As Master Li's own son, of course, he is also the eldest disciple of the other party, and Fang Lang can only be second, according to the seniority, Fang Lang must be called Li Xiangang Senior Brother.

Fang Lang is very accustomed to this kind of generational thing, in his previous life, he was in his thirties and had a little uncle who was less than eighteen years old!

Therefore, seeing Li Xiangang, Fang Lang arched his hand to Li Xiangang very politely and said:

"Senior brother, long time no see."

The two saluted each other, and Li Xiangang said to the young people squatting in the courtyard:

"The time of two incense sticks, no one is allowed to be lazy, one person is lazy, all stand for one more incense stick, He Yuankui, you are responsible for supervision."

A big, stocky-looking boy in the team shouted.

Everyone looked pained, but they didn't dare to make any moves.

After explaining the children who were practicing, Li Xiangang turned his head to Fang Lang and said:

"Senior brother, I'll take you to see your father, my sister came back yesterday, and my mother said that she would let you eat at home!

My dad said that you are busy, and you will come over when you are free, but I didn't expect you to come over early this morning. ”

Fang Lang smiled, pointed at his grandfather and said:

"I made an appointment with the old man last night, since I went home, I must come to meet the master, and by the way, I will see if I can let the master officially teach me to practice Bajiquan."

After speaking, he pointed to the teenagers who were practicing martial arts in the courtyard and said:

"Where did these little guys come from?"

Li Xiangang didn't have much contact with Fang Lang, but he also knew that his junior brother was his own life-saving benefactor.

Whether in Brazil or in the United States, it is a rare big shot.

Therefore, when Li Xiangang faced Fang Lang, it was difficult for him to pick up the shelf of the senior brother, but he revealed a trace of respect.

Hearing Fang Lang's words, while leading the way in front and walking to the backyard, he said to Fang Lang:

"That's all, the Chinese children in the village, everyone takes advantage of the school holiday to come to the gym to practice.

Most of them were brought over by the old men in the family, and they were reluctant at first, but now they are a little resigned. ”

Hearing this, Fang Lang laughed:

"These little cubs, it's time to find a place for them to take care of them, and now it's good to practice martial arts in the martial arts hall to keep fit.

Otherwise, if you play crazy outside, you don't know how much trouble you will get into.

These people are still taught!

In the future, we are going to let Bajiquan enter our Chinese school, and every Chinese child can take this course. ”

"After teaching, although these little guys are a little naughty, their physical fitness is still very good.

All of them are very strong, and there should be two good hands in them. ”

"Oh! It's rare to have two good hands. ”

When the old man walking beside Fang Lang heard this, he also smiled and said:

"Now everyone's life is better, the family is full of milk, beef and mutton can be made, can the physical fitness be bad?

Strong! I tell you, you don't look at them as small, just relax the requirements for them.

Two good hands can't do it, you have to train both of them. ”

Hearing this, Li Xiangang looked a little embarrassed, and Fang Lang said helplessly beside him:

"Grandpa, practicing kung fu also has to pay attention to talent, not everyone is suitable for practicing kung fu, and not everyone is suitable for practicing bajiquan.

If they are forced to practice, they may not be able to become famous.

When the time comes, when the masters of other sects come to open the hall and teach apprentices, some people have no talent in the eighth level boxing, and other kung fu can be successful!

It can always make us Chinese have a good physical fitness, and we will no longer be bullied easily. ”

When the old man heard this, he also knew that he couldn't force it, so he could only nod.

Everyone crossed the first courtyard, came to the second courtyard, bypassed a shadow wall, and saw that the middle of the courtyard of the second courtyard was also a martial arts training ground, and the space was about the same size as the courtyard in front.

At this time, there were fifty or sixty young people in the middle of the field, practicing the Bajiquan routine step by step, and it was Li Yunze who was standing at the front and watching.

Li Yun saw the few people who came in at a glance, and nodded at the old man with a smile.

The old man also smiled and nodded, obviously the two were already very familiar.

Fang Lang's eyes were on the master, but he felt tight, as if he was being targeted, and he wanted to teach himself a lesson.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

But Fang Lang still licked his face and smiled at Li Yun.

The master didn't say much, just shook his head at the back, and motioned for Li Xiangang to take everyone to the backyard to sit first.

Li Xiangang didn't say anything, just led everyone around the corridor and walked to the backyard.

Originally, according to the rules of large households, the backyard could not be entered and exited casually.

But now Master Li's family is based on the martial arts hall, the first two courtyards are where the disciples practice martial arts, and the backyard is where their family lives.

Coupled with the relationship between Fang Lang and the master, when he visited his home, he naturally wanted to welcome him into the backyard.

Fang Lang glanced at the young people in this courtyard, obviously they were not the children who grew up in their overseas Chinese village. And, it seemed that he had some martial arts foundation, and asked Li Xiangang beside him:

"How come there are so many apprentices so quickly?"

"Oh! These are all sent by the immigration company, saying that they are Bajiquan instructors trained for Chinese schools, and they are all young people who have just immigrated over, and they all have some martial arts foundation.

Now my father mainly teaches everyone the routines and power skills of Bajiquan, and then organizes everyone to practice. Familiarize yourself with the actual fighting style of Bajiquan as soon as possible.

After the opening of the Chinese children's school, it will be arranged to teach in the following schools. ”

Li Xiangang explained in Fang Lang's ear in a low voice.

Hearing this, Fang Lang nodded and said to this senior brother:

"I see that there are only fifty or sixty people here, how long will it take for these people to get the corresponding coaching qualifications!

Many of our schools seem to have already opened, so will the time be too rushed? ”

Li Xiangang's expression froze when he asked this, and it was obvious that he was not aware of his father's certification standards for these coaches.

can only be a little embarrassed:

"You might have to ask my father about this, he didn't tell me that."

The three of them said that they had come to the hall opposite the second courtyard, the space of the hall was very large, and in the middle hung a portrait of an old man wearing a small round hat and a long beard.

Fang Lang also saw this portrait for the first time, and couldn't help but be stunned, fortunately, Li Xiangang knew that although he said that he was his junior brother, he had not officially started to study with his father, and he definitely didn't know much about Bajiquan.

Smiled and said:

"This is the ancestor of our Bajiquan, named Wu Zhong."

Fang Lang coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, after all, now he is nominally one of the heirs of Bajiquan, but he didn't expect that he didn't even know his ancestor, and it would make people laugh when he said it, so he hurriedly looked at it seriously.

Even the old man turned his face a little embarrassed, not daring to look at the person on the portrait, for fear that the other party would jump out of the portrait and tear apart his grandson, a deceitful and ancestor destroyer.

Everyone did not stop through the hall and walked into the backyard, which is not small, but it is significantly smaller than the first two courtyards.

After bypassing the shadow wall, it is not the same as before, it is a martial arts training ground.

Instead, a lot of green plants are planted, which looks lush and green, and there is a rockery against the shadow wall, which looks quite a feeling of a Jiangnan garden step by step.

As soon as he walked out of the shadow wall, Li Xiangang had already shouted inside.

"Mom! Old Man Fang and Senior Brother Fang are here! ”

Soon three figures came out of the hall behind them, and one of them, a middle-aged woman, quickly stepped forward and greeted the three warmly:

"Oops! The old man is here, come in, come in and sit.

And the waves, too, come in, come in.

Yumei go and pour tea for the old man and your senior brother. ”

The old man obviously often came to the master's backyard to visit the door, and waved his hand at Master Fang Lang and said:

"Sister-in-law of the Li family, don't be busy, everyone is a neighbor, I'm a villain who comes almost every day, but I can't afford to greet you like this every day.

These are your two daughters! It's really handsome. ”

Fang Lang also screamed when he saw the stitches:

"Master!"

When Master Fang Lang heard the old man's words, she reacted, and hurriedly stopped the two sisters and said to Old Man Li:

"Oops! Look at my brain, Yumei, Yulan, come and meet your brother's grandfather.

Old Man Fang, your father and I are here thanks to Old Man Fang for taking care of you. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the two daughters in front of the old man, pointed at the two of them, and introduced them to the old man Fang respectively:

"This is my sister Li Yumei, this is my sister Li Yulan. Call Grandpa! ”

The two sisters were very obedient and whispered to Old Man Fang, "Grandpa." ”

The old man obviously liked the beautiful twins very much, and his face was like a flower.

laughed and laughed:

"Hahaha...... Good, good, good, all good.

Come on, come on, this is a red envelope that grandpa gave you, come and take one per person. ”

Taking advantage of the sisters and the old man's greetings, the master also nodded at Fang Lang with a smile and said:

"Hmmm! Come in and sit! ”

It was like saying hello to Fang Lang.

Turning his head to see the red envelope that the old man took out, he said to the two sisters with a smile:

"Thank you Grandpa yet!"

Knowing that this was the red envelope that the mother agreed to the old man under the two of them, the two sisters thanked them repeatedly, and while taking the red envelope handed over by the old man, they said to the old man:

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Fang Lang also stepped forward and handed the gift in his hand to Shi Niang and said:

"Master, this is some small gifts I brought back from Natal, they are all some food, and I will give you and the master a taste."

Shi Niang took it with a smile on her face, and she was not polite to Fang Lang at all.

"Okay, good, good, Lang'er has a heart, and the master is not polite to you.

Come in and sit. ”

As he spoke, he welcomed the old man and Fang Lang into the hall in the backyard and sat down.

The Li family sisters quickly served tea to Fang Lang and the old man, and everyone chatted for a while about the study situation of the two sisters of the Fang family, and the master Li Yunze walked in.

Fang Lang hurriedly got up and saluted:

"Master!"

Li Yun smiled at Fang Lang and nodded "um", and Fang Lang, who thought he was going to be taught a lesson, breathed a sigh of relief.

The master had already started talking with the old man, and after chatting for a few words, the old man pointed to Fang Lang and said:

"Master Li, you have real kung fu, my eldest grandson, although he has worshipped you as a teacher, but he has never really learned from you, this time it is rare for him to have the opportunity to come back to visit relatives.

I sent him here early in the morning, and you should take this opportunity to teach him well.

This kid is a soldier and fights, and if he has a good skill, I can rest assured. ”

Li Yun smiled and said to the old man:

"Old man, please rest assured, I also have this intention, although this kid worships me as a teacher, but he hasn't learned from me for a day, if he goes outside that day and fights with people, he is defeated, and I have no place to put my old face."