Elixir Supplier

Chapter 133

"If you feel better, maybe you should sleep earlier," Master Xu said to his wife.

"Yes, I hope I can sleep well."

Since Master Xu's wife started having headaches, her sleep quality had been affected, and she would sometimes wake from her dreams. Her head would ache the most during those times, as painful as piercing pins.

When we get the chance, we need to thank Dr. Wang properly, Master Xu thought.

…

The night was dark, and the stars were high up in the sky.

In the solitude of Nanshan hill, the cottage was lit and a soft voice reciting scriptures rang out along with the hill breeze. The voice seemed to be able to travel a very long distance.

Up until around 10 pm, the light in the cottage finally went out.

The next day, Zhou Xiong brought his son up to Nanshan hill. When he went up the hill, Wang Yao had just come down from the hill peak after his breathing exercises.

This time, Zhou Xiong started sparring with Wang Yao. By right, the speed should have been extremely fast. However, when he saw the way Wang Yao sparred, he had an idea of Wang Yao's competence level. Tai Chi focused on substance over form. While he was explaining to Wang Yao the Tai Chi hand pushing positions, with a complementary fist posture, he could feel an extraordinary power flowing to his arm.

What strength! If not for Zhou Xiong's years of martial arts experience, robust footwork and his knowledge of diverging the force away, he might not be able to defend against Wang Yao's move.

"Slow down, there's no hurry."

Hand pushing was an exercise and a way of transmitting information and giving feedback. During this process, Zhou Xiong used a somewhat close-to-an-actual-sparring method to explain to Wang Yao about the art of Tai Chi defense and attack.

Zhou Wukang and San Xian looked on with relish.

Zhou Xiong was detailed in his teachings, and Wang Yao listened seriously. Time flew by, and it was noontime. This time, Zhou Xiong and his son did not stay to have lunch and went back to Lianshan County.

When Wang Yao returned home, his third uncle was there too. He was laughing with his father and looked to be in a good mood.

"Third Uncle."

"Yao is back," Wang Fenglei smiled and said. "Aren't you bored always being on the hill?"

"It's alright, I am already used to it."

While they were chatting, Wang Yao's mother had already prepared a few dishes, and he helped to set the table.

While they were eating, as Wang Yao's third uncle was in a cheery mood, he spoke a lot and drank two glasses of liquor. He also spoke of his work at Jiahui company.

At first, when he heard Wang Yao's father tell him of a job that he should try, he did not think much of it. However, when he heard the name of the company, he thought differently. The company was one of the top companies in Lianshan County and was also very well known in Haiqu City. When he met with Jiahui company's Human Resources, the person personally received him and was very warm towards him. He was greatly surprised. Subsequently, a job was arranged for him, and it was a good one—in logistics. The work was not tough, and he had days off every week. His salary was over 4,000 yuan, and that was considered to be higher than average in Lianshan County. He was surprised that his brother had such connections to land him this job. Upon reflection, he realized that this had something to do with his nephew. Therefore, he had come to Wang Yao's house.