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Song Zemin asked, "Is the other party bare-handed, or does he have something in his hand?"

Song Yiyi took a closer look with her mental power and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it is bare-handed." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Song Zemin smiled: "Yiyi, don't worry about your brother, this time it will be regarded as a combat exercise." Boys, if you have a conflict with someone, many times, you have to use force to solve it!"

"What's more, your brother has always wanted to join the army. It's a place where personal strength is important, and I have to let him have more actual combat experience in the future!"

Song Yiyi nodded, sat down, and began to broadcast live to her father...... Until Grandpa Song walked in with a calm face.

Song Yiyi cleverly brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup of tea for the grandfather, grandmother, and father sitting on the kang. Of course, I couldn't treat myself badly, so I poured myself a cup of tea, took the cup, and went to the kang.

Sitting next to her father, Song Yiyi drank tea and watched the play.

Song Zi'an and Zhao Dabiao honestly stood side by side on the ground, with their heads down, if they ignored their red and swollen corners of their mouths and bruised foreheads, they still looked like good children.

Grandpa Song took a sip of tea and suppressed the fire before he spoke: "You two are really good, fighting with three times as many people as you, hehe!"

"Song Zi'an, when you were seven years old, I told you that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!

"Or is it that you have been in the barracks for three years, and you think you are so good that you can deal with a group of thugs!"

"You feel that everything is under your control! Think about it, in the end, the other party took out the military thorn, is it dangerous! If those people have guys in their hands, what will you and Da Biao do? You must not be chopped into pulp!"

Grandpa Song let out a long sigh and took another sip of tea.

Grandma Song then spoke: "Those people are obviously going to Liu Jiarui, why don't you think of some more appropriate methods?"

"Do you think that people should be righteous and angry, and that they should stay and fight the enemy together! Otherwise, they will be looked down upon by others, and you yourself think that it is a coward to escape from the battle!"

"If you are injured or disabled or die in the act of righteousness, it is also a merit!"

"However, have you ever thought about your parents and relatives, will they be grief-stricken because of the loss of their sons and grandchildren, resulting in mental trance, illness, and even early death!"

"It's more than 30 meters away from our house, and you can withdraw from your home while fighting! Oh, do you think that no one in the family can help, just two adult men, still recuperating from their injuries and comatose from their coma!"

"Okay, let's do it another way. You can stay and help Liu Jiarui, and the other can go to the public security bureau or find help!

"It's really wrong, it's too late to say anything......"

Grandpa Song pointed at Song Zi'an and Zhao Dabiao with his finger: "You two go and write a review book now, more than a thousand words." In addition, Song Zi'an, you still have to write the sentence 'A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall' with a brush a hundred times!"

"After I finished writing, I checked and passed the check, and I was ready to eat dinner. If you don't meet the standards, don't eat dinner! Anyway, the food has been so good these days that you have lost your minds. It's good to have an empty stomach!"

Song Zemin glanced at his son, who was instantly deflated, and said in a deep voice: "Zi'an, think about it, why did it take so much time to deal with a few bare-handed thugs?"

He gave Song Zi'an half a minute to think before he came up with the answer: "Obviously, the military body boxing and grappling techniques that you were taught in the past have not yet been learned and put into practice! Seriously lack actual combat experience! Are you really fighting the enemy, you have long forgotten what so many uncles taught you, those tricks that they have personally comprehended!"

Grandma Song felt sorry for her grandson: "Zi'an, the three of them have to deal with eight people, and nothing happened, it's already good!"

Song Zemin shook his head, this is not the time to spoil his children: "Mom, even if Zi'an wants to engage in brain-based work in the future, as my son, today's performance is unacceptable! What's more, he wants to become a soldier in the future!"

Song Zi'an, who had been obediently listening to the training, finally raised his head: "Dad, are you saying that I still need actual combat training?"

Song Zemin raised his eyebrows, fortunately, his IQ was not low: "Why do you think your kung fu has passed?" glanced at his son who was deeply shocked, and began to give orders: "From tomorrow, in addition to the content of your previous physical exercise, you will add at least half an hour of standing piles to stabilize the next plate! Learn another set of internal boxing, strengthen your soul, learn to defeat the enemy with skill, and defeat the enemy with wisdom!"

Song Zi'an immediately cheered up: "Dad, will you teach me?"

Song Zemin is also helpless about his leg, which is like a thread of disease: "Can I teach you this situation? Yiyi, you can teach it." ”

Song Yiyi didn't expect that she was also assigned a task, and looked at Song Zi'an, who was full of surprise: "Dad, you hurry up, otherwise be careful that I teach your son to be less masculine!"

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, who were still with a straight face, were all amused and smiled.

Song Zemin turned his gaze to Zhao Dabiao again, this boy who was envious but without the slightest jealousy, looked at his son: "Da Biao, you have also practiced military physical boxing and grappling skills, but your combat experience is weaker than Zi'an!"

Zhao Dabiao, who was named, listened to Uncle Song's teaching with bright eyes: "You didn't suffer a big loss at that time, because you had a lot of strength, heavy punches and heavy legs helped you a lot." ”

"From tomorrow, you exercise with Zi'an, and when he stands on the pile, you hit the sandbag. In the small warehouse at home, there is a sandbag that I used to use, so you can find a corner in the yard and hang it up. ”

"Oh, that set of internal boxing, you learn it together!"

Zhao Dabiao responded excitedly, and then grinned and smirked, so that Grandma Song couldn't bear to look at it directly: "You two hurry up and write a review!"

Zhao Dabiao's face collapsed in an instant, and he asked for a thousand words! Before the Great Movement, when he was still in elementary school, he had a lot of trouble writing a 300-word essay, and when did he have to write this 1,000 words!

Song Zi'an is not afraid of writing a review, he was in the army, and he also helped others write it. It's the brush words, and he is really stunned. Just as he was turning to leave, he suddenly noticed a question: "Dad, did you see our situation at that time?" Otherwise, how could he analyze the shortcomings of him and Zhao Dabiao!

Song Zemin said: "Almost." Go and write a review, or you won't be able to eat dinner. I heard that there is soft fried tenderloin and sweet and sour carp!"