Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 106

"Do you want to practice martial arts?"

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows, the scar on his forehead looked even more ferocious.

Although it was a gentle tone, it always made people feel hostile, like a ferocious beast, exuding strength all over his body.

He shook his head: "It's not easy to practice martial arts. You need to practice three times in winter and three times in summer. If you want to gain something, you must not slack off for a moment. Can you bear this hardship?"

"I can suffer!"

Li Xiaodao raised his head and said loudly: "As long as I can practice kung fu well and protect my younger brothers and sisters, I am not afraid of hardships, and I can overcome any difficulties!"

Li Xiaodao has resolute brows and eyes, and his immature face is serious and serious like never before.

"Okay! It's just that I'm free these days, so I'll teach you." Wu Yong readily agreed.

He works as a bodyguard in the county and is responsible for escorting goods. He is often outside all year round and rarely stays at home.

It would be nice if I could teach Li Xiaodao to help take care of Chunniang.

What's more, Wu Yong's fierce eyes last night are still fresh in his memory. He is fierce, ruthless, and hard-working. Such a person is the most resilient. As long as he is carefully trained, he will become a great weapon in time.

"Come on, let me see how your bones are doing first?"

Wu Yong's thick palm pinched Li Xiaodao's bone, and stopped after a few breaths.

Li Xiaodao looked over nervously, and asked, "Uncle Yong, what's the matter, can I practice martial arts?"

Wu Yong pursed his lips and did not speak, pretending to be thinking.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiaodao's heart froze suddenly, he clenched his fists and said in a trembling voice, "No, can't you?"

"Well, it's true..." Wu Yong elongated his voice.

Li Xiaodao's breath was stagnant, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

"It's really suitable for martial arts."

Wu Yong looked at Li Xiaodao's expression and laughed out loud.

Li Xiaodao breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Wu Yong's voice made his mood fluctuate accordingly.

"Uncle Yong, you are teasing my elder brother!" Fat Miao'er wrinkled her bun face.

Wu Yong was surprised to see it.

"Little Fat Meow, Uncle Yong is just joking with Xiaodao."

Wu Yong walked over, bent his body, picked up Fat Miao'er with one hand, put his little butt on his arm, and bounced twice.

"It's quite heavy, and it's a blessing!" Wu Yong looked at Fat Miao'er with a pair of eyes.

With a chubby body, a red face, white and tender, plus those big black eyes, the whole lucky doll that came out of the New Year pictures makes people fall in love with it when they see it.

"Zhou Laosan doesn't want you, I want you, you can be my daughter!"

"How is it, little chubby meow?" Wu Yong stretched out his other hand to stroke chubby meow'er's hair.

"Hmph!" Fat Miao'er snorted coldly with her delicate nose, and said dissatisfiedly with her little face: "My father is not a coward!"

"Oh?" Wu Yong raised his eyebrows jokingly.

"You can't even protect your own daughter, what is it if you're not a coward?"

"My father is just too filial." Fat Miao'er rolled his eyes.

"Foolish filial piety!"

Wu Yong sneered, he looked down on Zhou Laosan the most, there are many ways to be filial.

It is not necessary to let your daughter-in-law and children be wronged.

"Look, my dad bought it for me."

Fat Miao'er pointed to her ball head, with a brand new velvet flower tied on it, showing off to Wu Yong triumphantly.

Wu Yong glanced at it: "I bought it secretly?"

It hit the nail on the head, Fat Miao'er didn't speak.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Wu Yong bent down to put Fat Miao'er down, and turned to look at Li Xiaodao.

"Martial arts should start with the Zhama step. From today on, do it for an hour every day. Follow me."

Wu Yong stood in the yard with his legs spread apart, squatting down, and his fists stuck to his waist.

Li Xiaodao followed suit.

"Uncle Yong, I want to learn too."

"Uncle Yong taught me."

Fat Miao'er and the others gathered around Wu Yong, chattering non-stop.

"Okay, learn if you want to learn!"

Wu Yong nodded, thinking to himself, even if he can't learn it, it's good to exercise, at least he can grow stronger and less sick. These children are too thin except Fat Miaoer.

As for Fat Meow... Well, it's chubby!
"Squat down and clamp your arms, yes, that's it!"

"Spread your legs, stand up straight, don't tremble, don't shake!"

"Stand up straight and hold on!"

The five figures lined up according to their size, and Wu Yong sat in front of him with a chair, licking melon seeds while crossing his legs.

"I'll tell you, when I was practicing martial arts back then, I didn't eat less bones. If I didn't practice well, the master hit me as soon as I said, and the thick stick hit my thigh, breaking it abruptly."

Wu Yong gestured exaggeratedly, spit out the skin of the melon seeds on the ground with a puff, and spread all over his feet in a short time.

"Brother Yong, drink some water."

Chun Niang twisted Willow's slender waist, and brought the brewed tea to Wu Yong.

Wu Yong took it smoothly, and did not forget to touch the slender catkin. The tender and smooth touch made him feel excited.

The child is still there!
Chun Niang said something silently, stared reproachfully, quickly withdrew her hand, turned and went back to the main room.

Looking at the swaying back, Wu Yong laughed heartily.

"Uncle Yong, what are you laughing at?"

Fat Miao'er couldn't understand why he laughed, and her big eyes looked around, looking innocent and ignorant.

"Fat Meow, stand still, don't move your little head." Wu Yong shook his feet twice.

A quarter of an hour later.

Liu Ye'er's legs began to tremble, she tried to stabilize her figure, and after a while, she looked at Wu Yong and said softly, "Uncle Yong, I can't hold on any longer."

"If you can't hold on, stop and rest. The first time you practice, you don't have to stick for an hour. Take your time and don't worry."

At this time, Chunniang happened to come over and said softly.

She took out the embroidered handkerchief and walked to Liu Ye'er, and helped her wipe the thin sweat from her forehead.

"Thank you, Aunt Wu!"

Liu Ye'er's face was stained with a thin layer of red, and her long eyelashes fluttered, revealing a look of shame.

She is three years older than Fat Miao'er, and Fat Miao'er is still insisting, but her older sister is defeated, what a shame!
After a while, Wei Shu stood up and said calmly, "I'll take a rest."

As he spoke, he walked to the side, pulled a small stool and sat down.

"Pfft!"

Almost the moment Wei Shu sat down, Compass staggered and fell to the ground.

"I can't, I can't, I can't!"

He didn't stand up at all, and collapsed on the ground on his back.

Now only Li Xiaodao and Fat Miao'er were left, Wu Yong swept across their faces, showing admiration.

After half an hour.

Li Xiaodao's legs began to tremble, and his straight body bent down unconsciously.

"Stand up!" Wu Yong shouted.

Li Xiaodao immediately straightened out his chest and returned to his correct posture.

"Young man, work hard, don't lose to this little fat girl."

Wu Yong's eyes turned on Fat Miao'er, full of surprises, he never expected that this little fat girl could persist to such an extent.

Looking at her expression is still very relaxed.

"I can definitely win!"

Fat Miao'er was full of fighting spirit, clenched his four fingers, and slid his thumb across his nose, making a cool gesture.

(End of this chapter)