At midnight Dillon picks up a new guest from the airport.

Lin Shufan, about 1.7 meters tall, looks burly and strong, with broad shoulders and bright eyes, is 82 years old this year, and his age sounds old, only about 70 years old at first glance.

Because Lin Shufan is Lin Jiangmeng's father, Zhang Jing didn't sleep and has been waiting for him.

Normally, older people pay attention to etiquette, and if they don't show up as a farmer, they will be seen as not paying attention to the guests and disrespecting them.

"Uncle Yue," Xu Zehong stepped forward to greet the old man, "It's been a hard journey."

Looking at Xu Zehong, Lin Shufan's eyes became soft.

Because of his love of martial arts, he takes little care of his wife and daughter, but is a son-in-law, and he pays a lot to the family, especially to take care of his children, which his father can't catch up.

Patting Xu Zehong on the shoulder, Lin Shufan looked at his daughter Lin Jiangmeng, "Mengmeng, dad is here."

Lin Jiangmeng was originally a serious aunt, but at this moment, she actually showed her little daughter's expression, and deliberately turned her head away from looking at her old father.

Xu Zehong, as an intermediary, knew that the father and daughter needed more time to reconcile, so he pointed to Zhang Jing and introduced, "Uncle Yue, this is the Kanfen farmer, Mr. Zhang Jingzhang, and I am also my employer and Mengmeng, because of his care, it is much easier for me and Mengmeng to make money now, it is easier to take medicine, and Mengmeng's health is getting better and better."

Thinking that Lin Shufan was arrogant, he didn't expect the old man to clench his fists with both hands and bow deeply to Zhang Jing, "I can't repay it, I am deeply grateful!"

Zhang Jing hurriedly saluted, "Mr. Lin is polite, I need to rely on Professor Xu and Aunt Lin."

There is no bloody plot, everyone is very polite.

Because of the long-distance fatigue of the plane, Xu Zehong took Lin Shufan to rest, and Zhang Jing also wanted to sleep, so he spent the night in the collective dormitory.

After a night of silence, Lin Shufan took the initiative to find Zhang Jing early the next morning, "Mr. Zhang, where is my student?"

It can be seen that Lin Shufan wants to stay on the farm and seems to be actively struggling.

Looking left and right at the door of the dormitory, Zhang Jing found Matim among a group of children.

About 10 children go to school on the farm, including Mike's children, Dillon's children, Barbie's children, the dragon-phoenix Yunique and Matim, and the Egyptian sister Zainab.

There are also two cowboys who are single with children.

"Martim," Zhang Jing beckoned to the 14-year-old boy after New Year's Day, "Come here."

"Good morning, brother." Martim greets.

Zhang Jing stretched out his hand to rub Matim's hair and introduced to Lin Shufan, "It's this kid, his name is Matim, he wants to be a boxer, I don't want him to be beaten to death, so I want him to learn Chinese art to protect himself."

Lin Shufan looked at Matim, brown hair, a little naturally curly, short hair, hairstyle like a large mushroom buttoned on his head, and there were more freckles on his face.

Living to be over eighty years old, this is the first time he has taught foreign children, and he is a little unaccustomed.

"My apprentice is very strict and has a lot of rules," Lin Shufan looked at Zhang Jing, "And I can't speak English, so I will inevitably use sticks to educate, is there a problem?"

Zhang Jing frowned, he was worried that Eastern and Western cultures would collide and cause trouble, and if there were injuries on Matim's body, the school teacher might call the police.

With a lot of thoughts in his heart, Zhang Jing reminded Lin Shufan, "You can't leave scars on the child's body, otherwise the police will come to the door."

Lin Shufan disagreed, "It's easy, I won't hurt anyone if I hit someone, but it will hurt."

Zhang Jingyu stopped, he didn't mean this, it was better not to fight.

Looking at Matim, Zhang Jing introduced, "This is the boxing teacher I invited you from the East, he doesn't speak English, he is very strict in teaching students, there are many rules, if you do something wrong, he will use his fists to educate you."

Matim didn't expect the old man in front of him to be so fierce, and asked tentatively, "Is he powerful?" What belts have you ever taken?"

Zhang Jing didn't know Lin Shufan either, it was entirely because he believed in Xu Zehong that he spent money to find an intermediary, buy a plane ticket, and invite him to Kanfen Farm.

"Matim wants to see what you're capable of," Zhang Jing translated.

Lin Shufan looked left and right, but did not find a suitable target, and asked Zhang Jing, "Can you bring a bull over?"

There are two bulls on the farm, each worth more than 700,000 meters, Zhang Jing thought that Lin Shufan wanted to compete with the bull, and waved his hand to Mirika not far away, "Lead a bull over."

The dormitory was less than a hundred meters from the cowshed, and Mirika and a cowboy soon brought in a bull.

It was an Angus bull, weighing about 2 tons, covered in muscle bumps, long and strong, with a male wrap that looked bigger than a water bladder and a smell of male hormones.

Lin Shufan didn't expect the farm bull to be so strong, a third larger than the bull he had seen in the past, but he couldn't show his hands for the first time, so he took the initiative to walk towards the bull wearing a copper nose ring and spewing steam.

"Smack!"

Lin Shufan pulled his hands heavily, and the bull's nose ring was removed.

The cowboy was startled and immediately stopped Lin Shufan, "This will make it crazy!"

The average bull is castrated soon after birth, first, the meat quality is better, and the second is the more docile personality, while the bull without castration will be very violent when he becomes an adult.

As expected, coupled with Lin Shufan's deliberate provocation, the bull became manic, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations, the two-ton bull rushed towards Lin Shufan with four hooves.

There was a scream all around.

Lin Shufan not only did not dodge, but ran to meet the bull head-on, and in the next second, one person and one bull collided together.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Lin Shufan stood still in place; Look at the bull again, not only was its momentum stopped, but it also sat on the ground with its ass, as if it was not hitting a person, but a copper wall!

The bull opened his eyes and looked confused, and the onlookers also had a confused expression.

Zhang Jing was too, surprised and couldn't close his mouth.

"My father-in-law practiced hard-core kung fu iron cloth shirts, and his attacks were very heavy and heavy, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, and this is the first time I've seen it." Xu Zehong walked up to Zhang Jing and explained.

Martim had watched the Bruce Lee movie, and before everyone reacted, he rushed to Lin Shufan with an arrow and knelt down with a plop, "Master is above, please accept three bows from the disciple!"

Brush brush, knock three times in a row, with a pious expression.

Citi people don't know how to be subtle, Matim knelt down to call the master, and some cowboys also rushed to kneel in front of Lin Shufan, begging him to accept apprentices.

Even Mirika, who has always been more introverted, actually knelt in front of Lin Shufan and wanted to learn kung fu.

Veterinarian Ruth also went to join in the fun.

Lin Shufan's task was to teach only Matim, and he knelt down in a row in front of him, so he could only ask Zhang Jing for help, "Mr. Zhang, what should I do?

"You pick two talented ones," Zhang Jing is willing to be an adult, "I study in my spare time, and I can't delay my work."

Lin Shufan is 82 years old this year, he has been practicing hembusgang fir since he was 5 years old, and he still has eyesight after practicing martial arts for many years, and he quickly picked out Mirika in the crowd, and Yunik, who is standing not far away and has no interest in practicing martial arts!

"These two girls have good physique and perseverance, and Matim is a little bit close," Lin Shufan introduced, "It's just that it's a little late to learn martial arts now, and you can learn as much as you can, and others can't."

"What about me?" Zhang Jing was also interested, "Is it a rare martial arts wizard in 10,000 years?"

"Mr. Zhang," eighty-two-year-old Lin Shufan said seriously, "your body has been hollowed out, far inferior to these three children."

Zhang Jing is a black line group, Lin Shufan doesn't know that he will be expelled if he tells the truth?