It turned out that He Chongjiu's work in the kitchen was disgusted by Grandpa Xu, so he was sent to the yard to kill sheep.

Grandpa Xu was impatient with him to help, because He Chongjiu was not the piece of material in the kitchen at first glance.

Washing the leaves of the vegetables almost crumpled all the vegetables, and you don't need to cut them directly into the pot.

He Chongjiu took the knife and when he arrived in the yard to kill the sheep, he was attracted by the appearance of practicing boxing.

I saw that I had been grinding on this trick several times, but I couldn't follow the rules, so I reminded him.

He Chongjiu saw that Huan didn't continue to practice martial arts, but looked at himself, stopped his movements, and his sword eyebrows twisted, "Why are you looking at me, continue to practice!" Press down on your left leg and body! ”

"I didn't know you were talking to me!" Huan muttered quietly.

Facial paralysis is facial paralysis, the brain circuit is clear, and suddenly there is no salutation, who knows who you are talking about.

Comrade He was paralyzed, his ears were quite good, and he came back when he heard the happy muttering,

"Hmmm! Comrade Xu Bao'er, your actions are not right,

The correct way should be to do it with your right foot before you slash down.

Press down on your left foot and your body's center of gravity! ”

"Xu Bao'er? Who said my name was Xu Bao'er? The name Bao'er seems to be the name of the stupid son of the landlord's family! Duan Huan scoffed at the title.

No wonder others say that people with facial palsy are also cerebral palsy.

It's the second time they've met, and He Chongjiu can give Duan Huan a name so coldly, can she be happy?

He Chongjiu took a few steps forward with a knife and a straight face, and was very innocent about Huanhuan's complaint, "Bao'er is not good?" I think it's pretty good! ”

"What's good, what's good, this name is not the stupid son of the landlord's family, or the name of cats and dogs,

You have to feel good, I can call you He Baoer in the future! "Duan Huan tried to correct the brain circuit of his comrade with facial paralysis.

He Mian Paralysis nodded with a serious expression, "If you are willing to call me Brother He Bao'er, I think this title can still be had!" ”

He Bao'er? Brother also? Brother He Bao'er?

Huan felt goosebumps fall to the ground when he thought about it, and shook his head violently, "You think it's a dream of Red Mansions, Brother Bao and Sister Bao!" ”

"Xu Bao'er, you are very remarkable, you have read the Dream of Red Mansions at such a young age, my father said that the Dream of Red Mansions is a good book, you can read it for a lifetime!" He Chongjiu took a few more steps forward with his knife.

Seeing that it was only one step away from the plum blossom pile that Duan Huan was standing on, He Chongjiu was carrying a knife and shouting Xu Bao'er, and he was also paralyzed and said Dream of Red Mansions.

The shape of this knife is very social, the Dream of Red Mansions in his mouth is very civilized, and with a paralyzed face, it doesn't feel too contradictory.

Duan Huan didn't speak again, but according to He Chongjiu's method, he lowered the center of gravity of his left leg and his entire body, and then slashed down with his right leg.

Powerful! The center of gravity is secure!

"Brother Bao'er, you are really an expert!" Xu Qianhuan gave He Chongjiu a thumbs up in a narrow tone.

He Chongjiu really accepted it with peace of mind, as if he didn't feel the urgency and teasing in Duan Huan's tone at all, and he still had a paralyzed face.

Enjoy: ......

It's such a thing as fighting and shaking, it must be like Jinshi saying cross talk, one teases and one praises to sing.

Like He Chongjiu, who is paralyzed, he responds to all changes with the same, and there is nowhere to use these little cleverness.

So Wan Huan also got bored, so he gave up fighting with He Chongjiu, and instead practiced his fists seriously.

He Chongjiu watched it from head to toe, watching the movements of Duan Huan flow smoothly, and the sense of strength and beauty existed, and he felt that this set of fist and foot kung fu that he learned from Duan Huan was very exquisite.

He is different from his brother, he has loved martial arts since he was a child, and he started to strengthen his body and improve his weak spirit.

Later, after I really liked martial arts, I still saw a lot of kung fu.

But he had never seen this set of punches and feet, but it was like an ancient martial art.

Martial arts have been inherited from family since ancient times, or learned by teachers and apprentices, so in the process of inheritance, it will be passed down from generation to generation, and it will definitely be incomplete.

A lot of kung fu nowadays is either a trick with moves but no power, or a barbaric martial art with big moves and thick moves.

In short, it is impossible to balance aesthetics and mechanics.

The set of punches and kicks he practiced just now was far better than the effect of the combination of strength and beauty that he had imagined before, and it could indeed be called exquisite.

I don't know what He Chongjiu was thinking when he killed the sheep, and if he knew, he would definitely shrug his shoulders and express helplessness.

Martial arts cheats must be compiled into a book after kung fu is mature and perfected, and then left for future generations.

The original taste of this original version, and the high understanding of enjoying it still needs to be pondered repeatedly, and it cannot be achieved overnight.

How can it be compared to the kind of modern martial arts that lacks arms and legs?

As a child who grew up in the capital, He Facial Paralysis killed a sheep as if he was playing, and soon completed the molting and decomposition of the sheep.

At first glance, He is a male classmate with a story.

looked at his cold face and the sharp knife that flowed smoothly, so that he made up a movie in his mind:

Elite surgeons wear white coats and hold scalpels during the day and operate on the operating table.

At night, he changed into a black night suit and used his scalpel to eliminate violence and peace and harm for the people.

If anyone is a scourge, he will not be blind when he wears gloves, and he will open his stomach when he goes up.

"Poof-" The plot of Huanhuan's imagination, and then put on He Chong's nine-faced paralyzed face plus, really shouldn't it be too appropriate, okay?

He Chongjiu was squatting on the ground at this time, he had just washed the knife, he was wiping the knife with a handkerchief, listening to Duan Huan's laughter, and raised his head to look at Duan Huan.

This action, this cold face, this look, plus the plot just made up by the brain, I couldn't help but shudder.

He Chongjiu shivered when he looked at Duan Huan, took his new towel from the clothesline in the yard and handed it to Duan Huan.

"Wipe your sweat first and don't catch a cold, you can't take a shower yet, you can only wash it after the body completely dissipates heat!"

Wan Huan took the clean and brand new towel, a little flattered.

People like Duan Huan, who are not considered cleanliness, mind others using their own washing tools.

What's more, people like He Chongjiu, looking at his style of doing things, most of them have paranoid obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However, Duan Huan still used He Chongjiu's new towel, after all, it was a good intention.

Anyway, Grandpa Xu was in the friendship store before, stockpiling a lot of daily necessities, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and towels, and he would return a new one after a while.

At this time, Grandpa Xu shouted in the kitchen, "If the matter is not finished, clean it up quickly, and the meal will start in two minutes!" ”

He Chongjiu carried a knife into the stove room, washed the towel and dried it, He Chongyang came out of the side room, washed his hands and entered the stove room.

Seeing that the small stove room was already crowded with three people, she found a tablecloth to wipe the table, and then just waited for dinner.

Because of the guests, Grandpa Xu's original plan for steamed steamed buns was not enough, so he rolled noodles with noodles, and the noodles were pea (pea mixed sauce).

The steamed buns were all steamed, and seven or eight salted eggs were boiled.

The two brothers of the He family didn't expect the food of the Xu family to be so good, the noodles and steamed buns are white noodles, and the eggs are a big bowl when boiled, which is better than those in the compound.