Regarding the loss to my mother, my dad didn't mention it much later, but I put him on top of him and always looked at me with very regretful eyes, and sometimes I was stared at by him so much that I was hairy, so I persuaded him to change his goal and stare at Xiaomo, he has more hope than me.

"Hmph, he doesn't have the surname Murong!" My dad said.

My mom joked when she found out later. The traditional mission of the Murong family is "revenge".

"So Xuanxuan, you have to be careful in the future. Don't look for a boyfriend whose mission is 'revenge'. My mother said, "Look at your mother and me, we are a lesson from the past." ”

Look at what my mom said!

A revenge-bent boyfriend? In this world, who is so stupid. Besides, I have a boyfriend, Murong Xuan Chapter 18, the word revenge, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with an ordinary college student.

But listen to what my mother said about Huang Rong and Guo Jing. But it made me think differently. I think. Since I know all the methods, I don't necessarily have to be successful in practice.

Of course, there is no need to go squatting and walking at such an age, but I have other ways to find it. In fact, according to what my mother said, every moment, every moment, when doing everything, deliberately maintaining mental focus can also improve yourself. Didn't she start learning these things herself when she was in her twenties and thirties?

That was the year I left home and went abroad.

I didn't go to any school to study, but it was my aunt's light. Remember her classmate in France? She has been doing the work of Sino-French art exchange. One year after that, the art circles of the two countries set up a fund to invite art workers to exchange and learn from each other, and because she was also one of the co-organizers, she informed my aunt of this opportunity.

My aunt was one of the selected candidates, and she was given the opportunity to study in France for a year.

My aunt wanted Xiaomo to go with her, but Xiaomo's interest at that time was not in art but in machinery. He didn't want to go, so my aunt told my dad to simply let me temporarily suspend my studies at the university and go with him for a year. My parents had also discussed sending me abroad to study, and this time my aunt happened to take care of me.

This is my second time abroad, and I have been to the United States once before.

I'm more interested in Europe than in the U.S., and I'm excited about the opportunity to study in the art capital for a year after a short family trip.

What my parents meant was that I would stay there for a while, and after I got acquainted with it, I could choose the field I really wanted to enter.

One year in Europe was one of years when I really left my parents and lived alone.

I spent more than half a year traveling all over Europe, Florence, Barcelona, Brandenburg, Copenhagen, London......... I wandered day and night at museums and art galleries, as well as countless churches and former homes of famous people.

I think I'm lucky that I have a privileged family environment that allows me to witness these glorious artifacts of the human spirit, and I feel like a storehouse of rich cultures, and I don't even know what I'm going to do with them in the future.

I told my dad on the phone that I still hadn't found the direction of life, but he laughed instead, saying that he didn't find his direction until he was thirty years old, so I didn't need to worry at all, "wandering is also a kind of life", this is his opinion.

Since my parents said so, I am no longer in a hurry to settle down, just follow my temperament to walk around, look around, I feel like a summer green and soft aquatic plants, being carried around by this warm and clear river of time, I love this kind of casual life, no need to make the slightest resistance.

A year passed quickly, and my aunt asked me what I was going to do, and I replied that I wanted to go back to China and continue my university studies. She was a little surprised, she thought I would choose a school abroad and stay.

Yes, it's nice outside, but after a long time outside, I start to miss my home, my parents and friends, and the green in my memory.

Of course, Europe is a continent with high vegetation coverage, and some countries in Central Europe have reached more than 90% forest coverage, compared to the green and boundless scene, which is closer to the memories of my dreams.

But the suburban forests of Warsaw, which have been effectively managed by the government, are not Wuyue forests after all.

I can't find that feeling of being artificially untouched, or even truly inhabited, anymore.

I was very happy to be back home again, and my parents said that I had grown taller all of a sudden. My uncle said it was the eighteenth change of the female college, and my father said that I was too beautiful to make him afraid. My uncle laughed at him for being a prospective father-in-law, and he also said that my dad was treating my boyfriend as an imaginary enemy, and my dad snorted when he heard it, saying that kid was not qualified enough.

I know my dad doesn't really like my boyfriend. He always said that he was too frivolous, although he was the president of the school's student union, but he knew that he said beautiful words, but he was not handsome enough, and he had forehead tattoos, "looking like a vegetarian pill" - who is not a ball compared to him?

He even blamed me for not being nice to Xin.

Look what my dad is talking about!

I said, suddenly it was a playmate when I was a kid. I haven't been in touch for many years, and I can't get together at all.

"Besides, everyone is a major, where can they look down on me."

I laughed.

My father was not happy to hear this, and said, "Where is my daughter not worthy of him?" It's that kid who didn't burn high incense! ”

In order to divert my father's enthusiasm for this matter, I hurriedly said that I was going to do something big when I came home this time.

"What's the big deal?" He was nervous.

"Revenge!" I deliberately clenched my fist, "Defeat my mother and avenge the Murong family!" ”

I'm not just joking. During the year, although 1 small said α

I didn't do anything, I just walked around and played, but there was one thing I always insisted on, and that was practicing. I didn't exercise in the traditional way, I just practiced my own mind, fortunately, at a young age, my dad laid some foundation for me, so that I would not be ignorant of martial arts, in fact, after living with them for so many years, it is difficult for me to completely understand this aspect. But the key is not in the fists and feet, as my mother said, exercise your concentration, feel the acuity of things, and the speed of your shots.

In fact, in this kind of training, I still really learned from my mother. I saw her as both an imaginary enemy and a teacher. I was her child, I had grown up with her, no one knew her better than I did, and in a sense, I was even another her, a part of her—I had slept in her ovaries as a cell the size of a needle.

But the long-term daily relationship blurred the boundary between me and my mother, and I couldn't see her clearly. This year's distance is a great opportunity for me, for the first time, I will distance my mother and daughter from each other, and look at my mother with the eyes of a "second person".

Only in this way will I be able to catch her loopholes, a facility that even her husband would not have been able to obtain.

Have you ever tried to train yourself rigorously for a year to develop tactics that are only aimed at a specific enemy?

I've been sure enough to beat Mom.

So when I announced this decision at the dinner table, Mom and Dad stopped chewing at the same time and looked up at me!

“…… Beat your mom? Daddy's eyes widened, as if he needed to reconfirm my words.

I nodded, "So, please Mom make time, preferably on weekends, because I still have classes." ”

My mother's expression was equally surprised, and she put down the bowl: "Do you really want to compete with me?" Xuanxuan, but you don't know kung fu. ”

I smiled and said, "I practice unique martial arts, which you don't know."

My dad still looked incredulous: "Can you really beat your mother?" Xuanxuan, do you think this is possible? ”

I thought about it for a moment and replied, "Yes...... Yes.

My mother looked crying and laughing: "Xuanxuan, my mother can play with you at home, but if you really want to go to the competition venue, it won't be possible." ”

"Who told you to play with me?" I was a little angry that she didn't take my words seriously, "I'm serious about the challenge!" How? Su Nuxia didn't dare? ”

"Okay", my dad suddenly slapped the table, "Someone has finally avenged me!" Sure enough, it's my daughter! ”

My mother glared at him: "Daughter Hu Lai, you also follow Hu Lai?" ”

I was about to lose my temper when my dad made a gesture.

"Xuanxuan won't come nonsense." He said, "When have you ever seen your daughter Hu Lai?" ”

When he said this, my mother was speechless.

"Again, I'm asking for an official match." I said, "Just like you and Uncle Wei." Uncle Yang, and my dad competed like that. Formal. ”

My mom looked at me suspiciously for a long time, and she finally nodded, "Okay." ”

The news that I was going to be one-on-one with my mother was immediately released by relatives and friends, and everyone was excited!

For years, no one had beaten my mother, not even her husband, and now her daughter had jumped out and clamored to beat her own mother. That's really interesting.

The game is scheduled for Saturday at 2 p.m.

The night before the race, my dad quietly asked me if I was sure, and he said that he had observed me for a week and found that I had not practiced any kung fu at all, and he was so puzzled that he couldn't help but come and investigate.

I laughed, and I said, maybe I can't beat anyone, but I can only beat my mother, because my kung fu is completely trained for her alone. As for more, there is no way to explain it.

My dad went back to his room full of doubts, and I even suspected that he would tell my mom what he had learned from his "spying on the military."

When he closed the door and left, I turned on my computer again and started watching the thousandth and first recording.

Footage of my mom playing against everybody.

Before I went to Europe, I asked my dad for all the videos, I stored them on my computer, and I took them out almost every night to study them, and now, a year later, I can recall my mother's sword moves in the game with my eyes closed.

She is very calm, very composed, and never underestimates her opponents, no matter how strong or weak they are. In the early stages of a match, she always sets aside plenty of time to observe her opponents, she is extremely keen on her opponents, and she is never in a hurry to win, so in the end, she always catches the holes of her opponents.

But what if you're facing a person with holes all over your body? Which point should she attack? Will she be completely confused because the enemy has no martial arts at all?

I was secretly happy.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, the practice room in the bureau was crowded.

Actually, I really didn't expect so many people to come. As soon as I came out after changing my clothes, I was shocked!

"Don't be afraid, when they're all cabbage," my dad whispered behind me.

I clenched my fist and nodded, "Okay"

When I came out, my mom had already changed her clothes and was standing there. She had a sword in her hand.

My dad looked at me and asked, "Is it with a knife, or with a sword?" ”

I shook my head, I don't want to use weapons, or the same sentence, relatives use real blades to let me ......

My dad looked at me in amazement, and then at my mom: "She said she didn't use weapons." ”

My mom was holding a sword and staring at me blankly!

I walked around the whole field and walked a dozen steps. I saw a stick, so I took it.

"That's it." I said to my dad.

Those two, their expressions are all stupid!

"That's it." I laughed. "I don't know how to use a sword, and if I take it, it's really easy to hurt people."

Then I walked up to my mom and lifted the stick, "Can I start?" ”

I noticed that my mother was trying to suppress her extreme surprise, and then she said that she didn't use a sword anymore.

The mother also used a bamboo stick instead of a weapon.

Mother and daughter saluted each other, and the game began.

To be honest, I was scared at first. I've never touched her, and although I'm sure of it, I can't help but be timid when it comes to actual combat.

After more than a dozen moves, the audience was in an uproar!

Everyone saw that I didn't know kung fu at all, and I just scrambled and poked with a stick. Mom was jumping around in my chaotic movements, nimble like a macaque.

“…… Xuan Xuan! What are you doing here", I heard my mother whisper, "You don't know martial arts at all, and you still come to compete with your mother"

But I don't care about that, I just focus on putting all my mind on that stick, I know all I can have, only this stick, and I know where it's going. I'm so weak that I can only attack, not retreat.

The noise in the arena gradually subsided, because everyone realized that although I didn't know kung fu, I could not lose! My mother danced the green bamboo stick in front of me, but I was able to dodge it every time, and even once I even poked her in the shoulder. At that moment, the audience burst into cheers! No one had ever been able to approach my mom with a weapon, and I'm afraid I was the first to poke her. That is, in her stunned kung fu, I already have a full certainty of victory. After a hundred or two hundred rounds of patience, the gap I had been waiting for for so long finally appeared!

It was a game that my mom didn't defend very well, and I knew she was flexible and vigilant enough. But it's not really leaky, and I can see the hole that few people notice. In a ten-thousandth of a second, I stretched out the wooden stick in my hand and tripped lightly!

My mom couldn't stand steadily, and she was caught off guard. My feet slipped, and at that moment, the pointed end of the wooden stick in my hand was right on her breasts.!

Time, stop.

Inside the arena, after a dead silence. There was an incomparably loud cheer!

My mom lost.

I put down the stick and looked back at my dad who was standing on the sidelines, but strangely enough, he didn't look as happy as the others, it was a look of great surprise, and my dad stared straight at me, his expression was so surprised. It's like seeing a monster!

I was frightened by the strange look on his face. There was some panic in my heart, and I quickly turned my face. I wanted to ask my mother's help, but my mother's expression surprised me even more!

Her face was as pale as a dead man. Her eyes were staring at me, as if she had never seen such a terrible existence, and she stood there with a bamboo stick, looking horrible like a corpse!

I was so scared that I couldn't speak!

Xiaomo was the first to jump over the fence, and he shouted, "Sister! You win! It's amazing."

I was woken up by him, and I was about to take my mother's hand, but with a "dang bang", she suddenly threw down the weapon in her hand, turned around, and left the field without looking back!!!