The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 105 Teaching
The next morning, the lacquer-carved pier changed into a bunt and impatiently walked into the loud room, "Miss Dangdang, you are so injured, what are you practicing, or just let it go."

After those four years of separation, the little fat man in the past has already disregarded his popularity.

"Stand up straight for me!!" Dang Dang stood up from the bed with a serious face.Although I was injured, it was more than enough to teach such a kid.It just so happened that I was injured and free, so I wasted time with this kid.

Dangdang held the lacquer-carved pier by the back collar and brought him to the yard, "Come on, show me a set of lion-faced eight female guns."

The lion's eight female guns have a total of eight styles of "seal, close, lift, captivity, take, block, return, and wrap". This is the basis of the lion's spearmanship, so it is called the eight female guns. She wants to see what is left of the lacquer carving pier. How many.

"Cut, what's so difficult about this, let me show you a little bit!" After speaking, Qi Diaodun picked up the broom next to him and started to dance quickly. "Hey!! Ha!! Whoo!!"

Fang Dangdang looked at Qi Diaodun's soft marksmanship, and really became more and more angry, "Stop!! What are you practicing!"

The set of things that Qi Diaodun used just now was so loud that he almost didn't recognize that it was the eight female spears with lions.

Qi Diaodun, who was already out of breath just halfway through the practice, threw the broom in his hand on the ground with all his strength, and said somewhat dissatisfied: "The main reason is that the head of this broom is too big to use force."

"Look out!" Dang Dang hooked with one foot, and the broom on the ground was caught by Dang Dang.As she glared angrily, she quickly stroked the broomstick in her hand, slashed horizontally and vertically, slashed left and stabbed again, and the spear trembled wildly.

This ordinary broom was danced with a bang, which made it impervious to splashing water. The whirlwind of the broom danced and the lacquer carved piers retreated step by step.

Just when the dust in the courtyard was almost about to form a whirlwind.Ning Shuning, who came to visit Dang Dang, saw this scene.

"Miss Dangdang!!" An angry Ning Shuning ran over and snatched the broom from Dangdang's hand. "Now that you are so injured, you are still practicing martial arts!!! Are you dying??"

Dangdang looked at his sister and smiled embarrassingly, "It's okay, I'm just teaching this kid."

Ning Shuning hugged the broom as if she was afraid of snatching it away, and shook her head vigorously, "No, no, you can do whatever you want, but you just can't practice martial arts."

How could it be possible for the disciples not to do anything, and Fang Dangdang and Ning Shuning started to argue.

But after several arguments, Fang Dang finally softened his heart when he saw the tears in Ning Shuning's eyes.

In the end, Xiang Dangdang promised Ning Shuning that during the two months of recuperation, except for helping those who are interrelated with demons, she should not use her internal force, and she was not allowed to touch weapons to rest her wounds at ease.

"Be happy, don't be so sullen." Dangdang hugged his sister in his arms, with a helpless expression on his face.

I am only this girl, no matter how hard I can make my girl sad, right?

"In that case, I don't need to practice anymore??" Qi Diaodun was overjoyed seeing the embarrassing expression on his face.

Let go of Ning Shuning with a bang, turned around and glared at him fiercely, "You are beautiful!! Go! Come with me into the house!!"

After arriving in the room, Ning Dangdang asked Ning Shuning to bring the Four Treasures of the Study, and quickly started writing on the high-quality rice paper with a Langhao pen.

After a while, there was densely written on that piece of rice paper, "Come on, little fat man, this is Chapter 1 of the eight female marksmanship of the lion. Copy it ten times for me."

"Isn't it?!" You let me hold the pen? ?Then let me practice martial arts! "Qi Diaodun's face was full of misery.

"Did you forget what your mother told you?? Practice for me if you don't want to be beaten!" Dangdang slapped him directly on the back of the head.I put the brush in my hand into his hand.

Qi Diaodun looked at Dangdang who was staring at him beside him, muttering in a low voice while starting to copy.

Looking at the lacquer carving pier who was practicing with a frowning face, I started to write Chapter 2 with a bang.

In the days that followed, Qi Diaodun's hard days came, and he had almost forgotten all the martial arts he learned in the Lion Gate when he was a child.
And Dangdang asked him to recall it again by rote, and this process really made him extremely uncomfortable.

However, compared to Qi Diaodun's pain, the loudness of the supervisor on the side was also very boring. Watching Qi Diaodun's copying of Shixiangmen's exercises crookedly, he couldn't stop shaking his head loudly.

Just when it was ringing and bored, suddenly her ears moved, and her unusually sensitive hearing had already heard, a familiar footstep with a tempting fragrance drifting from far to near.

"Ha~" Dangdang who was sitting on the bed let out a hache. "Okay, let's stop here today."

"Okay!!" Qi Diaodun threw away the pen, and when he opened the door and ran out with relief, he almost bumped into Ning Shuning who came to deliver the food.

"Miss Dangdang, I made kelp bone soup today, your bones will grow faster if you eat more bones." Ning Shuning walked into the house, put down the bucket in her hand with a smile on her face.

"Sister, being a sister is really boring right now. You see, my injury is almost healed." Dangdang lay back, his body stretched into big characters on the bed.

Ning Shuning grabbed her ringing right hand and pulled it up, "Hurry up and drink the soup, anyway, you just can't practice martial arts, honestly recuperate with peace of mind."

"Ai~" Dangdang sighed, took a sip of the bone soup that Ning Shuning had filled.

"Huh?! This soup tastes really good, did you make this?" Dangdang said in surprise, looking at the bone soup in the bowl in his hand.

This bowl of kelp pork ribs soup, not only the meat and bones are about to melt away, but also the kelp is crispy, and the essence is melted in the pot of soup, which tastes very delicious in the mouth.

Seeing that the soup was delicious, Ning Shuning's mouth curled up. She put her hands on her cheeks and looked at Xiang Dangdang. She slapped her long eyelashes and said, "It's good if it tastes good. Then drink more."

This soup is made in clay pots that she specially cooks over low heat for half a day. Of course it is delicious.

"Who did you learn from??" Dangdang asked Ning Shuning as he handed the empty bowl in his hand.It's clear that my sister's craftsmanship is resounding, if she couldn't make this taste before.

Ning Shuning was holding the soup with a long-handled spoon, and said: "The biggest restaurant in Taiwu Village, Baijiayan, has a chef named Tu Mengliang. I learned from him."

Hearing this, Dang Dang's eyes sparkled, she clapped her hands together, and stood up excitedly, "Haha, I have something to do!!"

Dangdang turned his head to Ning Shuning and asked, "Then Tu Mengliang's cooking skills are really superb?"

(End of this chapter)