Chapter 358: On the Way Back to the Village to Visit the Village Head

Lin Meng, while on the film crew, watched the actors shoot scenes and followed Cheng Feng to learn martial arts; her days were quite fulfilling.

After three days of study, she had learned all the basic martial arts forms.

According to Cheng Feng, strikes have no fixed patterns; one only needs to remember the three words fast, fierce, and accurate.

The simpler the technique, the better; flashy moves often fail at critical moments, looking good but useless.

It's like playing a game: the fancier and more impressive the move looks, the longer its wind‑up, so even if it's powerful, it must still hit the target.

Simple, straightforward fist and foot techniques land punches in a split second; if you still try to strike a pose before attacking, all you'll get is a beating.

Three days later, Lin Meng prepared to leave.

reckoning the time, it was also about time to head back.

All variations of martial arts techniques share the same essence; as for knife and sword skills, it's best to wait until you have free time to practice with Cheng Feng later.

Upon learning that Lin Meng was leaving, Cheng Feng felt somewhat reluctant.

After these days of teaching, he clearly sensed that Lin Meng was a martial arts prodigy; many moves she grasped with just a slight hint.

More importantly, martial arts fundamentally emphasize basic training; many beginners start by practicing horse stances.

But Cheng Feng discovered that Lin Meng's foundation was very solid, completely unlike that of a novice.

At parting, Cheng Feng couldn't help but say:

"Miss Lin, you are far stronger than Fifth Lord Qin; his understanding relies only on sheer enthusiasm, and compared to yours it's really worlds apart. If every student had your aptitude, that would be perfect."

Lin Meng, hearing this, couldn't help but laugh and say:

"So you're saying my uncle's talent is mediocre? How's his fist and foot skill—can he beat me?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng immediately rolled his eyes and said:

"He's been training with me for over a year; honestly, if he really fought you, he probably couldn't even reach the hem of your clothes."

Lin Meng, hearing this, burst out laughing.

I never expected my uncle to be so inept; I had thought he was at least a competent fighter, but turns out he's just an enthusiast—no wonder he got his leg hurt in a brawl…

Cheng Feng, thinking back on these days of contact, couldn't help but feel curious.

Judging by her techniques, Lin Meng is undoubtedly a beginner, yet her strength and speed are top‑notch—even he can't match them.

When sparring with Lin Meng's fists and feet, Cheng Feng several times nearly got knocked back by her power; he gritted his teeth and held on, otherwise he'd surely have been embarrassed.

Moreover, Lin Meng's speed is astonishingly fast; not only is her technique clean and crisp, her speed is especially swift.

Cheng Feng felt this was an innate talent that even veteran martial artists with decades of experience would envy.

After bidding farewell to Cheng Feng, Lin Meng first returned to Lin Jia Cun to visit the Village Head.

After all, the grandfather and grandson got their jobs through her connections, so she ought to go see how they're doing.

Lin Meng stopped at the entrance of Lin Jia Cun, looking at the construction progress ahead and couldn't help but gasp.

This place, every time she comes back, shows a new look; the changes are enormous.

In some of the quickly built areas, the spherical covers of the planting fields are already visible—tall and large, even giving a slight technological feel.

Lin Meng hadn't notified the Village Head or Zhang Yufan of her arrival, and Cai Gong wasn't there either; when the two suddenly saw Lin Meng appear, they were both delighted.

"Little Lin has arrived!"

"Lin Meng, when did you get here? Why didn't you let me know so I could go pick you up?"

Lin Meng waved at them; both were wearing straw hats, helping to sort the grass seedlings on the ground.

"I just happened to pass by and came to see you—what are you doing this work for?"

Sorting grass seedlings for landscaping naturally has a contractor in charge; the Village Head is old and finds bending difficult, and Zhang Yufan doing this is somewhat beneath his skills—didn't Cai Gong properly arrange for them after she left?

Zhang Yufan took off his straw hat to fan himself, was about to speak, when the Village Head pulled him back.

The Village Head smiled and said to Lin Meng:

"Come, let's sit in our place."

Upon arriving at the temporary rest shed of the grandfather and grandson, Zhang Yufan immediately poured Lin Meng a cup of water.

The Village Head then said:

"We're a bit bored, so we thought helping out with some work would be good, and went to sort those seedlings."

Lin Meng frowned, feeling a mix of indignation and guilt.

But just then, the Village Head saw Lin Meng's thoughts and quickly laughed while explaining:

"Miss Lin, you've misunderstood; we're actually doing fine here. You don't know that after you left, Boss Cai personally took us grandfather and grandson around each department, but you also know I don't understand those things, and Xiao Fan's specialty has nothing to do with civil engineering or the like."

"As for saying the village's geological conditions—where there are cable trenches and such—others already have the plans, so we really have no use for them."

Hearing this, Lin Meng silently sighed; it was her lack of foresight that had forced them into this situation.

She kept thinking the Village Head, having lived seventy years in the village, might be useful, but who knew engineering construction simply isn't like that.

"So what happened after? Did Cai Gong not look after you anymore?"

The Village Head, hearing this, repeatedly shook his head.

"Boss Cai is genuinely good; he doesn't make us do anything, just lets us help watch over the site materials, acting as a little supervisor."

"Later, he contacted the person in charge of the future Medicinal Materials Base; they sent someone down to inspect us two, and decided to hire us to help manage the medicinal garden at the base."

"Look, they even brought us textbooks, saying we should study in advance, and a month later they'll arrange specialized technical guidance for us to study at school."

Having said that, Zhang Yufan immediately handed Lin Meng several professional books and said:

"Lin Meng, the fact that my grandfather and I have this good job is entirely thanks to you; rest assured, I'll study hard and won't let you down."

The Village Head also felt a wave of emotion.

"I never imagined that at my age, with these old bones, I could return to school to learn new knowledge—how wonderful, how wonderful, Lin girl, this old man also wants to thank you."

The grandfather and grandson felt grateful to Lin Meng from the bottom of their hearts.

This medicinal garden will become a key national base in the future; everyone who works here must undergo strict screening.

And they were completely non-professionals, yet they managed to get job opportunities in advance; to outsiders, it really seemed like they had gone through the back door.

Lin Meng also didn't expect it; things turned out like this; it seems she had misunderstood Cai Gong.

They saw that the matter at the construction site didn't need the two Village Heads, so they proactively told Yang Chairman.

Yang Chairman also sincerely kept this matter in mind, and proactively arranged for them to continue working at the medicinal garden in the future.

Lin Meng remembered this kindness.

She thought for a moment and said:

"Don't thank me; it's also because you two are down-to-earth and practical that they are willing to keep you on. Study well for the pre-job training afterward. Although it's a mid-career switch, the old Village Head, re-employed in his later years, can learn as much as he can; but Zhang Yufan, you're still young, so it's not too late to learn something now."