I always think of the hard days I have gone through with my mother for so many years. Fang Tianbao's nose was sour, and tears rolled in his eyes. As a man, Fang Tianbao has never cried or succumbed in front of others. But, in fact, he is a person with delicate feelings by nature. When he thinks of the grievances his mother has suffered, he has a sour nose.

"You're so old and crying like our sprinkler truck, ......?" The "sprinkler truck" that my mother said was the cleaning car of Tianzun Garden. Every morning at 6 o'clock, the car would sprinkle water while playing the song "Only Mom is Good in the World". Every day, my mother stands on the side of the road in Tianzun Garden with a broom in her hand, watching the sprinkler pass by, and she will be excited.

"Mom, why am I crying? Are people rubbing their eyes? With your eyesight, don't buy lottery tickets today......" Fang Tianbao pretended to rub his eyes and immediately sat up.

"You bear child, early in the morning, you won't pick something your mother likes to hear?" Mom has a habit that is neither good nor too bad, and that is to love to buy lottery tickets. To be honest, she's been buying it for seven or eight years in a row. Fang Tianbao had never seen her win five pieces once.

"Okay, okay, my mother hit the God of Wealth when she went out today, looked up and dropped pies in the sky, lowered her head to pick gold bricks on the ground, some people sent red envelopes on the street, and some people gave bonuses on sweeping the floor......"

"Hey, think beautifully, pay back the bonus. Last month, the team leader found three cigarette butts on the ground, and his mother was detained for 30 yuan. At the thought of the bonus, my mother exhaled heavily.

"Which team leader is so arrogant? Do you want me to bring him a basket of meat buns? "When Fang Tianbao said meat buns, he was referring to his iron fist.

"I know that I will fight with people, and tomorrow, I will ask your master to clean up your ......"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about bonuses. I'd better wish you 5 million wins, and 10 million if you have a good heart. Fang Tianbao got up and got dressed.

"Well, it's pretty much the same, if my mother wins 10 million. Mom will help you, marry the daughter of Teacher Wang opposite home, and give me as a daughter-in-law......"

"Mom, do you have a serious one? Teacher Wang's daughter, is she that good? Look at you, saliva is flowing all over the ground. Besides, your son and I are suave, handsome and chic. The market prospect is broad, not to mention Teacher Wang's daughter, it is Professor Wang's daughter, we have to let her take a number first, and line up in the back first......" Fang Tianbao said with a smile.

The "daughter of Teacher Wang" that my mother said just now is named Wang Qing. Wang Qing studied in the city No. 1 middle school, and this year is also a sophomore in high school. She is tall, 1.66 meters. Because she has practiced dancing with her mother since she was a child, her beautiful legs are straight and slender.

In autumn, if Wang Qing wears a pair of slim-fitting jeans, she can simply make a character like Pipiru demented. In addition to her long legs, Wang Qing also has a thin waist.

Once, when going upstairs, Wang Qing's foot broke. Fang Tianbao heroically rescued the beauty, and when he helped her upstairs, he took the opportunity to hug her little waist. That feeling was enough for Fang Tianbao to reminisce for a night. That turn, that elasticity, is worthy of the waist of practicing dance.

Of course, no one is perfect. Wang Qing has straight legs, a thin waist, and a very toned buttocks, but the only fly in the ointment is that her breasts are a little small.

The breasts are a bit small, but they are not a big deal. However, Wang Qing is a relatively conservative girl. Usually, she always likes to wear a bra and a white vest over it. This girl wears a bra and a vest, so what's the point of it? It's like, she wears a dress and jeans, and it doesn't feel like anything at all.

Although Wang Qing's face is also good-looking. However, as soon as Fang Tianbao saw that she was wearing a bra and a vest, he couldn't lift his spirit. Not to mention anything else, on a hot day, he wants to peek at a small ditch, which is a problem.

"Hey, son, what did you just say? Wang Qing, what's wrong with her? Don't forget, he is a top student in the city's No. 1 middle school. Last time, Ms. Wang went to a parent-teacher conference. When he came back, he also told me that in the top class of No. 1 Middle School, Wang Qing was ranked in the top five. Not surprisingly, she has absolutely no problem taking the Peking University entrance examination. Son, when you have a girlfriend in the future, you have to take a long-term view. Besides, Wang Qing is a good person and has a good personality. Your mother and me, I can't help but drool at the thought of her being my daughter-in-law...... "Mom's eyes did shine when she spoke.

In fact, my mother said that she wanted to take Wang Qing as her daughter-in-law, but it can't be said that it was my mother's wishful thinking. Mom is a woman, and she is a woman with a heart. She could see it from Wang Qing's eyes every time she looked at Fang Tianbao. This girl, the other party Tianbao is actually interesting.

"Okay, don't always be Wang Qing Wang Qing. Mom, don't worry about my girlfriend. Maybe, one day I'll take Fan Bingbing home and ask her to call you Mom. Besides, Wang Qing, she ......"

"What's wrong with her, you said it yourself, what point is Wang Qing not worthy of you?" When mom is stubborn, it's really stubborn.

"It's not something that deserves to be deserved. It's just that my son always feels that Wang Qing has a little ...... in her breasts."

"Hey, you dead kid...... Mom pulled out a big insole from under the bed, patted the cucumber on the ground, and gave Fang Tianbao a meal.

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After Mom left, it was still early. Fang Tianbao took advantage of the fact that no one was around, and did a set of homework at home according to Master Lu's regulations. Every day, Fang Tianbao had to complete the homework given to him by his master before he could have breakfast.

Master Lu Dingkun, every month, will give Fang Tianbao a detailed practice plan.

Last month, every morning, Fang Tianbao's main task was to run the stairs. The master said that his lower plate was not stable enough. In particular, the muscles and ligaments of his thighs need to be strengthened.

Running stairs is not simply running stairs, but the kind of running method that takes three blocks in one step. Last month, the weather was very hot, and Fang Tianbao would run a circle around the Huanshi Road every morning before 6 o'clock, a lap of 10 kilometers.

Ten kilometers later, Fang Tianbao will stop at the theater opposite the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Next to the theater is a telecommunications building with 36 floors. Because, the security guard of the telecommunications building is the master's fellow countryman. Therefore, every day, the security guard will leave the door for Fang Tianbao. Last month, Fang Tianbao was in the telecommunications building, running the stairs for a month. Thirty-sixth floor, step by step. Moreover, it is still the kind of running method that takes three squares in one step.

At the beginning, on the first day of running, Fang Tianbao ran to the fifteenth floor, and he felt that his legs were not his own. He stopped on the fifteenth floor, just about to sit down and smoke a cigarette. Unexpectedly, a pebble flew from behind him and knocked out his cigarette case and lighter. Fang Tianbao turned his head suddenly, it turned out to be the master.

The master is really awesome. Fang Tianbao didn't know when the master started and had been following him. Fang Tianbao once wondered if the master was the legendary zombie who couldn't see his feet when he walked? If not, how could I be completely unaware of his existence?

"Stinky boy, go on!" The master took the second stone and steadily hit Fang Tianbao's ass. There was no way, if he didn't finish the thirty-six floors, Fang Tianbao wouldn't even have breakfast. On the last staircase, Fang Tianbao climbed up almost with both hands and feet, like an old snake molting its skin, like a spring silkworm shedding its cocoon.

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