The cousin's name is Bai Shui, which makes Bai Shou laugh heartily.

"Huh...... Uncle, this name is interesting. My family has white flour and white rice, plus your white water, if you come to white firewood, white oil, and white wine, then it will be all together. ”

Uncle smiled: "His name is after the name of your family." ”

The white hand muttered, "Hand, dang, noodles, rice, snow, water...... Snow first and then water, snow into water, good, good. ”

Uncle smiled and asked, "If it's good, does it mean that it means?" ”

Bai Shou thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to the little guy, "Comrade Bai Shui, hello." ”

The little one looked at his father.

Uncle nodded.

The little guy then reached out and shook hands with the white hand.

Bai Dang came over and took three steaming rice cakes, two large and one small, the big one for the uncle and aunt, and the small one for the cousin.

The little guy took the rice cake and tasted it, probably thinking it was delicious, so he gnawed on it.

The uncle breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand out of the courtyard.

The white hand looked at it, dumbfounded.

Tong Guojun, who drove the tractor, took Bai Zhenyang's luggage off the tractor and carried it into the yard.

The white hand stammered and asked, "Little, uncle, what do you mean by this?" ”

"What do you mean, live in your house."

"Live at my house?"

"Haha...... Your house has three floors, upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones, I don't live here with you, I'm stupid. ”

"Uncle, you ......"

The uncle ignored Bai Shou, but asked Bai Dang on the side, "Dang, Uncle lives in your house, are you welcome?" ”

Bai Dang said with a smile: "I listen to the eldest brother, I listen to the eldest brother." ”

The uncle asked Bai Mian, Bai Mi and Bai Xue again, "What about you?" What is your attitude? ”

One brother and two sisters, look at the eldest brother, and then turn their heads to look at their mother in unison.

The uncle asked loudly: "Sister-in-law, I want to live in your house, do you agree?" ”

Guo Cai'e smiled: "That dare is good, agree, very much agree." Hand, let your uncle and aunt live in Teacher Ding's room. ”

Mother spoke, and the final word was heard.

At this time, the little guy in the white water reached out and pulled the corner of the white hand's clothes.

Bai Yi was puzzled, "Comrade Bai Shui, what is your problem?" ”

The little guy stretched out his hand and pointed to the motorcycle parked at the gate of the yard.

White-handed understood.

Pick up the little guy with his white hands, jump off the stone table, walk to the motorcycle, sit on the motorcycle, and then put the little guy in front of him.

Boom, the motorcycle flew out.

Bai Dang said to the uncle: "Uncle, your Baishui is too face-saving. Big brother's motorcycle, we will be scolded even if we touch it. ”

Uncle laughed.

But he couldn't laugh with his white hands, he already understood that it was a complete conspiracy for his uncle to visit relatives and live in his house.

At night, he came to his mother's room with white hands.

"Mom, what do you think about this?"

The mother thought for a while and said with a smile: "Hand, your uncle is a good person, and your aunt is also very good, you can't embarrass them." ”

"Mom, I'm talking about grandparents' plan."

Mother said no more.

Knowing that his mother was thinking again, he didn't say anything and waited patiently for his mother.

After thinking about it for a long time, my mother said, "Hand, you have grown up, and you will be nineteen years old after the New Year." In our family, you have the final say in everything, and Mom will listen to you. ”

Bai Shou smiled bitterly, "Mom, you are still good at our family." ”

The white hand left his mother's room and went into the courtyard.

The uncle was practicing martial arts, and a pair of stone locks of thirty-six pounds each were played up and down by the uncle.

"Hand, how many times can you play?"

"A hundred strokes of base."

"Not bad...... Then. ”

A stone lock, flying towards the white hand.

The white hand was not ambiguous, the electric light was on in the yard, his eyes were quick, his right hand reached out and grabbed the handle of the lock, and then took advantage of the situation, removing the weight of the stone lock.

"Again." The uncle shouted, and another stone lock was also thrown out by him, flying towards the white hand.

Two stone locks, whirring with white hands.

"Well done." Uncle cheered loudly.

After playing more than a hundred times with his white hands, he put down the two stone locks and panted against the stone table.

"Hand, Uncle will test you. Haha, look at how much you've grown in the past two years. ”

Before the words fell, the uncle jumped up and waved his long arm towards his white hand.

Since the white hand, Uncle just tried, and then stretched out his left arm, so casually.

With a bang, his white hand was in severe pain, and his body was also leaning back, and he fell on the stone table.

Uncle is really fighting.

I only heard the uncle shouting: "Stinky boy, you make tofu." ”

A fist, with the sound of the wind, came towards the white hand.

Cheered up with his white hands, did not get up, and used a crooked move.

Avoiding the fist wind, he kicked out, and kicked his toes under the uncle's armpit.

"Pretty."

Uncle praised while punching continuously.

The white hand did not retreat, grabbed the edge of the stone table with both hands, and put his feet out to meet the uncle's fists.

In the blink of an eye, you threw dozens of punches, I still had dozens of kicks, you came and went, and they were equal.

In the past two years, in addition to making money, there has been no delay in practicing martial arts.

Fang Yulan is really a good master, not only taught her skills to the white hand, but also taught the white hand the tricks that her family kept secret.

As he grew older and his strength increased, his white hands were able to compete with his uncle.

The Fang family's martial arts are soft, focusing on defense, focusing on defense and counterattack, and making themselves invincible first.

Uncle's kung fu is just the opposite, the essence of a soldier is to attack, and all he learns is fierce and fierce tricks.

The uncle and nephew are a real contest, and the uncle is ruthless and ruthless.

The white hand began to run for his life, and only defense remained.

But as he fought, the white hand gradually stabilized his position, and occasionally launched a sharp counterattack.

The counterattack is quite effective, and the uncle also has times when he retreats.

This is called one thing and the other's strengths, the uncle has been studying in the military academy for the past two years, and he is strong in literature and weak in martial arts, and his kung fu will inevitably regress.

The white hand is the time for long strength, the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, masculine and heroic.

The only flaw of the white hand is not the body of a virgin, he can't practice children's skills, the kung fu he learns is a bit miscellaneous, and his skills are not pure.

There is also an advantage of white-handedness, that is, they create their own tricks, and they often receive miraculous results if they do not follow the routine.

Uncle and nephew fought, striking from the ground to the courtyard wall, and from the wall to the tree outside the wall.

Suddenly, his white hand was flawed and he slapped the uncle, but he put his two fingers together and poked heavily on the uncle's chest.

The white hand was fine, but the uncle lost his strength all over his body, his feet were unstable, the branches were broken, and his body was planted straight to the ground.

With a white hand, he grabbed the uncle's shoulder.

didn't catch it, and the uncle fell to the ground.

But the uncle is fine, and the white hand grabs it like this, which slows down the speed at which the uncle lands.

"I can't beat it, haha, I can't beat it."

"Uncle, this is a point, if it weren't for my mercy, you would be abolished."

The uncle smiled: "You kid, what kind of bragging." I've seen some acupuncture points, but your kung fu is not good. ”

"Alas, I don't have childish skills, and I can't practice real acupoint kung fu."

Uncle got up and said, "Xiaobai, you come with me, Uncle will give you a gift." ”