Meng Lin was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly supported the old man, "Fourth Grandpa, what happened to you?"

Fourth Master Chen took a breath and smiled bitterly, "It's nothing. When I was fetching water by the river, I accidentally heard a group of men in black saying that something was dragged up from the bottom of the river, which was bad luck or something. I didn't want to get involved, so I was ready to come back quickly, but they found me and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was like this."

"These bastards beat Fourth Grandpa so hard. When I have the ability, I will definitely teach them a lesson!" The handsome young man clenched his fists, indignant.

"Forget it. Grandpa has practiced the long fist passed down from his family since he was a child, and his physical foundation is good. Anyway, he won't die now, and he will probably recover after a few days of rest." Fourth Master Chen looked at Meng Lin with soft eyes.

That's what he said, but after half a month, Meng Lin saw that Fourth Master Chen's body was getting older day by day.

That day, in the small courtyard near the river.

Fourth Master Chen taught Meng Lin a set of family boxing, which has no special name, just called Chen Chang Long Fist.

Meng Lin followed Chen Siye to practice several times, and he got the hang of it quickly, and he was able to fight like a real person.

Seeing Meng Lin sweating profusely and practicing hard, Chen Siye was very pleased.

He was alone in his old age, and after spending more than half a month together, he knew that the young man was kind-hearted, so he unconsciously treated Meng Lin as his own grandson.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!" Meng Lin's fists came and went, and he kept swinging his arms. Chen Siye was beside him and giving instructions and corrections from time to time.

In this way, about a meal's time passed.

Meng Lin had practiced the entire set of Chen Chang Long Quan to perfection.

After sixteen moves, he was full of vigor, as if he had already worked hard for several years and practiced day and night.

While practicing boxing, Meng Lin observed the old man who was giving him instructions seriously. The north wind blew through Chen Siye's gray hair, making him look more weathered, as if he had not had a few years of happy days.

So, Meng Lin raised the corners of his mouth, deliberately raised his head, and teased Chen Siye: "Fourth Grandpa, it seems that I, Master Meng, am the legendary martial arts genius, a million times stronger than you when you were a child, right?"

"Hahaha, you little smart guy, why are you so proud! How can you be so proud? Back then, I learned boxing at the age of eight, and my father taught me twice before I became proficient. Master Meng, I taught you more than ten times just now, right? Haha, cough cough cough!"

Chen Siye laughed happily at Meng Lin's teasing, and a gust of north wind happened to blow, and he inhaled it into his lungs.

He felt a chill, coughed violently, and a streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again.

Meng Lin was shocked, and quickly retracted his fist and ran towards Chen Siye.

I thought that after more than half a month, Chen Siye's hidden injury had already improved.

It was just that he was not energetic after the injury, so he looked old.

Before Meng Lin came to help him rub his back, Fourth Master Chen waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal, just practice your boxing well."

After thinking for a while, his face became increasingly worried: "If you learn boxing well, you can cope with living alone outside."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Meng Lin would worry, he smiled and said, "Winter will pass, and spring will come in more than a month. When spring comes, you can go and find your family."

Meng Lin sighed and thought, "Fourth Grandpa is afraid that he is injured and can't take care of me. Maybe he is more worried that his injury will get worse and hinder me from finding my life experience and my family, alas."

However, Fourth Master Chen may not have thought that on the day Meng Lin floated from the Yudai River, there was no one on the street or by the river.

Only the kind-hearted Fourth Master Chen saved him, and Meng Lin inexplicably lost his memory. The black-sailed boat he was riding also floated away long ago.

It can be said that there is no clue to find his family now.

"If Chen Siye hadn't been cooking porridge for me that day, he wouldn't have had to rush to the river to fetch water, and maybe he wouldn't have been injured by the group of men in black." Meng Lin thought of the scene that day and blamed himself.

He secretly decided that no matter what, he would take care of Chen Siye's injuries first, and then consider looking for his family.

Time flies, winter goes and spring comes, grass grows and warblers fly.

The weeping willows by the river in Qingluo Town have also sprouted green branches one after another. When the east wind blows, the slender willow branches move with the wind, which is pleasing to the eye and very beautiful.

As the weather gets warmer, Chen Siye begins to urge Meng Lin to leave Qingluo Town and find his family.

Meng Lin looks at Chen Siye, who is getting older and older, and shakes his head every time, laughing that he hasn't practiced Changquan to perfection yet and can't leave.

After practicing boxing every day, Meng Lin quietly goes to the Du Family Medicine Store on the street, which has a very good business and a gourd hanging at the door, to help do some odd jobs.

The owner of the drugstore, Du, was particularly fond of this clear-eyed, diligent and sensible boy. He not only paid him the full amount of wages every day, but also taught Meng Lin to read and recognize characters in his spare time.

Of course, the books he read were medical books, and the characters he recognized were mostly "ginseng

, astragalus, white atractylodes, poria, licorice, angelica" and the like.

There was also the soup recipe song that Meng Lin liked the most, which was catchy and pleasant to the ear when he was young.

Like "In Mahuang Decoction, cinnamon twigs, apricot kernels and licorice are used in four ways; fever, aversion to cold, headache and neck pain, wheezing and no sweating are suitable for taking", "Huagai, hemp, apricot, perilla seeds, poria, chencao and mulberry bark; wind and cold bind the lungs and phlegm is not comfortable, so it is urgent to boil and take without hesitation", and so on.

For a long time, Meng Lin stood at the door of the Du family's drugstore, shaking his head and reciting the soup recipe song.

It was like an advertising sign for the drugstore, and people often stood around Meng Lin and listened to him recite aloud.

One day, a passing Taoist priest in a gray shirt stroked his beard and listened to the story with a smile for a whole cup of tea.

That day, Meng Lin, as usual, finished his odd jobs, took the wages issued by the shopkeeper, and went home from the Du family's medicine shop.

As he walked, he calculated the amount of money he had saved.

After a short while, he calculated that the amount of money needed to get medicine for Chen Siye and hire a doctor was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

When passing by the tavern at the end of the street, Meng Lin looked at it twice more and found a wine flag hanging at the door of the tavern.

He could recognize all the words on it. A line of big words on the wine flag read: "Green flag sells wine while the pear blossoms are blooming."

Although Meng Lin can't drink, he still feels salivating when reading the words on the wine flag: "It seems that there is a reason why Fourth Grandpa loves to drink."

Meng Lin's heart moved, and he walked sideways into the tavern, ready to prepare wine and honor Chen Siye.

Before I even got to the counter, I could smell the aroma of wine wafting from the counter.

Meng Lin sniffed and praised secretly: "The reputation of pear blossom wine is well-deserved!"

There were not many people in the tavern, only two or three people, drinking and talking in low voices.

"Have you heard? It is said that there is a treasure near our Yudai River..."

"I heard it. Did you notice that a mysterious old Taoist priest came to the town recently? Someone saw him holding a compass by the river when the moon was halfway up, mumbling and turning around, as if he was looking for something..."

"I know this. I also heard from the boatman by the river that one night he saw the old Taoist priest flying over the boat like a big bird, and with a whoosh, he flew directly from the left bank of the river to the right bank of the river!"