From June to now, the two have faced each other three times. In the end, it finally ended with Li Bingyang winning easily.

This battle not only helped Li Bingyang strengthen his mind to practice martial arts, but also allowed him to confirm the strength he had just increased.

The result is over, Cheng Erniu is also a kind of goods, he can't beat it, what else can he do. He sent someone to help Li Bingyang buy vegetables and go home.

Li Bingyang went back this time, and his father's words came to his ears: "I made it clear to you a long time ago, let you ride over, you look at your speed, it will take half an hour to come back." And don't play with your phone on the road. Although I don't know where you found someone in college now, I got you a martial arts major, but you still have to study more when you have time, and people can't be too reckless!"

Li Bingyang had no choice but to say hello repeatedly, and Nuo Nuo answered. To be known by my father, I just went out and had another fight, so it's strange that I can't be kicked out of the house.

"In the next game, my opponent is still Higashi Zesong! I'm going to work on my legs, as the old saying goes, if you don't move steadily, your fists will be chaotic, and if you don't move fast, your fists will be slow. I can do boxing, I can just run, but I'm too slow to hit people with my hands. ”

Li Bingyang said to himself, he thought that if those people really had to leave today, he really had no choice.

However, his idea has not yet been implemented, so it has been put on hold for the time being.

Li Sheng is a history teacher, and he originally hoped that his children could be like him, to be a cultural person in peace, but by mistake, the child actually practiced martial arts.

In this way, a few days ago, Li Bingyang was finally left at home by his father, reading every morning and moving freely in the afternoon.

In fact, the Li family had this rule earlier, Li Bingyang learned first since he was a child, and also benefited from this rule at home, every morning at six o'clock, the family or read the newspaper for half an hour, and then discuss a little, and then act separately.

After staying in college for half a year, he may not have the constraints of his family, but with his classmates, he has a new growth, which makes Li Sheng happy, but he forgets the family rules.

Li Bingyang looked at the book, and he didn't say that he couldn't read it, but when he saw his father watching current affairs and politics with relish, he felt funny: "Dad, you said that you are fifty years old, what is the use of studying hard at this time." As the old saying goes, when life is content, people are always idle and idle. But there are green poplars that can be used as horses, and there are Reuters Chang'an everywhere. ”

Li Sheng picked up the book and slapped it on Li Bingyang's head, beating and beating, but he was reluctant to be ruthless.

"You stinky boy, after all, you still want to be lazy! To learn from the beginning, it is futile not to learn. Don't laugh at others for getting old, you must eventually get old. But if you can do your duty, you must be free of troubles in the end. ”

As soon as Li Sheng said it, he became interested: "It's a good thing that you are good martial arts, and if you don't have a little background, you can't become a climate." A little martial arts to protect myself, I can also come with confidence. Now the court is prosperous, but the world is so big, it is inevitable to encounter one or two bad ones, Liu Bang, Liu Xiu, Liu Bei, Li Shimin, and even Kangxi, these big brothers who have achieved things, each has martial arts, but they usually still act in writing. ”

Li Bingyang said to his father that these ancient and modern emperor big brothers have long been strange, anyway, it is not the first time that his father has called him like this: "Got it, dad, do you think I can compare with them?"

Li Sheng touched Li Bingyang's head and smiled: "My son Bingyang has the qualifications of the emperor!"

Li Bingyang smiled disdainfully: "Dad, are you surfing the Internet, or watching TV hysteria!"

"Dare to say that about your father, you want to fight! Read more books, you can't read it, you can read some books on martial arts, you read martial arts novels, there are many people who practice martial arts, and only those who study boxing can become masters. In history, Sun Wu wrote books, the book Shengguan Gong read the Spring and Autumn Period, and Zhang Fei wrote a good hand. The martial arts of the sage Wang Xi are not ordinary, the pen power is three points, and the official is the general of the right army. ”

Li Sheng sorted out the book at hand, he still had to write a report to do, and after reading it in the morning, he left by himself.

"Also, it's good to read boxing books! When you see others in the future, you can also say a sentence or two, so that you don't have to use your hands to divide the superiority when you see people, and don't you scare people away Isn't it higher, and some boxing moves have some special meanings, and if you understand the old boxing book, the method of practicing boxing will be more correct. ”

Li Bingyang thought in his heart, after sorting out the book, his father went to write the report, and he must be the one who cooked: "No, this guy has to write a report before breakfast, he must be lazy!"

Li Bingyang muttered, looked at the study, and didn't expect his father to really write a report again, which is unreasonable, so leave him alone.

Import the beans soaked last night into the soymilk machine, add red dates, millet, and then receive water. Turn on the soymilk maker.

Li Bingyang began to skillfully cut eggplants, heat oil, put garlic and chili peppers and the like, and he wanted to make fried eggplants. Don't think that his cooking skills are so good that he can cook, and he just can't starve to death.

"Daddy eat!" When he was done, he put the food on the table, and began to eat with him.

Li Bingyang's mother is a soldier and rarely goes home on vacation. Li Bingyang has spent the longest time with his mother in the past few years, except for the one or two months in the college entrance examination, and he rarely sees his mother in the future.

The family is full of father and son all year round, but it is safe.

"Dad, what report are you writing?" After eating, Li Bingyang came to his father's side with great interest.

"Classified statistical reports, about the use of ancient traditions, and inheritance!" Colleges and universities have relevant requirements for teachers to publish papers, and in Li Bingyang's view, Li Sheng's job now is to deal with the school.

"Then you finish your summer vacation homework well! I'll go around!" Li Bingyang patted his son Li Sheng on the shoulder.

"You stinky boy, go out again! Okay, don't come home too late to practice martial arts, don't be too tired! Don't keep practicing hard, I heard what you said about practicing strength and so on, you have to learn to use it and learn to classify it." ”

It may be that when his father always wants to say something, as soon as he hears that Li Bingyang is going out, Li Sheng becomes chattering, and he always can't explain.

"Okay, I know!" Li Bingyang didn't look back, than

An OK gesture. Two days ago, he defeated Cheng Erniu and a group of people, and he was in high spirits, and he couldn't hold back at home for a few days.

I went to the park with great interest to see the uncles practicing Tai Chi, and there were people from martial arts classes around who were also practicing next to them, some practicing sanda, some practicing taekwondo, and some practicing martial arts. It's weird to exercise than to have an atmosphere at home, and there's no atmosphere at home.

Li Bingyang thought about it, and it was possible to develop arm strength, and he practiced straight boxing, hook boxing, hook boxing, punching boxing, copying boxing, whipping boxing, and pushing palms.

In martial arts and sanda, as long as he has learned the hand moves, he will practice them all one by one twenty or thirty times, of course, it is not an empty gesture, he hides in the woods, and there is a small tree in front of him, which makes this small tree suffer a lot of pain.

"Xiaoshu can't be a talent if he doesn't fight, and it's for your good to be a brother!" Li Bingyang muttered silently in his heart.

After practicing, his hands were sore, he would rest for a while to practice squatting on one foot, and when his arms had some strength, he would try to practice boxing push-ups, and so on until the end of the winter vacation, his life was full and regular.