Tang Che asked, "What are your plans?"

Tang Feng looked at Yuan Laosi again and said with a smile: "The fourth uncle gave this jade pendant just to make a break with the memory that disappeared without a trace, the master is to be respected in his heart, not to watch by his side, so the fourth uncle can only let go of the invisible and untouched attachment in order to put the master into his heart and live for himself." He asked Yuan Laosi again: "Am I right, Fourth Uncle?"

Tang Feng gradually adapted from the dazed nature that had just crossed over, and slowly began to recover his eloquent character, although Tang Che and Song Yao would be strange when they heard Tang Feng's words before, it would definitely not be so strange this time, this is simply not something that a six-year-old child can say. Yuan Laosi was even more demented as if he saw a demon, he nodded stunned: "Yes, yes, yes!" Finally, he sighed: "I used to be skeptical of what the prodigy said, but now I believe it." ”

Tang Feng didn't talk much anymore, the prodigy was indeed a good excuse. At this time, Song Yao reacted first, and she walked over and saluted: "Thank you, fourth brother!"

Yuan Laosi hugged his fists: "Brother and sister are polite." He looked at Tang Che, who was still stunned: "You guys are much cooler than him." ”

At this time, Tang Che also reacted, he was not a hypocritical person, and now that the wood was completed, he would follow to thank Yuan Laosi, and then Tang Che said to the people around him: "Brothers, go and get busy." ”

Yuan Laosi also turned around and hugged his fists at the people around him: "Disturbed." ”

After the others left, Tang Che and Yuan Laosi entered the conference hall, Song Yao went to prepare wine and food, and Tang Feng was called in to accompany him. On the front wall hangs a huge righteous character, thick ink and heavy brush, full of momentum. Below were two chairs, Tang Che and Yuan Lao sat down, and Tang Feng stood beside Tang Che. There was no one to serve in the Shunfeng Dart Bureau, so Tang Che poured tea for Yuan Laosi and asked him, "Is there anything wrong with the fourth brother coming back this time?"

Yuan Laosi's tea drinking skills were obviously better than Tang Che's, at least not a sip, he looked at Tang Che and said with a smile: "Brother is here to defect to the virtuous brother?"

"Oh?" Tang Che immediately sat up straight, obviously this made him a little unfigured, to say that the fourth brother caused trouble outside and came back to hide, it was impossible, not to mention that his polite nature everywhere made him friends everywhere, even if he was really the best person, he would definitely find a way to solve it himself, and he would never cause trouble.

Yuan Laosi looked at Tang Che's solemn appearance and laughed: "Haha, don't think too much about it, brother Xian, my brother is tired of running outside, and now he wants to come back and live a stable life." ”

Tang Che hurriedly drank the tea in the cup, suppressed his dissatisfaction and said: "Fourth brother, what are you talking about, this is your home, you just said that you ran to scare me, I thought you had encountered some trouble." ”

Yuan Laosi smiled and shook his head: "What can I do." ”

Tang Che happily poured himself another cup of tea, and then drank it dry: "That's really good, with the fourth brother joining me, the tailwind dart game will go up a level, maybe the business will be better, haha." ”

After a while, Song Yao prepared the wine words, and ordered them at Wang Xiaobao's house diagonally opposite the dart game, and talked about Tang Feng during the meal, and then talked about whether he was studying or practicing martial arts? Song Yao and Tang Che still insisted on their own words, one said to read, the other said to practice martial arts, and they did not let each other go. Originally, Tang Feng was biased towards martial arts, to be honest, it didn't mean much to him to study here, he wanted to get familiar with the environment before making a decision, and he was also thinking about how to make it easy for everyone to accept.

But today, Tang Che and Yuan Laosi had too much impression on him, it seemed that a door had been opened in front of him, it turned out that the profound martial arts were real, compared to what karate and taekwondo he had seen before, they were all scum, they were just children's things, and then think about those in the ring, either rehearsed in advance or shrewd fights, it was very boring, but if I learned such martial arts and practiced it to the highest, it was not the biggest in the world.

Thinking of this, he said firmly: "I want to practice martial arts!"

Hearing this answer, some people are naturally happy and some are worried, and Tang Che is happy, he can finally take his son to practice martial arts, let him take over the dart game in the future, and then his son will inherit his father's business. It's Song Yao who is worried, he really doesn't want his son to live such a hard life, not only is it exposed to the wind and sun, but it is also very dangerous. Seeing their expressions, Tang Feng had his own words, and he said to the hand holding Song Yao: "Mother, I know that you are afraid that I will not be safe as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes from now on, but do you think about where no one is planning now? I can only assure you that I will never be in danger at any time." ”

Song Yao still asked worriedly: "Maybe after learning martial arts, you have to shoulder the burden of the dart game, my mother is afraid of ......"

Tang Che suddenly said: "What are you afraid of? As long as you are proficient in art, you don't have to be afraid of anything, only others are afraid." ”

Tang Feng retorted: "That's not necessarily, after all, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky." ”

Tang Che's face suddenly froze: "Xiao Feng, who are you talking for?"

Tang Feng smiled: "I'm helping myself to speak, of course I want to be a powerful person when I practice martial arts, but I'm not a fool, I will fight when I see someone, I only do what I am sure of." In fact, Tang Feng still has something to say, Tang Che does not agree with the way he runs the dart bureau, according to the general management model of modern enterprises, he should be a behind-the-scenes boss, and the dart bureau should find a professional manager. As for the disabled people in the dart game, they should not be so idle, they should be helped to find a skill, as the saying goes, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish.

In the end, it was Yuan Laosi's words that ended the dispute, and he comforted Song Yao and said: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, Xiaofeng is so smart that he will definitely be auspicious in the future, and practicing martial arts is also the best means of self-preservation, as for what path to take in the future, no one knows now." ”

After listening to Yuan Laosi's persuasion, Song Yao sighed: "Alas, then borrow the fourth brother's auspicious words." Then he glared at Tang Che, who was gloating just now, and seemed very dissatisfied.

After the banquet, Yuan Laosi did not stay directly, he said that he still had some things to deal with, and he reported to the dart bureau three days later. The next day, Tang Feng began his miserable life. Before dawn in the morning, Tang Feng was shouted by Tang Che, he was not used to sleeping well two days ago, and today he just wanted to sleep more to make up for the arrears in front of him, but he disturbed the sleepiness of his father who had excess energy, he was extremely depressed, and he sat up is a very powerful Wang Ba punch. "Ah, ah, ah!" he was angry and suddenly remembered that he was going to practice martial arts with his father today, and he came to the courtyard and asked enthusiastically: "Dad, why do you come?" Do you want me to memorize our family's ancestral secret book first or give me a magic weapon first?"

"You ......" Tang Che stared at him like a monster, stammering and not knowing where to start, obviously unable to catch Tang Feng's words.

"What? Dad, have you already discovered any signs, am I the genius of Zhongxing and our Shunfeng Dart Game?" Tang Feng waited for Tang Che's praise, but he didn't wait for the following, he continued: "No, if I was a genius, you should have discovered it since I was a child, you don't have to worry, I am very strong, since I want to practice martial arts, I will accept the reality that I am an ordinary person, please believe me, although I can't tell you why, but I will definitely be famous all over the world and shock the rivers and lakes." ”

Tang Che's swarthy face turned purple, and his mouth swayed up and down, but he couldn't say anything. Seeing this expression, Tang Feng scratched his head: "Could it be that I still guessed wrong?" He thought about the plot of the novel he had read before, and he slapped his face and said: "I know, you plan to give me the empowerment directly, and teach me five years and ten years of internal strength first, right? You are afraid that I will not be able to bear the pain, then you can rest assured, I know the truth that you can become a master when you endure hardship, come on!"

Listening to his son's gushing endlessly, what cheats, what divine weapons, what empowerment to teach, although Tang Che has also heard those miraculous things, but he doesn't know, besides, you have to come step by step to practice martial arts, and now you can't catch those big opportunities even if you are given them. In the end, he held back for a long time and didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything at all, he pointed to the backyard door and said, "Run!"

"Huh?" This word is not the same as Tang Feng's fantasy of practicing martial arts yesterday, but Tang Che in front of him didn't say a word at this time, Tang Feng also ran and couldn't care about talking, just panting was not enough, at this time, I don't know whose chicken began to crow, and the nearby chickens crowed one after another, Tang Feng finally knew how to describe his life, he should get up earlier than the chickens and sleep later than the dogs.

Finally, after an hour, Tang Feng couldn't run, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and he didn't care whether the dust was on his pants or not, he snorted and panted: "Ouch, my father, what are we running for?"

Tang Che looked at Tang Feng condescendingly, raised his foot and kicked his ass and urged: "Get up and keep running." ”

Tang Feng began to play tricks: "I can't get up, my back hurts and my legs cramp." ”

Tang Che didn't say anything at this time, he understood that he couldn't practice too the first day, otherwise he would be injured. So he squatted beside Tang Feng and rubbed the muscles on his legs and said: "Running has many effects, it can accelerate the flow of your blood, exercise your breath, stretch your muscles and bones, and ......" Tang Che was like a few treasures, chattering.

Tang Feng couldn't listen to it anymore, he was panting and his head was about to explode: "Isn't it true that we practice martial arts first to meditate and cultivate? “

Tang Che looked at his son a little stunned, watching his sweat keep sliding down his little face, and said helplessly: "Practicing martial arts is not as simple as you think, it must be a slow kung fu that accumulates over time." “

Tang Feng was immediately silent, he was very frustrated, he was extremely obsessed with those people who walked the world with one sword and one sword, and when he saw injustice, he said: "Do the right thing for heaven." "Then there are countless women and famous ladies who are crazy and obsessed with them and even unscrupulous to give them their arms, but like Tang Che said, wouldn't it be a good year to suffer at home, the name of the young man can't break out, and it's thank God that he can walk the rivers and lakes before middle age.

Tang Che rubbed Tang Feng's legs, turned around, then squatted down, pointed to his back and said, "Come and climb up, I'll carry you on my back." Tang Che couldn't understand Tang Feng's frustration, just like Tang Feng couldn't understand Tang Che's strangeness, he could only say that the gap between reality and ideals was like the darkness of day and night.