Hearing the familiar sound of a car downstairs, Fifth Yan got up and warmed up the dishes familiarly.

"Xiao Yan, after eating in a while, go down and help me get the stinky boy's wooden knife. The old man leaned back in his chair and said.

Fifth Yan's face showed a slightly surprised look, "Old man, ......"

"It's not a big deal!" The old man waved his hand casually.

"Hmm. Fifth Yan nodded slightly, and then focused her attention on the tumbling pot.

"I'm starving!" Zhao Junhao walked all the way from below, shouting this sentence repeatedly.

The nose smelled the fragrance of vegetables, and Zhao Junhao's originally weak feet became much stronger.

When I went up to the third floor, I saw the smiling face of the old man and the busy back of the young lady.

"If you're hungry, sit down and get ready to eat!" The old man reached out and patted the chair beside him.

"Old man, you are so sweet!" Zhao Junhao said with a smile.

After sitting on the chair, Zhao Junhao did not forget to say to the young lady: "Sister Yan has worked hard!"

Fifth Yan put out the fire, turned around and walked over with a plate of dishes, "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot." ”

"Good!" Zhao Junhao grabbed his chopsticks and opened his mouth.

His eyes were aimed to both sides at the same time, and when he was eating, he also wanted to see the old man and the young lady eating.

Finally, a conclusion is drawn.

The young lady chewed slowly and was very quiet.

The old man gobbled up nothing.

Hey, hey, it's me!

When eating, it's handsome!

"What are you smiling at?" Fifth Yan saw that Zhao Junhao was holding a rice bowl, not eating or picking vegetables, and his mouth was always open there, so he asked out loud.

"Nothing!" Zhao Junhao hurriedly lowered his head.

Did he tell the young lady that he was handsome by himself just now?

"What's so interesting about thinking about things when you're eating?" the old man paused, "Let's hear it." ”

"This is a long story!" At this moment, Zhao Junhao was excited.

It's a wonderful feeling to be able to pretend to be at home!

Swallow the rice first and moisten your throat.

Then, Zhao Junhao slowly said his great deeds in Yuesheng.

"Stinky boy, I can't imagine that you can mix well in Yuesheng!" the old man praised Zhao Junhao.

"By the way, that second-class leader surnamed Liu didn't play any tricks on you, did he?"

"Old man, isn't that good for me?! Besides, he doesn't dare to do anything to me!"

Zhao Junhao, who was happy, naturally didn't know that the old man was asking knowingly.

"Xiao Hao, don't be too complacent. You have to know that when you are out doing things, you need to be careful and careful. The fifth Yan said earnestly.

After experiencing the explosion that she couldn't stop, the fifth Yan gave Zhao Junhao advice every day, and the weight was much heavier.

"I understand, Sister Yan. Zhao Junhao retracted his joking mentality.

"Ahem, ahem!" The old man pretended to cough, "Stinky boy, have you eaten well?"

"Old man, what are you going to do?" Zhao Junhao's sharp eyes glanced at him.

"When you are full, you go out of the balcony and practice with me...... Oh no, it's me who wants to see if your strength has regressed!" The old man tapped the edge of the rice bowl with his chopsticks.

"Don't give me such a terrible thing to do well?" Zhao Junhao let out his own voice of protest.

"Stinky boy, are you afraid?" the old man said with a mocking expression.

"My fists, and my feet, they are all afraid of ......" Zhao Junhao stretched out his hand and held the old man's arm pitifully, "Old man, they are waiting for you to raise your noble hand!"

As he spoke, Zhao Junhao raised the old man's arm.

So the old man was lifted up in his noble hand.

"Go! What so much nonsense, come out now, Xiao Yan, go get something!" The old man shook off Zhao Junhao's palm, stood up, and walked to the spacious balcony outside.

Zhao Junhao struggled for a long time, and finally stood outside.

During this time, the fifth Yan had already brought up the wooden knife that resembled Yan Yi.

Zhao Junhao took the knife from the little sister's hand, "Old man, can you put some water!"

"Stinky boy, your mouth is sharper than your hand!" the old man stood with a smile on his face, only five or six positions away from Zhao Junhao.

"But don't worry, I'll let you. The old man then turned grim and said in a deep voice, "Come!"

The corners of Zhao Junhao's mouth were hooked.

The old man once said that to give an opponent a weapon is to give up a pair of hands!

He himself also wants to know how much his strength can improve compared to the time when he was beaten and fled with his young sister in those years, after experiencing the hard training on the mountain and the precipitation in society over the years!

The left foot took the lead in stepping, and Zhao Junhao went straight to the old man.

It's not about focusing on weaknesses, it's about grasping known strengths.

The old man asked him to take a horse step at home or in the mountains, and Zhao Junhao was very unconvinced.

It wasn't until the old man bent his knees and sweated with him and his young sister that Zhao Junhao knew that the old man's bottom plate was stable......

But why did Zhao Junhao "kill himself" so quickly?

From the faint smile on the old man's face after seeing Zhao Junhao's movements, it can be seen that Zhao Junhao is not looking for death.

When fighting, it is far more beneficial to attack the opponent's toughness than to find the weakness in order to win.

The former can know how strong and work hard, and the latter takes advantage of it but doesn't know how many pounds and taels he weighs.

In short, if you are not the real enemy, then try your best to make yourself progress!

The old man moved.

He stepped back, one hand in front and the other behind, and he didn't show any contempt just because Zhao Junhao was holding a wooden knife in his hand.

Zhao Junhao, who was holding a knife in his right hand, protruded his left shoulder in front of him, and when he saw the old man's feet changing steps, he suddenly swung his right hand sharply, and the wooden knife cut through the air and rushed forward.

The old man smiled approvingly.

In terms of his ability to seize the opportunity, he can already give a high evaluation score.

But if you get the timing right, what about the rest of it?

As soon as the old man's next arm was raised, the chic rejection of the knife gave Zhao Junhao a lesson.

The palm of the hand that was picked up hit his right wrist just right, and the wooden knife was almost shaken off!

Zhao Junhao instantly loosened his tightly knit brow.

Continue!

This time, the wooden knife that was swung again went straight to the old man's waist.

is worthy of being able to be his own idol, and the lower half of the old man's body has always been maintained at a level.

Under the fierce oppression, there was not a single panicked movement at all!

"Stinky boy, you still need to work hard!" The old man stretched out one hand, grabbed Zhao Junhao's wrist, and threw it to the side casually.

If someone else encounters this situation, they would have moved out of "someone else's child" a long time ago.

But the old man wouldn't do that.

Because, other people's children, are there any children like Zhao Junhao who treat knives as toys at a young age?

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