Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 20 Waste material is very thorough!
"What are you doing? You've been practicing for more than ten days, and you haven't practiced anything?" Lin Xiaoling looked incredulously at the second son of the Yan family who was kicked and fell in front of him, "You are a man, if there is someone you like in the future Woman, how are you going to protect her?"

"Then I marry someone who is powerful, and let her protect me?" Yan Zimo was not at all ashamed of the issue of soft food.

Lin Xiaoling rolled her eyes, she really convinced him, a big man, softer than a woman like her, can't lift his shoulders and can't jump, after more than ten days of horse stance practice, every day he saw that he was pretty decent, but she went up With a kick in front of him, the second son of the Yan family fell to the ground and yelled when he got up.

It's really waste material, isn't it?

"You are a man anyway, why is your strength weaker than a woman's?" Lin Xiaoling felt inconceivable.

"Miss Lin, my second son has been weaker than others since he was a child." The instructor on the side began to explain, "Although he is not very sick, his strength is indeed much weaker than others, not as good as many girls' families."

Yan Zimo spread his hands, which means: Look? !Naturally, none of my business.

Lin Xiaoling could only roll her eyes: "If you don't make any progress, I won't be ashamed to take your brother's money."

"I told you not to accept this business. My elder brother is definitely in a hurry. I have changed hundreds of instructors since I was a child, and I have practiced countless times for more than ten days, but I am still me. I can't change even a little bit. No."

Lin Xiaoling stomped her feet: "I don't care, anyway, your elder brother didn't say what he wants you to practice, anyway, you practice every day, I will still accept the money!"

"Speaking of thick skin, I guess I have to take you as my teacher." Yan Zimo couldn't help but sarcastically.

Lin Xiaoling raised an eyebrow: "The contract doesn't stipulate that I must let you become a martial arts master. It only requires you to practice obediently at home. If I did it, it is not considered a breach of contract."

While talking, Yan Zimo looked at the sky: "Hey, it's snowing!"

Lin Xiaoling looked up, and sure enough, snowflakes began to float in the air, he couldn't help laughing and said, "It's so beautiful."

She is a woman who grew up in the south of the Yangtze River. She rarely sees snow. She usually sees wet snowflakes. This kind of clear sky with snow is really rare, and after a while, the ground seems to be covered with a layer of fine salt. , It disperses as soon as the wind blows, which is very strange.

"Strange, it hasn't snowed in Wushuang City for several years." Yan Zimo looked at the sky.

Lin Xiaoling wondered: "Isn't this the north? Isn't it supposed to snow often?"

Yan Zimo shook his head: "Wu Shuang City is a place that lacks water. Although my eldest brother manages it, he understands some Feng Shui and numerology, and can pray for rain, but he is not good enough to call for rain. It's just food."

"Your brother still begs for rain?" Lin Xiaoling's eyes widened, why does it sound like something done by a magic stick?

"Senior fighters have some abilities that are different from ordinary people. Although my brother's attribute is gold, he can occasionally pass through water. What's so strange." Yan Zimo expressed contempt for her fuss.

Cut, what's the big deal, Zhuge Liang will still beg for the southeast wind, not surprising or surprising!
"Mother, you will become a fighting spirit fighter in the future, and you may even surpass Yancheng Lord." Xiao Xiaoling's mouth was the sweetest, and Lin Xiaoling was very happy, as expected, his son loved his mother the most.

(End of this chapter)