the extreme!

So he took the first step, followed by the second and third steps.

With such energy, Lin Jie ran away again Ten meters!!

o_ o

The reality is so cruel,

When a person is empty to the extreme, even the effect of chicken blood will be greatly reduced

Soon, Lin Jie could no longer carry the body, and nearly fell to the ground.

Lin Jie finally stopped, bent over and gasped for breath. The excessive pressure on his body even made him retch several times as soon as he stopped.

Fortunately, he didn't eat breakfast, and now all he vomited was sour water.

A brief rest.

Lin Jie forced himself to step up his sore legs again, but this time he didn't run, but walked.

But under the pressure of him just now, it is so difficult to walk so simply for the current forest festival. Every step, the sour feeling between the muscles will hit his spirit cap.

Let Lin Jie take a breath of cold air.

But he must do so.

Although Lin Jie was not a sportsman in his previous life, he still knows a little about human physiology. His running to the extreme is actually an anaerobic exercise.

At that time, a large amount of lactic acid will be formed in the leg muscles of Lin Jie. If you don't do some aerobic exercise at this time, try to decompose as much lactic acid as possible.

Then I'm afraid as soon as I wake up tomorrow, Lin Jie's legs will be too painful to get out of bed.

So after running, even if you are tired, don't just sit on the ground and take a rest. It's good for your body to recover.

After walking about 300 meters, the sore feeling between the legs of the Shilin Festival should have been relieved a lot before the release, but now the body is not. Although it has been relieved a little, the range is very small, even hard to detect.

That is to say, this body is not only weak, but also weak!

There is a long way to go——

Lin Jie sighed in his heart that he wanted to train this body with such a low starting point, even if it was just the level of ordinary healthy high school students.

But from this run alone, Lin Jie can already foresee how much effort he will have to make

...

When the forest festival returns to the water temple.

The old man Yan under the gingko tree has disappeared. On the brick and stone square in front of the old water temple, there is only the huge gingko tree, which is blowing with the breeze and constantly makes a rustle sound.

... It seems that the white crane is spreading its wings and singing beautiful music with the wind and leaves as the piano.

Thinking of this, Lin Jie withdrew his eyes, smiled and shook his head, and walked towards home.

I'm really in a daze. There's no white crane.

"But this old man Yan is really good at Taijiquan. Why haven't he heard of it before..."

Lin Jie whispered.