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Chapter 373

Words:2023Update:22/06/26 04:58:17

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Yang Chonggui led Xi Xi through the middle of the Martial Arts Practice Field. Xi Xi followed her grandfather with small steps. She nervously looked at the people holding spears and swinging axes.

After several conversations about Xi Xi's identity, Yang Chonggui took Xi Xi to an empty place.

"Yang Xi, grandpa will play a trick for you, okay?" Yang Chonggui's dignified appearance was swept away. With a smile, he kindly said to Xi Xi.

"Okay!" Xi Xi happily clapped her hands. Her reputation as the king of support was not undeserved.

Yang Chonggui nodded with satisfaction. He pointed to the big stone weight on the ground that seemed to weigh sixty to seventy pounds and said, "First of all, Xi Xi, you take this stone weight and see if you can lift it."

Xi Xi curiously looked at it. She really did as her grandfather taught her. She grabbed the handle of the stone weight and wanted to lift it up, but how was that possible?

"Eh …" The little girl used all her strength, but the big stone still did not move.

"You can't catch it, right?" Yang Chonggui said to his granddaughter with a smile.

"This is a big stone. It's so heavy!" The little girl pouted and shook her head at her grandfather. Not being able to lift it, Xi Xi was a little unhappy.

"Grandpa can catch it, do you believe me?" Yang Chonggui patted his chest and asked.

However, Xi Xi did not shake her head. Instead, she nodded seriously.

"Do you really believe it?" The little girl did not play by the rules. Yang Chonggui's prepared words were choked in his throat. It was very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa is very powerful!" Xi Xi was still as supportive as always. She added, "My PaPa is also super powerful!"

Forget it, let's just use our real skills!

Yang Chonggui asked Xi Xi to stand aside. He walked to the stone weight and bent down to grab the handle of the stone weight with his right hand.

"Ha!" With a steady exhalation, Yang Chonggui lifted the sixty to seventy pounds stone weight with one hand.

"Wow!" Xi Xi seemed to have forgotten what she had just said. She cried out in surprise and stared at him closely.

His granddaughter's voice made Yang Chonggui feel as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and his mood became agitated.

"Rise!" He roared again, raising the stone lock high above his head.

Actually, Yang Chonggui didn't shout because the stone dumbbell was too heavy. Yang Chonggui did it on purpose. He probably put on a posture that made it look like it was very difficult for him to lift it up, but in the end, he still lifted it up.

The effect was also very obvious. Xi Xi stared straight at it. The little girl clasped her hands in front of her and looked at her grandfather nervously, afraid that the stone lock would fall down.

Following that, Yang Chonggui really gave it his all. He played with the stone lock until it looked like a flower.

Lifting and chopping were all child's play. Single Flower, Flipping Flower, Floating Flower, Side Arm, Side Horse, and so on. A series of moves, a heavy stone lock flew up and down. It was as heavy as Mount Tai and as light as a butterfly. It was dazzling!

Xi Xi watched until she forgot to cheer.

Finally, Yang Chonggui came up with a difficult lock on the elbow. He threw the stone lock up and then caught it with his elbow. This move was very thrilling. There was a sense of danger that the stone lock would smash this white-haired old man into meat paste!

Xi Xi watched in fear and surprise. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her grandfather catch the stone lock.

However, the cheers of the surrounding villagers entered Xi Xi's ears, and the little girl became happy again.

"Uncle Gui is still old but vigorous! You little rascals who play all day long, why don't you hurry up and learn from Uncle Gui! "The middle-aged man from before said with a smile.

Xi Xi roughly understood his slightly accented Mandarin and couldn't help but puff out her small chest.

"How is it? Grandpa's stone lock, is it good? "Yang Chonggui put down the stone lock, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked with a smile. After all, he was almost 70 years old. Although his body was still very strong, it was not as strong as it used to be.

"It's good!" Xi Xi jumped on the ground and said happily, "Grandpa is super awesome!"

Yang Chonggui finally saw the admiration he wanted to see in his granddaughter's eyes. He was gratified and smiled while stroking his beard.



Dinner was still prepared by Yang Yi and Murphy. Murphy could help with one more thing — watching the fire!

Originally, Yang Yi didn't want Murphy to do this. Sitting in front of the stove, the smoke and the fire burned. However, Murphy learned how to stuff firewood and how to unblock the vent to make the fire burn brighter. She liked this job and insisted on watching the fire for Yang Yi.

Yang Yi put the plucked and gutted chicken into the pot to cook. Then, he looked at Murphy, who was staring at the firewood, and said, "You worked in the kitchen with Mom at noon. Later, do you know what Mom said about you?"

"What did she say? Did Mom tell you? "Murphy was nervous. She stood up hurriedly and looked at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi deliberately said expressionlessly, "She didn't tell me. Yang Huan helped you sound her out and then told me."

"What did she say? Did she say that I'm stupid and can't do anything? "Murphy looked at Yang Yi's face and asked sadly.

"Of course not. Mom praised you. She said that you're hardworking and a good woman!" Yang Yi suddenly laughed. He rubbed Murphy's head with his palm. His fingers were not clean.

"Ah?" Murphy couldn't believe it. She asked stupidly, "Really? Mom didn't see that I can't cook? "

"She saw it. How could you not see it with your mediocre cooking skills? But my mom didn't care about it. She saw how hardworking you were, so she gave you a passing grade. "Yang Yi drew a line in front of his chest.

"You're lying! It's not a passing grade!" Murphy became smarter this time. She hammered Yang Yi's arm in embarrassment and said, "You just said that mom praised me!"

"I am a good woman who lives a good life!" Mo Fei repeated this comment with a joyful smile on her face.

"I've always felt that you're good at living! That's why I like you so much! "Yang Yi pretended to be jealous." Why didn't I see you feeling gratified by my evaluation? "

"You're a big baddie! You even lied to me! "Murphy giggled as she playfully twisted her body.

At this moment, Xi Xi came back from the training ground with her grandfather. The sky wasn't completely dark yet. The little girl couldn't wait to run to the kitchen and tell her parents about her experience in the afternoon.

What training ground, what rock dance, what broadsword playing, all of these were new to Xi Xi.

Murphy wasn't surprised that Yang Yi's father knew martial arts. But she noticed a problem and asked Yang Yi, "Is dad a teacher?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "About twenty years ago, the town said that it was too hard for the children in our village to go to the town's primary school. Every time we had to walk more than ten miles on the mountain road, which was unrealistic. So they made our village use an empty house to build a primary school. They also sent teachers over, but they lacked a physical education teacher."

"Our dad was in the village and often taught those people martial arts. So this job fell on his head. He also got a salary, so he agreed. So now many people call my dad Teacher Yang …. "Yang Yi waved his hand.

"Then dad is quite amazing!" Murphy said with a smile.

"He himself quite enjoys being called." Yang Yi shook his head with a wry smile.



After dinner, Yang Huan and Murphy were cleaning up the dishes and preparing to wash them in the kitchen. Dong Yuee and Yang Chonggui looked at each other and said, "Tie Zi, Murphy, there's something I've always wanted to ask."

"Mom, go ahead." Yang Yi nodded.

"Erm, have you and Mo Fei held a banquet in the city?" Dong Yuee was worried that Murphy would think too much. She waved her hand and said, "I don't mean anything else. In our village, there's an unwritten rule. When you get married, you still have to hold a wedding banquet and invite friends and family to gather. Only then can your relationship be considered confirmed."

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