"Today's exercise is over, you can go home and have dinner."

Just as everyone began to relax and go home, they suddenly heard a loud shout: "Remember, no one is allowed to be late tomorrow, otherwise you will delay going home for dinner for an hour." Naturally, this loud shout came from the majestic Si Hong.

Said by the army.

Sicheng, who was happily preparing to go home for dinner, suddenly heard a "Glad" in his heart, and then saw several teenagers beside him looking at him with contempt.

"Hey! Looks like I really can't sleep in tomorrow." Sicheng walked toward home dejectedly.

"Mom, I'm back"

"Xiao Cheng is back. Dinner will be served when your father comes back."

Half an hour later, the family sat together, Sicheng, his father Si Honglie, his mother Qu Yun, and his seven-year-old sister Si Ling.

"Xiao Cheng, I heard that you slept in again today." Sicheng, who was having a big meal, heard his father's voice and was suddenly startled. Sicheng's father, Si Honglie, was tall, mighty, powerful, and had a high nose.

He has a thick beard around his mouth. If there is anyone Sicheng fears most, it is undoubtedly his father who is both powerful and upright.

"You are a direct descendant of our family. You will succeed your grandfather and me as the head of the family in the future. If you don't exercise well and sleep, how can I safely hand over the entire family to you in the future?"

"Okay, okay, Xiaocheng is still young. Don't keep a sullen face all day long. It's fine if you don't teach him well yourself. You keep saying that Cheng'er is not good. Xiaocheng, leave your father alone and eat.

"It's time to grow, so eat more." He said and put a piece of chicken into Sicheng's bowl.

Si Cheng's mother, Qu Yun, is a gentle, kind and very virtuous woman. She met Si Honglie when he was young. Later, Qu Yun resolutely came to Hongzhu Village with Si Honglie for the man he loved. Over the years, she gave birth to one son and one son.

As a woman, Si Cheng Si Ling is everything to her, not even the man she loves.

Si Honglie could only sigh in his heart. How could he not care about Si Cheng? It was just that the clan leader, Si Changkong, was bent on seeking a breakthrough. Regardless of things, he was now taking care of things inside and outside the clan. He went out early every morning.

Sometimes he didn't even have time to go home for dinner, which was unspeakable hardship for him. But facing his wife, he couldn't say anything. She had worked hard for so many years and had not been back to her parents' home for more than ten years. He felt extremely guilty.

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"Dad, I will exercise hard in the future." Hey, I won't be able to sleep in tomorrow anyway, so I'd better learn to behave.

"Let's eat," Si Honglie said, picking up a chicken leg and putting it in Si Cheng's bowl.

"Dad, you are biased. You give chicken drumsticks to my brother but not to me." Si Ling, who was sitting next to her, said angrily with her eyes wide open.

"Okay, daddy will give Ling'er some chicken legs to eat too." The whole family is enjoying themselves together.

"The tiger pounces on food" and "the tiger's tail pulls the heart." In the yard of his home, Sicheng was practicing "Tiger Tong Fist" sweating profusely. This was what his father told him before he left. Any boxing technique or move must be done one move at a time.

Be precise, otherwise it will be easy to leak flaws when facing the enemy in the future, and often even the slightest flaw will cost your life.

Sicheng was also practicing one move after another. At this time, a pair of big eyes was looking at the figure in the courtyard from the crack beside the door.

"Come out, don't peek, don't think I don't know," Si Cheng said with a smile. Just kidding, no matter how low his strength is, he can't even feel the movement of a seven-year-old kid who knows nothing.

Then his training these past few years has been in vain.

Then a little girl about one meter tall walked out of the door, "Brother, can you teach me how to practice?"

"Linger, do you really want to learn?"

"Well, brother, please teach Ling'er." Her big eyes were full of begging.

"Ling'er, next year you can go to the training ground to exercise like me. Then your second uncle will teach you in person. It will be much better than me who is half-assed."

"But Wei Qiaoer and Liu Hui are both good at it, and they always bully me."

Wei Qiao'er, the granddaughter of the head of the Wei family, is also Wei Xian's sister. She is also seven years old this year, but Wei Xian often secretly calls her some moves.

Wei Xian is also very impressive. He reached the third level of Dacheng Realm at the age of thirteen, and may break through to the fourth level at any time.

Following Ling'er's words, Sicheng's face gradually became gloomy.

After completing a complete set of "Hutong Fist" practice, he said to Ling'er behind him: "Okay, I will secretly teach you some moves in the future, but don't let dad know, okay?

"I know, hee hee", Ling'er jumped up happily

"You go and play, brother has something else to do," he said and walked out of the yard.

On the edge of the red bamboo forest in the south of Hongzhu Village, there is a large bluestone. It is said that it was here a long time ago. The bluestone is extremely hard and heavy. Even with the strength of the whole village, it cannot move an inch. Over time, no one will care about it.

But Sicheng has been coming here almost every day since he was ten years old. For two years, he has a different feeling every time he comes, as if the bluestone is alive. But every time Sicheng gets close and touches it with his hand.

, that feeling immediately disappeared without a trace. This time, it was no exception.

"It's so strange, why do I always feel like this?" Si Cheng couldn't think of a reason with his childish little mind.

"Haha... I guess so. This loser is indeed here. He has been here for the past two years. If he is so dedicated in practicing, he might still have a bright future." A burst of laughter made Si, who was lost in thought,

Cheng pulled back to reality.

Three people walked across the street, to be precise, three teenagers about the same age as Sicheng. The one walking in the front was Wei Xian, the grandson of the Wei family, and the two behind were Li Ming and Liu Jian. They were also the eldest grandsons of the two families and also their father-in-law.

The best among the juniors.

"Wei Xian, why are you here?" Si Cheng was not interested in these three people. Even if he couldn't say he was disgusted, he just didn't want to deal with them.

"Why, if your young master Si can come, can we not come? Do you really think that the entire Hongzhu Village belongs to your Si family?" Liu Jian behind Wei Xian said in a contemptuous tone.

"Yes, now that there is an idiot and a waste in the Si family, maybe there will be people named Si in Hongzhu Village in the future?" Li Ming next to him also echoed.

This was simply a naked provocation. Sicheng was filled with anger, veins popped out on his face, and he glared at the three people in front of him.

"What, do you want to fight? You're a loser. You can't even reach the third level after four years of training. I can kill you with one finger, hahaha..." Wei Xian laughed cheerfully.

At this time, Sicheng's anger reached the edge of explosion. Suddenly, a feeling of connection with Qingshi came again. That indescribable feeling was as warm and refreshing as a child entering its mother's arms. Sicheng slowly calmed down.

Feeling relieved, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Wei Xian among the three of them.

"Yes, I can't beat you now, but that doesn't mean I will never be able to beat you. I won't accompany you today." He turned around and left.

When he turned around and took a few steps, two figures stopped in front of him. These two figures were Li Ming and Liu Jian, while Wei Xian walked slowly from behind.

"What do you want?"

"Haha, no matter how useless you are, you are still the young master of the Si family and the future patriarch of the Si family. We don't dare to do anything." Wei Xian then said with a chuckle.

"Then why are you blocking my way?"

"Although we can't do anything to you, we don't want to let you go just like that. As long as you enter the red bamboo forest, we will pretend you have never been here."

"What? You want me to enter the bamboo forest?" Before Wei Xian could finish his words, Sicheng screamed fiercely. Everyone knows that there is always no return to this red bamboo forest. Isn't this obviously asking him to die?

"What? You don't dare? You go in by yourself, or the three of us throw you in, it's your choice." The despicable and shameless Liu Jian also interjected.

"Okay, I'll go," Sicheng didn't know that his nerves were wrong, but he agreed so readily and decisively. Even the three people next to him were stunned, and at the same time they were a little panicked, even though they often troubled Sicheng.

, and they regard it as a kind of fun, but if something happens, they will not get any good results.
Chapter completed!