"Head, what's wrong with you?" found the strong man nested on the ground, and several other strong men swarmed him.

The big man who fell to the ground grinned and raised his head, and said painfully: "Practiced, damn, what are you still doing in a daze, let's go together!"

A few strong men looked at each other, and it was a shame to beat a child and a few big dads to make a move, but it was even more unbearable to be beaten by a child. Several big men actually surrounded Fu Xiaowa and shot out together.

A strong man who has practiced martial arts, every punch is not a joke, the fist falls on the person, every punch has to destroy the muscles and bones, Fu Xiaowa spits blood, his mind is dizzy, his vision is blurred, but he can't fall, he has to wave his fist and use his strength to defend the old man.

Fu Xiaowa's fist is thin and small, but it is as powerful as a giant hammer, and it can make these strong men scream with one punch. These strong men couldn't believe their eyes, and there was a half-old child in front of them, who was more ruthless than a cow with a punch, and he was crazy, rushing over as if he didn't want to die, and he didn't care about his fist at all, this was not the appearance of martial arts at all, but he had such divine power.

Several strong men have practiced martial arts and dodged again and again, Fu Xiaofrog's body is already the limit, and in the end, the two fists are difficult to defeat the hands, Fu Xiaowa was still hit on the head by a punch, and slowly fell to the ground, covered with blood and fell to the ground, and the blood was lying on the snow, slowly dying a large piece of red.

"Child, child......" Wang Guilao called in tears and trembling in his voice, a good baby was beaten like this, all to save him.

The sky was still overcast, the leaden clouds seemed to be about to fall down, and the wind was still so cold and merciless, blowing on people's faces, like a faint pain in their hearts.

The scarred child, paralyzed on the ground, no longer moving, he tried his last bit of strength to protect the two old men.

At this time, the strong man walked towards Wang Gui, and suddenly felt that his foot was caught, and when he looked down, it was Fu Xiaowa's bloody hand, clutching his trouser leg tightly.

"Don't, don't hit the old man......" That was Fu Xiaowa's last faint voice lying on the ground.

"You're really fucking ......" The strong man's raised fist just couldn't swing it.

"Well, forget it, let's go, it's bad today......"

"Old man, give you five days, and prepare a thousand taels of silver to compensate for the loss of my brothers, otherwise I will smash your winery!"

These strong men, leaving the last sentence, patted their butts and scolded and left.

In the courtyard of the wine shop, Wang Gui Lao'er cried and shook the baby on the ground, thinking that he was dead, how did he know that this baby was hard, and he still woke up after so much blood, and saw that the two old men were fine, and his face full of blood showed a relieved smile.

"Doll, my old man can't stand you!" Wang Gui said with tears in his eyes.

"Ahem, you didn't ...... It's okay!" The seriously injured Fu Xiaowa squeezed out a smile.

"Why are you so stupid, you have nothing to do with me, an old man, and you are injured yourself, why bother!" Wang Gui Lao'er touched the wound on Fu Xiaobo's body, and his fingers kept trembling.

"I ...... Good...... It's getting better so fast, the two old people are hurt...... Who's going to take care of it......"

"It's your turn to take care of this, you little baby is really!"

"This baby is kind-hearted, if we can have this baby, how good it would be!" Wang Gui's wife regretted on the side, she has not been able to bring heirs to the Wang family, although Wang Gui has no complaints, but she has always been guilty.

"Just when I ...... I'm your baby, I'm ...... for the New Year's holidays I'll give you two some New Year's goods, I'm alone anyway!"

The two old men looked at each other, hoping that having a baby was the wish of their lives, although this regret was forgotten in many years, but it could not erase the desire in the hearts of these two old men. A child like this is what the two have always dreamed of in their hearts, and they have fantasized about such a child in their lives for countless years. The Fu frog that appears now is so perfect, like a child who appeared in a dream. ...,

"With this godfather, I have no regrets when Wang Gui Lao'er dies!" Wang Gui Lao'er hugged Fu Xiaowa and cried like a tearful man.

"Ahem!" Fu Xiaowa coughed in pain.

"Old woman, go get the medicine and wine!" Wang Gui Lao'er hurriedly shouted.

"I almost forgot about it!" Wang Gui's wife struggled to prop herself up, and then touched into the room, and after a while, she poured out a bottle of medicinal wine.

"Come on, baby, drink some, this medicine works!" Wang Gui Lao'er poured a small cup and brought it to the little frog's mouth.

Fu Xiaowa only felt that the medicinal wine smelled in his nose, and the smell of wine was very strong, but he still drank it. This is very strong wine, and when you drink it, it immediately burns down your throat like a fire, and Fu Xiaowa can't help coughing a few times.

When the liquor went down to the stomach, it immediately made the stomach burn like a fire, and a heat began to permeate the whole body, making people feel warm in the snow.

A sip of liquor in this cold immediately made the little frog feel a little better, and Wang Gui and the old man helped Fu Xiaowa into the house. Fu Xiaowa rested for a while in this wine shop, this wine was boiling the qi yuan in the dantian, Fu Xiaowa controlled the operation of the qi yuan according to the martial arts book taught by Hu Guanshi, and after an hour, Fu Xiaowa was able to barely stand up.

In the wine shop, Wang Gui Laoer and his wife swept the wine jars on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, looking at these wine jars like treasures, they were broken and distressed. What's more worrying is that the thousand taels of silver, this thousand taels of silver is by no means a decimal, a small workshop like this is really unbearable, I don't know what to do.

"Godfather and godmother, I'm going back, our steward is still waiting for me to drink and go back!"

"You take this medicinal wine, remember to drink it when you go back, and take it internally!" Wang Gui Lao'er put a bottle of medicinal wine in Fu Xiaowa's hand.

"And the wine of your steward has been spilled, this is my reloaded old burning knife, take it!" Wang Gui's wife also handed the wine jug to the little frog.

"Thank you, godfather and godmother, I'll go back first!"

Fu Xiaowa limped back to the martial arts hall reluctantly, it was close to dinner time at this time, and the little frog would split more wood in the city on weekdays, this time it was just right, and the kitchen work was not wrong.

When I got to the kitchen, I could see the long-awaited Hu Steward, the face of the Hu Steward was very ugly, he was half drunk, and he had been hung and addicted, and he waited for several hours, but he didn't wait for the wine, this is not good to worry about the fire, and he found someone to curse in the afternoon. This time in the kitchen, I finally got the damn errand to wait.

"Hu, Steward Hu, your wine!" Fu Xiaowa shuddered and handed over the wine jug in his hand.

Steward Hu was angry in his heart for an afternoon, and said with his hands on his waist and said: "Are you buying wine or sending funeral, Lao Tzu is drunk, so you bought it back for Lao Tzu!"

"Yes, I'm sorry for the delay!" Fu Xiaowa was already very weak, and his voice became even quieter.

"What, you've been beaten again?" Steward Hu saw that his head was bruised and bloodstained.

"Hmm~!"

"Why are you so unproductive, and you haven't practiced the books you have been given well?"

"Yes, but it's useless, I can't beat people, and I can't hide when people beat me!" Fu Xiaowa said solemnly.

"Oh, this stupid, it's really hopeless!" said Hu Guan.

Fu Xiaowa suddenly knelt on the ground, raised his head and said, "Steward Hu, you teach me kung fu!"

"You, what do you want to do, do you want to learn kung fu to get revenge?

"No, I went to drink today, and I met a few bad people who bullied the old man in the wine shop, but, but, I have no way to protect them, I just want to protect them......" Fu Xiaowa's eyes flashed with tears.

Steward Hu was so overwhelmed by this look that he dodged that look, and stammered: "This, learning skills, kung fu, I can't do it, I can't teach you, really, look at me, my body, can you kick your legs?"

Fu Xiaowa looked at the caretaker, a regular round shape from top to bottom, one leg may not be able to stand steadily, showing a rather disappointed expression.

"Ahem, I can't do anything about my hands and legs, I'm going to drink, don't worry about me if it's okay!"

Steward Hu turned his head and looked at Fu Xiaowa who had walked away, shook his head helplessly, he looked at the fat on his belly, he still shook his head helplessly, and lifted the wine jug sadly and poured it, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was busy opening the lid of the pot, and then he looked ahead distractedly. ''''''''