What Cao Yazhu didn't know was that his father was much more experienced than him, and they were all real life-and-death battles, which was much more thrilling than his martial arts performance.

Cao Baijun didn't dodge this fist, but raised his left hand and pinched the fist of his sixth son.

Cao Yazhu only felt that the big pliers had been clamping his hand, making him unable to move.

Cao Baijun didn't accept it when he saw it, and his right hand hit Cao Yazhu's lower abdomen silently.

Where did Cao Yazhu dare to let the old man hit, with the strength of the old man's hand, if this punch hit, it would definitely be uncomfortable.

So his left hand hurriedly stretched out, wanting to slap the old man's fist.

It's just that even if Cao Baijun's fist is much slower than Fan Yu's, it is still beyond his imagination.

The shot was patted and the shot was missed, but the fist naturally hit the right side of the abdomen, fortunately, the old man retracted his strength at the end, otherwise he would have sweated painfully at this time.

At the same time, when Cao Yazhu's attention was on his waist, the old man's left hand also unconsciously let go of his right hand and went straight to the door.

Cao Yaru had no doubt that if this punch made him solid, then he would never have a chance to fight back, so he simply dodged the tiger's fist with an iron bridge.

Then he twisted his body, and turned from a backward bend to a forward bend, and his right leg kicked out like a donkey and a horse.

Unexpectedly, the old lady's movements were faster than him, and he directly raised his foot and pressed down his right leg that he kicked out.

One leg was stepped on and couldn't move, and the other leg naturally had to come over to relieve the siege.

If the old lady is caught between his legs, it will be impossible to escape even if he has wings.

The old lady did not escape, but jumped forward, and only this one step jumped to Cao Yazhu's waist.

Cao Yazhu immediately got up and arched his waist, wanting to overturn Cao Baijun on his back, but Cao Baijun lay on Cao Yazhun and hooked Cao Yazhu's neck with both arms.

Now it is obvious who wins and who loses, although there is a deliberate release of water from this Cao Ya Bottle, but even if it is not waterproof, it is a real loss.

Cao Yazhu still hasn't experienced the wind and waves in the end, and he made a big mistake as soon as he came up, how can such an important fight be able to turn his back on the enemy, replace his hands with his feet and his feet with his hands, what a stupid way to do it.

Cao Baijun didn't point out these things, he believed that his son could figure it out alone.

But in fact, compared with losing, what shocked Cao Yazun was that his father's martial arts were so high?

However, no one in the entire Cao Mansion from top to bottom knew, so it can only be said that the old man is hiding it too well.

After tidying up his clothes, Cao Yazhu naturally didn't forget to pat his father's little fart: "My father is really old and strong, his martial arts are outstanding, and the child is willing to bow down." ”

Cao Baijun is very useful, let the sixth son learn martial arts and not lose the face of the Cao family, the sixth son naturally said yes.

In fact, everyone present only thought that Cao Yazhu was deliberately releasing water to make his father happy, but only Fan Yu knew that it was actually Cao Baijun who released the water.

Cao Baijun is indeed much worse than himself, but that doesn't mean that he can't deal with a half-ass.

It can even be said that the gap between Cao Yazun and his father is much larger than the gap between Cao Baijun and Fan Yu.

Just when everyone was complimenting Cao Baijun, Fan Yu suddenly felt that someone pulled the corner of his clothes, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was a teenage girl dressed in pink clothes.

Two cupola braids were tied with multicolored ropes on his head, a pair of bright big eyes flashed with this curious light, and the fat cheeks made people want to pinch them when they saw them, thinking that they should be Cao Baijun's grandchildren.

When this little girl saw Fan Yu looking over, she asked playfully, "Grandpa, can you be my master?"

Fan Yu looked at this little girl, and didn't know how to answer for a while, such a girl naturally made people feel pity, but she didn't even have time to make friends now, let alone teach her disciples.

In the end, it was Cao Baijun who came to relieve the siege, and the ordinary little girl was naturally scared to death when she saw the old ancestor, and ran away before Cao Baijun approached.

It's just that he didn't run too far, as if he had done something wrong, and looked at Fan Yu with his hands behind his back.

In the end, Fan Yu couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked in front of the little girl, stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's little head, then squatted down and asked, "What's your name?"

The little girl replied loudly: "Grandpa, Baiya Yuan Bingxin, I am the fourth generation, my name is Cao Bingrou, my mother gave me a certain name because she hopes that I can be as noble as ice, and as gentle as everyone's ladies." ”

Now Fan Yu knew that the little girl was not Cao Baijun's grandchildren, but his great-grandchildren.

Fan Yu asked with a smile: "Then why do you still want to learn martial arts here, you must know that everyone is not out of the door." ”

As a result, Cao Bingrou's answer was unexpected by Fan Yu: "Because I want to be a flying flower thief, how handsome the flying flower thief is to rob the rich and help the poor, I must marry him when I grow up." ”

Hearing the little girl's answer, Fan Yu's face twitched, he really didn't expect a teenage girl to say such a thing.

It's just that this Cao family is still learning martial arts from her, and they are not afraid that the Flying Flower Thief will really kidnap her, mainly because Fan Yu really doesn't know what this Flying Flower Thief is?

Cao Baijun knew that Fan Yu really didn't know who the Flying Flower Thief was, so he explained to him: "This Flying Flower Thief is a new person who has emerged in the past five years.

He specializes in robbing the rich and helping the poor, and the robbery of the rich is not casual, he will not harass a serious businessman who abides by the law, but as long as you have done a few blatant bad things, he will patronize your vault.

Before you go, you will send a flying flower sticker, telling you that he will come to steal your money within three days.

The places that he stole are often covered with peach blossoms, and there is no way to settle down.

There are also people who have come up with a way to keep their money, and that person himself sleeps with his own silver ticket, and he is surrounded by family members.

But I didn't expect that one night the beams of the house suddenly sprinkled flying flowers, and then the man only felt that the wooden box containing the silver ticket in his hand was light, and when he opened it again, the silver ticket of 490,000 taels was all gone.

The reputation of the Flying Flower Thief also came out at that time, and at first I only thought he was just a little thief, but I didn't expect him to target my Cao Mansion. ”

Fan Yu's pupils shrank, and he could know from Cao Baijun's expression that he was afraid that even Cao Baijun couldn't catch him.

At first glance, the guard arrangement of the Cao Mansion is indeed strict, but there are many loopholes in the secret, but they are all done by others, if Cao Baijun personally arranged it and didn't catch him, then there were indeed two brushes.

Cao Baijun continued: "Although I didn't catch him, I didn't let him get his hands on it, the treasury in my house has always been just an ornament, and only fools will exchange money for silver tickets and count them in their hands every day."

Now the legend of the Flying Flower Thief has gone crazy, and I heard that some rich ladies are not married to him.

This little girl should have secretly seen the figure of the flying flower thief that day, and the sisters and aunts around her always talked about how good the little thief was, so she wrote it down. ”

Saying that, Cao Baijun tapped Cao Bingrou's head heavily with his fingers, and said, "You little girl is a big ghost, but you will find a master." ”

Fan Yu nodded after listening, looked at Cao Baijun, and said: "It's okay to teach you kung fu, but you're still too young, I'll hand you kung fu when you grow up." ”

Cao Bingrou didn't do it, tugged on Fan Yu's cuffs and said coquettishly: "No, no, no, I want to learn kung fu, and I want to be a flying flower thief." ”

Fan Yu thought for a while and frightened: "Learning kung fu is very tiring, let me ask you, are you tired of copying books in the school? Learning martial arts is much more tiring than copying books, I don't believe you, you ask your sixth grandfather." ”

Cao Yazhu immediately nodded and said, "Practicing martial arts is more tiring than studying." ”

When the little girl heard that she was more tired than copying books, she immediately retreated in her heart.

Fan Yu Cao Baijun is not an old fritter to deal with a little girl, and immediately strike while the iron is hot: "I remember that the other children are still studying with Mr. in the school, right? Why don't you use it? Or did you sneak out by yourself?"

As soon as the little girl heard that her affairs were revealed, her little face immediately flushed with shame, and she ran out with her head down.

just ran out of the door, turned back and came back, hiding behind the door, only showing his head and shouting at Fan Yu: "You are not allowed to lie to children, when I grow up, you must teach me martial arts." ”

Fan Yu laughed and said, "Don't worry, let's pull the hook." ”

Who knew that the little girl really mustered up the courage to come over again, and stretched out her little finger to ask Yu Fan Yu to pull the hook.

Fan Yu's embarrassed mouth was crooked, he was the first in the world who was famous in the world, and now he was going to hook up with a little girl.

Just look at the eager eyes of this little girl, but she can't help but pull, Fan Yu is sure that if she doesn't stretch out her hand, this little girl will definitely cry on the spot, then the fun will be great.

simply gritted his teeth and pulled the hook with this little girl: "Hang the hook, it will not change for a hundred years." ”

After pulling the hook, the little girl jumped and left satisfied.

Cao Baijun didn't say a word throughout the whole process, watching how Fan Yu deceived an underage girl.

Fan Yu also knew that he had lost the adult, so he changed the topic and said, "When will you have dinner at night?"

Cao Baijun said with a smile: "What's the hurry, there are many people in my family, and I have to open it at the earliest."

It's hard for you to come here, I have to let them know our seniors. ”

At Cao Baijun's insistence, Fan Yu had no choice but to agree.

Today is the White Festival, and the whole family will have a reunion dinner together, but every family member of the Cao family who rushed back felt that the atmosphere this year was much stronger than in previous years.

Originally, the faces that could not be seen even during the holidays in previous years were recruited back by the old man this year.

Seven aunts and eight aunts, three uncles and four uncles, three by two, gathered together to talk about this year's family affairs.

Maybe it's because the old man is a good ruler of the family, and there are no words in or out of everyone's words.

Regardless of whether this year is earned or lost, no one will say irresponsible things to anyone, in Fan Yu's view, this family is simply harmonious to the point of falsehood.

But he is real, and he can't be faked.

The courtyard of Caofu is very large, and there are many houses, so it is not a problem to stuff 1,800 people.

Coincidentally, it was such a day for the whole family to rest, and snow was floating in the sky.

The gentleman of the school was also very kind, and after checking the students' homework, he let them go crazy.

Even if he has lived in this winter realm since he was a child, he can't get tired of playing in the snow, and more than a dozen little urchins form gangs, jumping up and down, playing a snowball and lifting the roof, all shouting that they are flying flower thieves.

The little guy who followed behind didn't dare to stop it, and couldn't put it, so he stomped his feet in a hurry.

This festival is only once a year, and the adults don't bother to care about the children's madness, even if the house is really demolished, it's okay, the family has money, and it can be repaired on the same day.

People who usually go out separately, when the parents in front of them have a short greeting, there is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl Cao Yuanjiao sighing in the mirror in the wing room in the backyard.

The Flying Flower Thief affects more than just children, in fact, the real impact of the Flying Flower Thief is a girl like Cao Yuanjiao, who has not yet married a girl who is full of illusions about her future husband's family.