Time soon came to eighty-three years, Yicheng is about to usher in the college entrance examination, and the top two have also entered junior high school, but unfortunately they are struggling in their studies.

After Qiao Zuwang entrusted Wei Shufen to help find someone to prepare to give his daughter away, Yicheng discussed it with his younger brothers and sisters again and again, and decided to let Sanli and Simei move to Wang Chong's medical hall to live.

Qiqi is getting older, and he no longer lives with Ma Suqin, but moved back to Lao Qiao's house last year, and lives with Yicheng and Erqiang, but the three meals of the brothers and sisters are still the same in Wang Chong's house.

Ma Suqin is now also the cashier at the front desk of the hospital, the work of a nurse, and she has always been responsible for cooking and cleaning at home, and Wang Chong's salary has risen to 50 yuan every month.

Although Qiqi is gone, Ma Suqin still has not moved out of Wang Chong's house.

I still remember the first night when Qiqi moved away, looking at the graceful figure under the lights, Wang Zhongzhong was moved.

I have been in the copy world for so many years, and I have been holding back for so many years, especially the current physical body, which is in my teens and twenties, and after getting along for several years, although the relationship between the two has not yet broken through the last layer of window paper, they have long been tacit with each other.

Go to the courtyard first, close the courtyard door, and plug in the door bolt.

Wang Chongcai walked back into the house and looked at Ma Suqin's door, but did not go in directly, but turned his head and entered the study next to him, which is also Wang Chong's bedroom.

In the room, Ma Suqin sat at the head of the bed, holding a rod needle in her hand, and a small dustpan next to her, in which were a few cotton thread balls and a few rod needles.

The rod needle shuttled a few times, but Ma Suqin's eyes looked at the position of the door, her ears were pricked up, listening to the footsteps outside the door, and her heart also rose and fell.

From far to near, but also from near to far.

Ma Suqin's mood also changed, expectation, nervousness, shyness, entanglement, and until now she is lost.

He's, doesn't like himself!

Is it disgusting that he has been divorced, is it the body of a broken flower and a willow?

Thinking of this, Ma Suqin's gaze couldn't help but become a little darker, her mind was confused, and the rod needle in her palm was not as good as before.

Hiss!

Ma Suqin gasped, and the rod needle poked her finger, but fortunately, the end of the rod needle was not as sharp as the embroidery needle, only a little pain, and the skin and flesh were not punctured.

Looking down at the side of the finger that was poked out, Ma Suqin's hand stopped, and her heart was even more annoyed and entangled.

Listening to the sound of the door opening and closing outside, Ma Suqin's heart was like overturning the spice jar, and all of a sudden she had mixed tastes.

After struggling for a long time, Ma Suqin put the rod needle in her hand into the dustpan, got up and opened the door, and walked straight out, when she arrived at the door of the study, she suddenly stopped, the door of the study was only hidden, and through the transparent glass on the door, she could see the figure sitting upright in front of the desk, writing hard.

The silver teeth bit slightly, Ma Suqin resisted the idea of rushing into the room, turned her head, and just saw the kettle and cup on the long table against the wall, and suddenly came up with an idea.

Walked to the long table, got a glass of water, mixed some cool boiled, the water temperature is almost the same, you can drink it directly.

….

Ma Suqin took the water, returned to the door of the study, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

When Ma Suqin pushed the door open, Wang Chong had already put down his pen and turned to look at himself.

"Sister Suqin!" Wang Zhong smiled and greeted Ma Suqin.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Ma Suqin walked into the desk and handed the white enamel teapot in her hand to Wang Chong, "Drink some water."

There is a deep and overflowing concern between the words.

"Can't sleep!" Wang Zhong shook his head, avoiding Ma Suqin's gaze, his gaze a little evasive.

"Can't sleep?" Ma Suqin immediately frowned, and naturally noticed Wang Chong's dodging gaze just now: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Wang Chong hurriedly shook his head: "Nothing happened, it's in my heart

It's a bit of a mess."

Looking at Wang Chong's reaction, Ma Suqin's heart couldn't help but ripple in the depths of the lake.

After getting along for several years, how could the relationship between the two be the same as a few years ago, without the slightest progress.

Not to mention that before moving to Wang Chong's house, because of the series of events at that time, although Ma Suqin did not have a secret promise for Wang Chong at that time, she had already given birth to some signs.

If you get along day and night for a few years, you can't capture Ma Suqin's heart, then Wang Chong's experience of three copies can be said to be a day job.

There is a good saying, excellent men, do not deliberately pursue women, because there will always be women around you.

The only thing that stands between Wang Chong and Ma Suqin is not the age gap between the two, but Ma Suqin's inferiority complex after divorce.

Looking at Wang Chong's somewhat evasive eyes, looking at Wang Chong's shyness with points, Ma Suqin's heart could no longer remain calm.

"Yes······ Yes······ Because of me?" Ma Suqin didn't know how she said such a shameful thing, as soon as the words came out, she felt that her mind was blank, and her cheeks quickly warmed up, becoming hot and red.

A pair of beautiful eyes, but looking at Wang Zhong with expectation.

But when Wang Chong turned his head to look at her again, Ma Suqin didn't know whether to be ashamed or what, she only felt that Wang Chong's eyes were particularly hot, as if she was going to eat Hulun.

"Sister Suqin, I ······" Wang Chong's breathing paused for a moment, and then immediately became rapid, and his face became a little more discouraged.

"Is it because of me?" Ma Suqin didn't know what was wrong with her, she was obviously psychologically nervous and entangled to death, feeling that she was a divorced woman, and she was already a broken flower and a willow, and she was not worthy of such an excellent man as Wang Chong.

But the demon sent the god forward and asked this.

Originally, there were still some entanglements, shyness and inferiority, but as these words came out, Ma Suqin simply turned her heart sideways, clasped her teeth, and looked directly at Wang Zhong with burning eyes.

In Ma Suqin's ardent anticipation, the two looked at each other for a long time, and Wang Chong finally nodded.

A smile suddenly appeared on Ma Suqin's pretty face, the corners of her grin rose to both sides, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy and excitement.

Xu was subconscious, Ma Suqin happily stepped forward, bent down and opened her arms, hugged Wang Chong who was sitting on the stool, her chin rested on Wang Chong's shoulder, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist at some point, and she cried and laughed: "I know! I knew it!"

….

Listening to Ma Suqin's sincere words in his ears, Wang Zhong pulled Ma Suqin's hand, turned sideways slightly, pulled and hugged both hands, and already held Ma Suqin in his arms and sat on his lap.

Holding Ma Suqin's slender waist with one hand, and grabbing Ma Suqin's hand with the other, looking at Ma Suqin's eyes, Wang Chong's magnetic and rich voice sounded.

"So, what about you, Sister Suqin?"

"What do you mean?"

Ma Suqin was stunned by Wang Chong's sudden attack, her mind was blank, and she didn't hear what Wang Chong said at all.

"Huh?"

was asked by Wang Chong like this, Ma Suqin woke up from her stunned and came back to her senses, a little stupid and at a loss.

But Wang Chong didn't even say a word, and leaned over directly to speak.

The lips touched, Ma Suqin's eyes widened subconsciously, looking at Wang Chong's face who was close to Chi Qi, her mind fell blank again, and the first thing she thought of was not to push Wang Chong away, but to close her eyes tightly.

Before Ma Suqin could open her eyes, her teeth had already been knocked open, and in shock, Ma Suqin's hands had already wrapped around Wang Chong's neck at some point.

As the so-called love does not know where it starts, it goes deep.

Just as she was forgetting, Ma Suqin only felt that she was being stopped and hugged by her waist, and Wang Zhong also left from Ma Suqin's red lips in time.

"Sister Su Qin, it's not early, let's go back to your room!"

Shameful blush instantly

It was crawling all over Ma Suqin's cheeks, but instead of letting go, the hand around Wang Chong's neck became tighter and tighter.

"Hmm!" In response, like a mosquito whispering, Ma Suqin's head was buried in Wang Chong's arms, her eyes were closed, and her long, sparse eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Wang Chong's physique and strength are several times that of ordinary people at their peak, and his arms have the strength of a thousand catties, not to mention a Ma Suqin, even if there are two more, Wang Chong can easily carry him to the bed.

"Turn off the lights!" Ma Suqin pressed against Wang Chong's shoulders and said shyly, but she didn't know that at this moment, her pretty face, which was already full of red glow, fell in Wang Chong's eyes, and it was full of spring.

The fire that has been accumulated for several years once explodes, what a turbulent and majestic can be described.

Ma Suqin only felt that she had become a lonely boat on the rough sea, with the undulating waves constantly rising and falling, the waves were turbulent, one wave did not go, one wave rose again, endlessly.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Chong rarely did not get up, but Ma Suqin opened his eyes when the first ray of morning light entered the house, and he was tired of being forced, and Ma Suqin woke Wang Chong.

"What's wrong?" Wang Chong opened his hazy sleepy eyes, although he did not have two heavy dark circles under his eyes like Ma Suqin, but his expression was also tired.

"Hurry up!" Ma Suqin's tone was a little anxious: "It's dawn, and they will come over later!" What should I do if they see it?"

"If you see it, you see it! We're already like this!" Wang Chong didn't care, anyway, they would have to know about this matter sooner or later, so he simply closed his eyes again.

"It's still early, when they come over, you can say that I don't have something to do today, let Yicheng take his younger brothers and sisters to the morning exercise."

….

Wang Chongdu, who should be taught, has already taught almost, that is, some killing moves such as piercing the eye and breaking the throat have not been taught, and the rest of the simple and effective means of self-defense are now a matter of proficiency.

Yicheng They exercise every morning, run and box, mainly to strengthen their bodies, and the art of self-defense is just a concurrent practice.

It is the same whether the king goes or not.

"No!"

Ma Suqin said firmly: "I can't let them know."

"Hurry up!" Then he shoved the king again, "If you want to sleep, go back to your house and sleep!"

"Good, good!" Wang Zhong was also very helpless: "I'll get up now, I'll get up!"

Since they were all woken up by Ma Suqin, Wang Chong didn't have the heart to continue sleeping, got up and put on his clothes, stepped on slippers, and went to the courtyard to brush his teeth and wash his face, while Ma Suqin blushed and cleaned up the traces of the battle between the two last night in the house.

Sanli is okay, Simei is a self-familiar character, lively and active, who knows when she will run into the house, if you see these things, then you have to be.

The sheets were also removed by Ma Suqin, the straw mat was taken to the yard to brush, the traces were removed, and the clothes and pants naturally had to be washed, not only his own, but also Wang Chong's.

When Wang Chong was brushing his teeth and washing by the faucet, Ma Suqin also came over, looked at Wang Chong's neck for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Wang Chong asked with a bubble, his hand movements did not stop, and his words were not very clear, but fortunately, Ma Suqin heard it clearly.

"It's not you yet!" Ma Suqin glanced at Wang Zhong angrily.

Only then did Wang Chong notice that Ma Suqin's collarbones, shoulders, and neck were all kiss marks left by himself.

Wang Zhong poured saliva into his mouth, rinsed most of the bubbles in his mouth, grinned and said, "When love is strong, it is inevitable that some can't help it."

"Didn't you talk about the object, where did you learn so many strange and torturous methods?"

Thinking of last night's incident, Ma Suqin couldn't help blushing, don't look at Wang Chong's body is not as strong as Liu Dakui, but in the matter of men and women, even the three Liu Dakui can't stand up to one Wang Chong, not only is his body good, but also has many tricks.

"Of course I learned it from books."

"Anything else in the book?" Ma Suqin looked incredulous.

"You don't understand that, do you?" Wang Zhong said: "In the eyes of those literati and in the past, these are called romances."

"Huh?" Ma Suqin was a little stunned, but after seeing Wang Chong's smiling smile, she immediately understood.

But before she could do anything, she was bitten by Wang Chongba.

"I'll make more breakfast later, I exercised too much last night, so I need to eat more to replenish my strength."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Suqin immediately blushed.

In just one night and one morning, the number of times Ma Suqin blushed was just one year younger than her marriage to Liu Dakui.

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

In the alley outside the courtyard, the voices of Yicheng and their siblings were heard.

At the age of seventy-seven, he was still young, and he was left at home and taken care of by Ma Suqin.

Ran all the way to the city tower, and after a round with Xiang Nannan, Xiang North and Song Qingyuan, he ran back to the medical hall, the distance was a little farther, Yicheng and Erqiang and the Xiang family brothers and sisters who were slightly older still insisted on helping, but Sanli and Simei were a little unable to hold on.

….

Every time, Song Qingyuan took the initiative to ask Ying to stay and escort Sanli and Simei.

In the backyard of the hospital, in the open space, seven children stood in two rows.

The king stood with his hands on his shoulders and said loudly, "You are lucky today, I am in a good mood, and I will teach you a set of 36 grapplers."

"North, you come up and show you with me."

"Yes!" With the past few years of practicing martial arts with Wang Chong, coupled with the sufficient nutritional supplements at home, Xiang Beibei, who has just become an adult, has become more and more burly and strong, and Wang Chong, who is 1.83 meters tall, is a few centimeters shorter in front of him.

Among the people, the most excited belongs to Xiang Bei, especially in the past few years, with the reform and opening up, countless Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts movies have poured into the mainland, and Xiang Bei's family conditions are excellent, so they can naturally get in touch with these things as soon as possible.

For the kung fu taught by Wang Chong, he also yearns for it more and more.

After ten minutes of effort, Wang Chong taught the first three ways and let them start practicing separately.

"Simei come here!" Wang Chong asked Xiang Nannan and Sanli's two daughters to practice against each other, and called Simei over alone.

Walking to the front of the weapon rack with Simei, Wang Zhong clasped his hands around his chest and said, "Pick one you like!"

"Huh?"

Simei looked at the dazzling array of knives, guns and sticks, and the weapon rack with almost complete weapons in the eighteenth class, she was a little dazzled, stretched out her hand and pointed to the weapon rack, and then pointed to herself, and asked in disbelief, "Let me pick?"

"Which is your favorite?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.

"That ······" Simei didn't think about it, and directly pointed to the unopened sword inserted in the weapon rack: "Just the sword!"

"Good!"

Wang Zhong stepped forward and pulled out the long sword on the shelf, and casually held a sword flower, the long sword shook, and the sword body trembled, Weng Ming couldn't help it.

"Look carefully!"

Wang Chong stepped forward a few steps, walked to Simei two meters away, held the sword in his right hand, carried it behind him, and made a sword shape with the index finger of his left hand, and a set of beautiful and gorgeous sword dances were unfolded.

With just a few movements, Simei's eyes lit up.

Seeing that Wang Zhong was dressed in a white practice uniform, the long sword in his hand really turned into an extension of his arm, dancing with a sharp sword light, but also giving people an extreme sense of beauty.

The pace of his feet changes, such as Tagang Dou, his body is vigorous and flexible, comparable to a spirit monkey, and the long sword in his hand swayes in mid-air like a waterfall sword light.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons.

Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

In just five or six minutes of sword dance, all the eyes of everyone who were fighting and practicing grappling attracted all the attention.

Wang Chong withdrew his sword and held it upside down on his arm, pressed the sword finger of his left hand down, and exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth.

Looking at Simei, who was already stunned, Wang Zhong smiled and asked, "How is it?" There was a bit of pride in his eyes.

[In view of the general environment,

Simei swallowed her saliva and stood up

The horse jumped up and clapped his hands incessantly: "It's beautiful, it's amazing! Uncle, I want to learn this, I want to learn this."

Girls, it's always hard to refuse beautiful things, especially Qiao Simei, who only looks at her face when she is young, no matter what she buys or does, she only cares about whether it looks good or not, and never cares about people who are really impractical.

….

Xiang Nannan and Sanli's eyes also lit up, and they showed great interest in the sword dance that Wang Chong had just shown.

"Then I have to tell you first, the folding set of sword dances is good-looking, but it is not practical, but there are still many benefits in exercising physical flexibility and proficiency in sword weapons."

"And a few of you!" Wang Zhong looked at Xiang Nannan and Sanli next to him, and said, "If you want to learn, I will teach you from tomorrow morning!"

"I don't learn useless flowers!" Xiang Beifang was the first to express his position.

Yicheng also shook his head, not to mention the second strong, who was not interested in practicing martial arts.

However, to Wang Chong's surprise, Xiang Nannan also chose to shake his head: "I'm already in my first year of high school, and my studies are getting heavier and heavier, I'm afraid I won't have time to study in the future!"

The first and second years of high school are slightly better, but if you reach the third year of high school, it is the stage of sprinting, and if you want to be admitted to a good university, you have to work hard from now on.

Otherwise, just in the last year of high school, how can you fight past those competitors who study hard day after day.

"Where's Sanli?" Wang Zhong looked at Sanli.

Sanli bit her lip, thought about it for a while, and shook her head, "I won't learn anymore, I'd better practice my grappling!"

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In the evening, Simei received a gift, a long sword cut from miscellaneous wood, more than a meter long, and a beautiful sword spike tied to the hilt, which was sewn by Ma Suqin herself.

Simei was so happy that she kissed Wang Chong's face directly.

Although Simei when she grew up made people hate her teeth, she couldn't rush into the TV and break her legs, but when she was a child, Simei was really lively and cute, and she was still very likable.

"Thank you, uncle! I love this gift!" Looking at the wooden sword in her hand, Simei's mind came to the picture of Wang Chong dancing the sword in the morning, and thinking about it, the person in the picture changed from Wang Chong to herself······

Looking at the twinkling stars in Simei's eyes and the smile on it, Wang Chong couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Sword dance is much more difficult than fists and feet, you have to be mentally prepared, since you have decided to learn, you can't give up halfway."

"Uncle, don't worry! Such a beautiful sword dance, I must learn it!" Simei clenched her fists and said with a firm face.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "When the time comes, you don't have to cry."

"Humph! I won't cry!" Simei was a little arrogant.

Early the next morning, Simei rarely got up early, and didn't let Sanli wake her up for the first time.

Changed into practice clothes, washed his face and brushed his teeth, ran first, and then returned to the backyard of the hospital early, took the wooden sword that Wang Chong gave him last night, and waited expectantly.

For learning swords, Simei showed a very high enthusiasm, far higher than when he learned to forge his fists and feet.

With the foundation of learning wrestling before, Xiang Beifang has also made rapid progress in learning grappling.

The most surprising thing for Wang Chong was Xiang Nanfang, this little girl had behaved average before, showing excellent talent in grappling, and even better than Xiang Nanfang.

Time passed day by day, Xiang Beibei, like Yicheng, ushered in one of the most important turning points in his life - the college entrance examination!

Xiang Nanfang's studies are also getting heavier and heavier.

The number of people in the team that used to exercise every morning is getting smaller and smaller.

On this day, the college entrance examination ended, and Wang Zhong took Ma Suqin and Ercheng brothers and sisters to wait for Yicheng to come out outside the school.

"Big brother!"

As soon as they saw Yicheng, Ercheng and a few of them couldn't wait to greet them.

"Two strong, Sanli······· Why are you here?" I played well, and I watched it as soon as I got out of school

When it came to the younger brothers and sisters, Yicheng was even happier, and rushed up to hug Ercheng and them.

"Uncle brought us here!" Two strong roads.

Yicheng looked over and saw Wang Zhong and Ma Suqin standing side by side.

"Uncle!" Yicheng let go of his younger brothers and sisters, walked up to Wang Chong, looked at Wang Chong's eyes, smiled, and shouted from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go! Go home, and now my brother-in-law will cook and cook a delicious meal! Let's celebrate!"

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