Over the years, the three children have been practicing martial arts with Aunt Xiaofu, and they have never stopped. Over the years, the three of them have developed good skills, and Dashuang is even more powerful, and they can compete with his father for a while.

Of course, Dashuang is still a child, and his father is much worse than his physical fitness and height. Therefore, he can only play a few moves with his father. Basically, he will be crushed by his father within ten moves.

A son is different from a daughter. As a boy, he will have to take on the responsibility of the entire family in the future. Therefore, Huo Jianfeng is very strict with his son. Every time he fights with his son, he will give them a little trouble.

Xiaoshuang is relatively sleek and knows that his father is strict with them, so he refuses to fight head-on whenever he fights with his father. Basically, he will lose to his father automatically within five moves to avoid suffering.

But Dashuang is very tough and has a personality that would rather shed blood than cry. Although he knew that he could not beat his father, he would still attack him with all his strength every time he fought with him.

As a result, of course, I was defeated by my father to repair it. Every time I finished the move, his body would be green and purple. The smell of my father's iron fists was so sour...

Hearing his father threatened him, Da Shuang's bones and muscles all over his body felt reflexively painful, but his face did not show any discomfort, and even said calmly, "Okay? When to practice, I can do it at any time."

Huo Jianfeng likes his son's appearance of being happy and angry, and he also likes his son's cool and arrogant aura very much.

He patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Okay, when I go back to the capital, we will go back to the practice room of our villa and compete..."

At this moment, he had forgotten what he had forced his son to admit that he was not old and was young and handsome, so he thought about how to train this excellent son after he went back...

...

Sijia Wazituner and Xiaodongshan Tuner were very close. In just a few minutes, the van took their family back to Sijia Wazituner and returned to the village chief's house.

At this moment, the village chief's house was filled with villagers who came to visit. My uncle sat on the kang and was describing the life of the capital to the villagers with a red face.

These villagers all listened quietly, with a look of envy and yearning on their faces, especially those young people, who even looked at their uncle with a look of awe.

The uncle sat among a group of villagers, speaking passionately and saliva was flying everywhere.

In my impression, my uncle has always been very low-key in the village, never spoke so loudly, and never delivered a speech in front of so many people.

However, time has changed. Today's uncle is no longer the Wang Crooker who was looked down upon and bullied in the past, but the capital who climbed out of this poor mountain valley. His status is higher than that of the village chief. Of course, he is qualified to sit here and talk about it!

In another room, a group of women were sitting on the kang, and my aunt, Hai Xing and Xiao Jing were also sitting on the kang, talking and chatting with the women in the village.

"Sister-in-law Emma, ​​you couple are really lucky. Look at your two daughters-in-law, you really can't find them even with lanterns..."

"That's not? Not only are the two wives unable to find lanterns. Look at the son-in-law of Hai Xing, who can't even find lanterns. Not only are they energetic, they are mainly good at Hai Xing, but they can also make money and work. The daughters who are married to our village are all full of calculations. Who dares to find them better?"

When Wang Haixing heard the praise from her neighbor's aunt to her man, she hurriedly said modestly, "Auntie, you have been awarded the prize. He is not as good as you said..."
Chapter completed!