"Okay, let's not say a word." When the three brothers and sisters were "playing", the father and mother of the family, who were the heads of the family, had also sat down.

Seeing that Wang Li was pouring the "green corn" in his bowl into the bowl of the two little guys, Wang's father Wang Zhenjiang obviously frowned, but quickly relaxed.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Li quietly.

On the contrary, it was the Queen Mother, who smiled very happily when she saw Wang Li's actions.

"Eat." The Queen Mother waved her hand.

Dad Wang didn't say a word, picked up the bowl and swallowed the rice into his stomach in a few bites, and then ate half of the many dishes on the table like a whirlwind.

"I'm done." Dad Wang only said this, and then walked out of the house without looking back, and went to practice martial arts on the barren mountain behind his house.

The queen mother didn't care about her husband's unobtrusive appearance at all, they have lived together for twenty or thirty years, who still doesn't know whose size and depth, she has long been used to Wang's father's style of life, and only holds the bowl.

Wang Li's three brothers and sisters looked at each other, and even the little brother Wang Luo, who had a poisonous tongue and wanted to poke people's lung tubes every sentence, didn't want to talk at this time.

This... Ah... What does Dad Wang say?

Anyway, Wang Li summed up the memories of the past and present lives, and in the end he could only summarize: this is an old father who has been strong in his life and is very stubborn.

Other martial artists who are the same age as Wang's father, after not being able to break through the realm of "martial arts" for a long time, it is estimated that they have long since extinguished the idea of going up the "martial arts".

But Wang's father is different, he is still full of hope, practicing martial arts every day, never relaxing, and his martial arts heart has never changed.

Even after his two children were found to be better than him in martial arts, Wang's father never gave up his pursuit of martial arts, and even more eagerly squeezed his potential.

It is to care about the imminent decline of one's qi and blood, and to take one step further and truly become a "warrior".

In this regard, it should be said or not, Wang Li is very pleased with his father's sincere attitude towards martial arts.

Martial arts realm, martial disciples, martial artists, martial arts, martial arts, martial saints, martial gods.

Martial arts have always been the most mainstream, the most sophisticated, and the most intriguing force in this new world.

Almost every aspect of this new world is also linked to martial arts.

Why is Lao Wang's farmhouse so prosperous?

Isn't it because of the twelfth layer of Wang Dad's martial arts realm as a backing!

Why did their old Wang family open a farmhouse, but they were able to contract a large barren mountain behind the house?

Isn't it because Wang Lulu and Wang Luo have excellent martial arts qualifications that someone in the Han Federation made an investment early!

But Lao Wang's "farmhouse" has reached a bottleneck at this point.

Unless Dad Wang can break through the "martial artist", otherwise if Wang's farmhouse wants to continue to develop, there is a high probability that he can only count on Wang Li's younger brothers and sisters to progress.

It can be said that the main contradiction of the Wang Family Farmhouse is the contradiction between the growing industry of the large collective and the overwhelming martial arts realm of the individual.

Wang Li didn't understand this at first, but after a night of precipitation, he gradually came back to his senses.

In fact, it is the same here in Wang Li, if Wang's father can break through the "martial artist", his classmate Wang Li will dare to walk sideways in the school.

If he could break through the "Martial Sect", Wang Li would dare to go to Brother Yuanzhu's house to be the crooked-mouthed Dragon King.

If it is to break through to "Wuzun", Baili Hou in Junshi can pull Wang Li to drink tea!!

"So, Daddy, Daddy Wang, when will you be able to support it!! Your son is waiting! Wang Li, who is not at all conscious as a "saint warrior" who breaks through the sky and shakes the earth with his feet, can't help but hate his father for not being able to make a steel road.

"Mom, when will my dad break through the 'martial artist'." At this time, Wang Lulu, the little padded jacket, raised her head from her small bowl and asked at the dining table.

"Eat your meal." The queen mother glanced at her little girl: "Can't the 'green corn' your brother give you stop your little mouth?" ”

"Oh." The little girl continued to bury her head in the small bowl.

"I look at the hanging...... Dad should have broken through the 'martial arts' a long time ago, so why wait until today? ”

Wang Li ate his latest plate of roast duck without a match, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Just like what Wang Li said to Li Yuanzhu before, martial arts practice is about being brave and diligent, looking forward, and the most taboo is looking forward and backward, hesitating, and undecided.

Daddy Wang Zhenjiang is a martial artist of the twelfth layer of martial arts, and it is good that he can break through the realm of "martial artist" by only a little bit.

But the last time he tried to break through was eleven years ago.

Eleven years of comfortable life, raising children, wife and children hot kang, although my father has improved a lot in internal and external skills, it is estimated that even he doesn't know how much heart he still has inside.

This heart is confused, can you still break through the realm of martial arts?

Wang Li felt that instead of expecting his father to explode, it was better to rely on himself to see if there was any way to sharpen his father's heart and spirit.

Wait a minute...... Sharpen???

"Quack quack...... This...... It's a bit of a head-scratcher. Wang Li looked at his younger brothers and sisters, and then stretched out his head to look at the barren mountains in the distance, and countless bold ideas of being able to be a father and a son and filial piety came to his heart.

"I remember that Laijun City only issued an announcement a few days ago, as if it was a group of unknown number of evil warriors wandering around Laijun City......" Wang Li ate the duck without a bite, thinking thoughtfully.

"Son, don't worry about your father's business. You had dinner at Yuanzhu's house again yesterday? ”

The queen mother pushed the duck in front of Wang Li forward a few more points, as if there was no trace.

"yes, what's wrong?" Mr. Wang replied indifferently.

"Nothing, come, son eats duck. Son, how do you say the duck is doing? The Queen Mother pushed the duck again.

"Well, this duck is well done, the entrance is soft, the mouth is soft, and the fragrance grows, it is a rare duck." Wang Li nodded very naturally, and then raised his chopsticks and ate a few more pieces.

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat. Didn't you eat enough yesterday? How do you still know that you eat breakfast at home and don't go to school? The queen mother slapped her chopsticks, and the three brothers and sisters shrank their heads in fright.

"Alas, it's so hard to be a son, I didn't say anything wrong, but why are I angry?" Wang Li was puzzled, and she didn't know what she was talking about, which made her mother so angry and ruined, and her face was wrinkled.

"But this duck is really good......"

"Brother, don't talk. If it goes on, the book is gone. Wang Luo, who couldn't listen to it at all on the side, rolled his eyes directly.

Listen, such a tiger and wolf's words, can a child of his grade listen to it?

"Heh~" Wang Li stared deeply at this younger brother.

"Mom, I'm full."