Ye Xiaoyan instigated the pu fan in his hand, and did not call San'er, and went straight towards Zeng Zimu.

It should be normal for him to lose yesterday's passion today, after all, he practiced so hard for a long time yesterday, and for a teenager who has never been subjected to such intense exercise, it is normal for him to be so sore that he is unable to walk.

After all, she also had such an experience at the beginning, and after lying in bed for a day, even turning over felt that it was a kind of torture.

Looking at the young man's appearance of such struggle, I can really see that he has a little impatience.

Looking at his action of hitting sandbags, he is also a little unqualified, and he has no wristbands on his hands, so he is very easy to get injured.

It's true, he practiced all afternoon yesterday, and he felt that this hand hurt unbearably, but if he could really learn kung fu, then he had to endure it!

"Get out of the way!" Ye Xiaoyan glanced at him, directly put the pu fan in his hand on the cabinet, and shouted at him, "Let me teach you how to beat this sandbag!" ”

After speaking, she twisted her wrists and ankles to warm up her joints properly, and then put on a fighting posture, and the moment Zeng Zimu let go, her eyes changed, and her body was punched.

As a person who often plays with sandbags, her posture and movements can be described as extremely accurate.

Zeng Zimu couldn't help but look a little stunned on the side.

Different from what he practiced, Ye Xiaoyan's every punch and move was extremely sharp and just right, landing on the sandbag, making a rustling sound of sand.

After a few gestures, a fine sweat broke out on her body, and she stopped and looked at the young man, "That's how you hit sandbags!" ”

Immediately, he looked him up and down again, "I'm a little curious, where did you get this brute force from?" ”

Zeng Zimu was thirteen or fourteen years old, and he could carry hundreds of pounds of things by himself, and his strength felt that he had the upper hand, but he had no experience in martial arts, and he only relied on brute force to fight with people on weekdays.

And it's not a bit strange that the children in this mountain village don't win by brute force.

"Which eye can you see that this is brute force?" Hearing this, Zeng Zimu listened to the word brute force, and his heart was extremely unhappy.

"I saw it in both eyes!" Ye Xiaoyan smiled, and then changed the topic again, "If you want to practice martial arts, you must first be stable!" ”

As she spoke, she turned around, and then quickly lifted her foot, and before he could react, her foot had already kicked the back of his calf.

Zeng Zimu didn't have any defenses, and Ye Xiaoyan's movements were extremely fast, he only felt a pain in his feet, and before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground on one knee.

The sudden attack made Zeng Zimu angry, and he raised his head to look at Ye Xiaoyan, his eyes were full of anger.

"Ye Hua'er!"

There was a bit of gnashing of teeth when the name was shouted.

Ye Xiaoyan smiled at him, his eyes sparkling slightly, "Look at you, you have to kneel before I use three percent of my strength, so if you want to practice martial arts, you have to practice the next plate first!" ”

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes and said, "Let's do it, let's start today, I'll teach you how to practice the next game, what about you, just come and do some chores for me in the morning, and I will take care of you for three meals, what do you think?" ”

"What did you say?" When Zeng Zimu heard this, he couldn't believe what Ye Xiaoyan said, this matter was inevitably too unbelievable.

As long as she helps her do some chores, she can not only practice martial arts, but also manage three meals a day?!

He really couldn't believe it, for him, it was a pie in the sky.

"Well, I'll give you half a day to think about it!" Knowing that he must have listened to it, Ye Xiaoyan said, "I'll go to Wangjia Village, you practice sandbags here first and wait for me to come back, and after you come back, you don't think this thing can be done!" ”

During the conversation, she frowned and looked at San'er, who was practicing calligraphy on the side, "But, you must not leave this courtyard before I come back, you are tired and don't want to practice, you can rest for a while, wait for me to come back!" ”

Zeng Zimu listened to her words, and looked at her with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see through what she was thinking.

But how could he understand her thoughts?

Immediately, Ye Xiaoyan turned around, glanced at the sky, and saw that the sun was shining, so he took out the oil-paper umbrella he had bought before.

Before going out, I first explained to San'er, so that he could practice properly, and he didn't have to worry too much.

San'er nodded and said okay, he was also thinking about which ridge to go to find some small earth dragons to come back to feed the chickens and ducks, so not long after Ye Xiaoyan left, he also put away the pen and paper.

Zeng Zimu recalled Ye Xiaoyan's movements and posture, gritted his teeth, and continued to pounce towards the sandbag.

To be honest, it is more useful to practice wooden stakes than to practice sandbags, but Ye Xiaoyan can't do this wooden stake.

Out of the village, Ye Xiaoyan raised his eyes and looked into the field, but saw that someone had already begun to collect the crops in the good field.

The golden rice and wheat have bent over, the south wind is blowing, swaying slightly and nodding, and a few half-old boys are holding sickles to cut the rice quickly and skillfully, talking and laughing while busy, and it seems that it is a little harmonious.

She didn't look any further, she continued to walk towards Wangjia Village, the thatched grass beside the road was a little hot from the sun, and it was a little stuffy to walk this way.

After walking for two quarters of an hour, I met a lot of people in Wangjia Village, but because Ye Xiaoyan kept holding an umbrella, and the umbrella covered her face, everyone had to see that this was a little girl through her figure.

This little girl has never seen it, it is a group of several people, and it is inevitable that there will be some curiosity about where this little girl came from.

There is still a distance of more than half a mile from the entrance of the village to Xiaocui's house, and she does not squint along the way.

When she finally arrived at the gate of the courtyard, before she could step through the door, she saw three teenage girls standing in the courtyard.

The three men were facing away from her, standing in an arc pattern, as if there was a person blocking in front of them.

"Wang Xiaocui, what do you mean, we treat you as friends, but you are playing with that shameless cheap girl in Shili Village, you want us to be embarrassed by you, right?"

Among the girls, the one standing in the middle said.

Ye Xiaoyan frowned slightly when she heard this, how did she feel that this voice was a little familiar?

"Then, don't play with me! Hua'er is such a good person, you don't know her, but you are cheap, can you speak with respect! ”

This voice sounds like Wang Xiaocui's.

"Yo?" The girl on the left frowned when she heard this, "It's only been a few days of playing, and you're actually talking to someone like this, Wang Xiaocui, you still want to be shameless!" ”

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