I thought about it, scratched my ears and cheeks, pinched my throat and said, "Is it possible to live forever like this?" ”

"I can't."

I waved my hand, "That's not learning, it's not learning." ”

Grandpa squeezed his sandbag-sized fist and shook it at me, "Good grandson, you can't learn!" ”

I nodded in fear, "Learn, learn!" ”

"Grandson, you have to practice this set of general boxing well, and it is a baby who can live in troubled times!"

"Okay, okay, I got it!" memorized the mantra of luck and followed his grandfather to fight randomly. After a few blows on the buttocks, under his strict supervision, he finally got familiar with the boxing fight, and this practice was a day.

After dinner, Grandpa packed his bags and carried a travel bag

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