After Yang Zhuo and Yang Guoqiang left, the rest of the neighbors talked about Yang Zhuo.
An old man with his hands in his sleeves said,"Yang Zhuo is very strong and tall now. Even two or three people of the same age can't beat him.”
"That's for sure. I heard from Guo Qiang that this child is now training on the national team every day. He's much stronger than the average person.”
"If he's on the national team, then he's not just anyone. I heard that he's the only one in our city.”
"Tomorrow, we might be able to see him compete on TV.”
"Yang Zhuo is not only on the national team, but he is also studying at Beijing University.”
"Guoqiang and Yumin have finally made it through. They don't have to worry about Yang Zhuo's marriage anymore.”
Everyone chimed in with envy.
Indeed.
It was already very impressive for a village to have someone like Yang Zhuo.
It would become a topic of conversation after dinner.
......
At home.
Zhang Yumin was overjoyed to see her son back.
"Did you eat anything on the way? Are you hungry?"
"I'm a little hungry," Yang Zhuo patted his belly.”
"I'll heat up the meat for you."
Hearing that, Yang Zhuo said," Mom, I don't want fat pork. It's high in fat. I can't eat it."”
"I know."
Many people on the Internet said that athletes couldn't eat pork.
Actually, it wasn't that they couldn't eat it.
The main reason was that some pork contained clenbutoxin. After eating it, the urine test might be positive, which was similar to stimulants.
This was the fundamental reason why they couldn't eat it.
Secondly, it was because the protein content was low and the fat content was high.
Yang Zhuo's family raised pigs, which ate wheat bran, cornmeal, and weeds, so they didn't have that problem.
Eating some lean meat occasionally wouldn't affect him.
Zhang Yumin happily went to the kitchen while Yang Zhuo put the things back in the east room.
The bed was new, and the blanket was just dried yesterday.
There was no smell of mold in the room.
The ceiling was also made of fertilizer bags that were pieced together.
In this way, the rats would not fall down when they moved on the beams.
After putting his backpack and suitcase in, Yang Zhuo went to the bathroom.
Then, he went to the main room and sat down at the table to talk to Yang Guoqiang.
Seeing him take out a cigarette from the box and light it up, Yang Zhuo advised,"Dad, smoke less. It's not good.”
"Your mother always said that I don't smoke much anymore.”
Yang Guoqiang smiled awkwardly and put the cigarette away.
"I'll get you some good tea leaves in the future. Drinking tea is better than smoking.”
"Dad, you're not working at the construction site anymore, are you?" Yang Zhuo asked.”
"No, I just fed a few pigs in the east courtyard, and some chickens, ducks, and geese.”
The east courtyard was also a piece of land belonging to his family. He had built a wall, a pigsty, and two houses.
Raising livestock over there.
"That's good. Don't go to the construction site. Our family doesn't lack money.”
"Yeah, how are you doing on the national team?"
Although Yang Zhuo hadn't been home for the past few months, he would call home every month.
Of course, the good news and not the bad news were all pleasant to hear.
"It's great. We don't have to spend money on food and accommodation. There's also heating in the house, so we won't freeze.”
"That's good. Your mother has been nagging these past few days. She said that it's cold in Beijing and that she's afraid that you'll catch a cold.”
Her mother was worried. She knew that Yang Zhuo was on the national team and his family was better off than hers.
However, he couldn't help but worry since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
"You don't have to worry about me at home. There is a logistics team on the national team responsible for my matters.”
"You're also a professional when it comes to eating?"
Yang Guoqiang was curious.
"The food that athletes eat is different from what ordinary people eat. It has to be healthy, nutritious, and low in fat. Meat like pork is not allowed to be eaten there.”
"Then just now, you…"
"We raise our own pigs. We don't feed them, so it's fine to eat some lean meat.”
Yang Guoqiang nodded and asked,""What are your plans for the new year? When are you going back to Beijing?"
"I have to go back on the fifth day of the lunar new year and then go abroad for the competition in June.”
"Yes."
Yang Guoqiang, as a farmer who had never even taken a plane before, was very proud when he heard that his son was going abroad to participate in the competition.
The father and son chatted for a while before Zhang Yumin walked over with a bowl of meat.
There was pork and chicken. They were all lean meat that was picked out bit by bit.
He put down the basin and poured a bowl of hot water.
Yang Zhuo was really hungry. He picked up the bowl and started eating.
The meat cooked at home tasted much better than the nutritious meals at the farm management center.
In a short while, he finished half a basin.
He drank half a bowl of hot water.
Only then did he not feel hungry.
"Zhuo, are you going to visit your relatives after the New Year?" Zhang Yumin asked.”
"Other than my grandma's house, I won't go anywhere else. I still have to train.”
"Yes."
Zhang Yumin smiled.
Grandma Yang Zhuo always talked about her grandson, so she wanted her son to go there.
......
At night.
The sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time in the village.
There were also the barking of dogs and the sounds of children playing.
It was quite lively.
In this era, there were very few television programs, and there were no computers or cell phones.
At night, the neighbors would gather and chat.
The children were also running around.
Even if there were no streetlights, no one was afraid.
Yang Zhuo didn't go out, but stood under the locust tree at home in a daze.
Actually…
He still hadn't recovered from the morning test.
It had been close to three months, but he had only improved by 0.06 seconds. The huge difference compared to before made him feel afraid.
He was always thinking about what he would do if his strength stagnated like this.
Wouldn't all the heroic words that he had said in his heart in the past become empty?
He could not accept it.
"Xiao Zhuo!"
The voice behind him startled Yang Zhuo.
It was Yang Guoqiang.
"What are you thinking about?"
Facing his father, Yang Zhuo didn't hide anything and told him everything.
There was a long silence.
Yang Guoqiang lit a cigarette and took a deep breath."Cough cough."
"Zhuo, are you worried about your future livelihood?" he asked after coughing twice.”
"I'm not worried."
Yang Zhuo was sure.
He knew too many ways to earn money. It was not difficult to earn hundreds of millions.
"With your current results, you should be at the top in the country, right?”
"No one in the country is stronger than me.”
Yang Zhuo answered confidently.
Even Haijian Chen, the best sprinter in the country, could only run in 10.25 seconds.
His score today was 10.16 seconds.
They were leading by nearly 0.1 seconds.
This was a huge gap in the 100m sprint.
"Since you don't have to worry about your livelihood and your results are the best in the country, you're already in an invincible position.”
"Don't think about limits. Aren't limits meant to be broken?" Isn't it used for challenges?"
"Isn't the limit meant to be broken? Wasn't the limit meant to be challenged?”
Yang Zhuo repeated in his mind.
Yes, it was.
It was meant to be broken.
It was used to challenge.
If he could easily stand on the highest podium of the Olympic Games, what meaning would there be?
Yang Zhuo took a deep breath. He had been too impetuous these days and thought too much.
So what if he was at his limit? Once he reached his limit, he just had to work hard to break through it.
He did not believe that he would not be able to stand on the highest podium of the Olympic men's 100m sprint.
"Dad! I'm going back to sleep. I'll get up early for training tomorrow!”
Yang Guoqiang looked at his son who had reignited his fighting spirit and said with relief,"Go!"
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