"Master Yan, you stay in my Baozhilin first. Rest for the night and grab a bite to eat. When we compete tomorrow, I know that Master Yan is arrogant, but I, Huang Feihong, don't want to take advantage of others. Master Yan, your physical condition is not right, and you are not the strongest. I, Huang Feihong, will wait for you to rest, and then we will fight. ”

Bao Zhilin, Huang Feihong put his hands behind his back, looked at Yan Zhendong sincerely and said.

Yan Zhendong didn't want to stay, let alone eat what Huang Feihong gave. It's not that he's pretentious, because if that's it, he'll feel insulted. But hearing Huang Feihong's words, Yan Zhendong couldn't refuse no matter what. The other party is so sincere, if he refuses again, he will be a little ignorant.

Sighing, Yan Zhendong clenched his fists: "Master Huang, I Yan Zhendong obeys you." ”

"Hahaha, I also admire your kung fu Huang Feihong. Master Yan, this is your room, I will have someone bring food over in a while, so you can have a good rest. ”

Huang Feihong saw that Yan Zhendong was finally no longer entangled, and he also breathed a sigh of relief and said happily. Brought Yan Zhendong to the guest room, and with a few polite words, Huang Feihong left here. After all, Aunt Thirteen still has to arrange.

"Feihong, isn't he your opponent? How did you bring him back? Really, what if he sneaks up on you. ”

The confrontation between Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong has long been seen by Aunt Thirteen. But she didn't know martial arts, and she didn't know the specific situation, so she never came close. Now that she has returned to Bao Zhilin, Aunt Thirteen suddenly couldn't help it and asked directly.

Huang Feihong regained the initiative in both hands, and the sense of security in his heart suddenly returned. Came to the thirteenth aunt with his hands behind his back, smiled slightly, and looked confident: "Master Yan is a first-class master, and he will definitely not do that kind of villain behavior." Aunt Thirteen, you are also tired, I will ask someone to cook you something to eat, and then take a bath and rest. ”

The thirteenth aunt's beautiful eyes flipped and looked at Huang Feihong, who was suddenly confident, only to feel that the other party's figure was extremely tall, and the smile on his handsome face gave people a very warm and safe feeling. couldn't help blushing, pursed her red lips and nodded gently: "I'll leave it to you, Feihong." ”

"Well, we'll renew it tomorrow. Thirteenth aunt, I'm going to go back and study martial arts. ”

"Hey, you idiot, don't you pretend to be stupid."

When Huang Feihong walked out, the thirteenth aunt stomped her feet and came back to her senses, and said with some annoyance.

She suddenly discovered that Huang Feihong, who pretended to be stupid and took advantage of herself during the day, was more cute than Huang Feihong, who was such a righteous gentleman and dull and polite.

"Damn, don't you want to run." The thirteenth aunt looked at Huang Feihong's back angrily and muttered in her mouth. I have been taken advantage of, and I have to marry Huang Feihong if I say anything.

Yan Zhendong sat on the chair, looking at the warm room with complicated eyes, looking at the extremely soft bed, the soft new bedding on the bed, and his heart was very tormented.

They are all martial artists, why is the difference so big?

He wanted to ask for a martial arts hall but couldn't get it, and Huang Feihong was born without saying brocade clothes and food, but he didn't worry about food and clothing. At a young age, he shocked Foshan and became famous in the earth. And he, cultivating hard, never had enough snacks and clothing, in order to find medicinal materials for cultivation for himself, as well as to allow himself to have enough nutrition. My father often went into the mountains to collect medicine, hunt, and even died because of this.

Finally, after decades of suffering and hard work, I finally achieved something.

The eldest has never even touched a woman's hand at his age, Yan Zhendong is so strict with himself and suffers, but he does not act as a thug or take care of a home. In order to get ahead, in order to have a piece of home.

He does not seek to become a military general of the imperial court, even if he has a martial arts hall, accepts a few disciples, marries a daughter-in-law, gives birth to a few children, and inherits his family's iron cloth shirt.

All of this is just that I don't want my father's desire to go unfulfilled.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, he is still a loser at a great age.

No matter how good the martial arts are?

It can't withstand the musket cannons.

No matter how high the martial virtue is? You can't stop money and you can't stand hunger.

Yan Zhendong came to Foshan, and what he read and heard made him even more hurt. Just when I could barely bear it and suspected that it was useless for me to learn martial arts, I met Huang Feihong.

In an instant, he understood. If you can defeat Huang Feihong, then you will have a foothold in Foshan. The reputation spreads, and the martial arts hall will definitely be opened. When the time comes, with disciples, money, and power, you will be able to fulfill your father's expectations.

even married a wife and had children, and strengthened the family.

The lights were beating, and a few moths were flying around the lights in a desperate way. Yan Zhendong looked around with a sloppy gaze, sitting on a chair, a little restrained.

Squeak!!

The wooden door was pushed open, and Yan Zhendong came back to his senses. Before he could turn his head to look, he couldn't help but swallow his tongue and squirm a few times in his throat.

"Master Yan, the master said that your cultivation of horizontal kung fu consumes a lot of money, so let's prepare a little more. I don't know if it's enough, if it's not enough, Master Yan said directly, there is still a kitchen. ”

A little maid walked in with a tray, and before the person approached, the sound was as soft and pleasant as flowing water, flowing in Yan Zhendong's heart. It danced in his heart like chicken feathers, which made Yan Zhendong's heart itch, and his originally dark face suddenly became a little black and red.

Under the light, the little maid smiled at the cloth dishes, and explained the name of the dish while distributing the dishes.

Yan Zhendong looked ahead in a daze, and he didn't know whether to look at the big fish and meat, or at the little maid in front of him.

It's just that he, who has never read a book, suddenly remembered a sentence that he didn't know where he heard it: look at the beauty under the lamp......

Inexplicably, Yan Zhendong understood the meaning of these words.

It's a pity that the little maid still left. Yan Zhendong came back to his senses abruptly, a little lost.

He didn't even say a word......

Yan Zhendong ate the meal in a complicated way, roast duck and roast chicken, a few cold dishes, and a pot of wine. His emaciated body actually ate it cleanly. Hiccuping, when I saw the little girl come over to clean up the table, those big beautiful eyes that were shocked. Yan Zhendong's swarthy old face became extremely black and red again, and he stood on the side of the bed uneasily and stammered and explained: "I, I was born to eat a lot......"

The honest appearance made the little maid couldn't help but sneer, and walked out with an empty bowl and an empty plate. Yan Zhendong was distressed that his mouth was stupid, but he found that the little maid was back again, holding a basin of hot water, Yan Zhendong's throat squirmed, and his heart became hot.

He heard that when guests came from large families, they usually let the maids sleep with them.

Well, at the very least, I will also let the maid wait for a bath, and again, I will also serve to wash my feet......

Yan Zhendong felt that the soles of his feet were a little itchy, and then his whole body was itching, and then even his bones were itching, and the blood flow up and down his body accelerated, and he didn't know how many times he had been beaten, and the thing that had become like an iron rod also raised his head strongly.

"Master Yan, wash your feet, if you want to take a bath, there is cold water in the yard, right next to the well. Master Huang said that those who practice martial arts are good for taking a cold shower, and I think you should be like this. ”

The little maid put down the basin, clapped her hands and said with a smile on her face, then turned around and ran away.

The corners of Yan Zhendong's mouth twitched, and he looked down at the dirty appearance of his body in disdain, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

Kicking off his shoes, a foul smell came, and Yan Zhendong frowned.

A little glad that the little girl ran away, because he suddenly remembered that he didn't know how many years he hadn't taken a bath.