The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 221
There are quite a few people in the Zhao Family Martial Arts Gym. Twenty or thirty people are learning martial arts, all of whom are half-aged. When Feng Huaying came, Cao Qingyong was competing with the team members.

Small grabs, elbow strikes, side kicks, spin throws... face-to-face punches, throwing hands back and forth, Cao Qingyong and his opponent fought passionately, no one would let anyone else, and the students around were cheering for them , The two turned a deaf ear.

Feng Huaying looked at it with gusto, eager to try it, his hands were itchy, Xiao Zeying had the same expression, and his eyes were shining.

In the end, Cao Qingyong narrowly lost, and his opponent stretched out his hand to Cao Qingyong who was thrown to the ground.

Cao Qingyong didn't have any opinion on his opponent because of the failure, he took his companion's hand broad-mindedly, stood up with his strength, and said with a smile: "Sooner or later, I will defeat you."

"Wait for that day." The opponent didn't get angry either, and responded generously.

It took Cao Qingyong to turn around to drink water before he saw the little martial uncle, and he suddenly became ill: "Little martial uncle, why are you here? When did you come?"

The way he was defeated just now won't be seen. Thinking about it, he felt ashamed and flustered. He was actually defeated, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Why is it so small, when he came on stage, the little uncle came over.

Feng Huaying smiled and said, "It didn't take long, only about a minute."

The child's self-esteem is strong, so let's pretend he didn't see it.

However, Cao Qingyong didn't believe this clumsy lie, rolled his eyes, but still didn't dare to roll them.

"Are you done with Yanhai's work? How is it going? Are they all antiques? Is there any Ming Xizong Hanmagpie Zhengmei Protecting Lantern screen?" Cao Qingyong was curious, teasing Xiao Zeying while curious Teammates say hello.

He has seen many precious wooden utensils, and he has also seen and touched the dragon chair when he was in the capital, but Ming Xizong's woodworking works are very rare, and he has never seen any that have been handed down.

He also made a foldable and easy-to-carry exquisitely carved pattern, Chitailin Pavilion, which was also meticulously carved, which was said to be unique at the time, but unfortunately it is missing.

Cao Qingyong has only seen the five Cuyuan halls he built, and is full of expectations for his other works.

Although he was not a good emperor, he was indeed an excellent carpenter.

"No." Feng Huaying happened to have this record in the manual he had read, knowing what Cao Qingyong was talking about, he shook his head directly.

After greeting these youthful young people, Feng Huaying felt that she had also been infected with the vitality of youth, and felt like a middle-aged person in her 50s or [-]s who had no passion.

Being in the same space with these hormonal erupting young people, she wanted to move her muscles even more, as if she was instantly rejuvenated.

Since she went to Yanhai, she has really seldom exercised. Occasionally, she went to the mountains for wood, and by the way, she hunted two wild game, let alone fight, her bones were rusted.

"Can you spare a space here for us to practice?" Feng Huaying was eager to try, and couldn't wait to sweat.

Ji Weihe suddenly thumped in his heart: "Huaying..."

How dare he fight Huaying, no matter whether he wins or loses, he can't do it, let alone there are so many people here.

"Ah? Little uncle, do you want to practice?" Cao Qingyong hesitated: "This is not good, aren't you bullying Uncle Ji?"

Cao Qingyong looked at Ji Weihe's arms and legs suspiciously, successfully turning Ji Weihe's face black.

What do you mean, think he can't do it?
The child was handed over to Cao Qingyong, and Ji Weihe said with a slumped face, "It's not just about strength."

"Oh oh oh." Cao Qingyong hugged Xiao Zeying well, averted his eyes, and answered a little perfunctorily.

The other students have been paying attention to this side, and are very interested in Cao Qingyong's little uncle.

At first they thought it was the man holding the child, but it turned out to be a woman, and they were very interested.

Now it seems that they are about to fight, and their eyes widen.

Curator Zhao also found it strange, and happily set aside an open space for Feng Huaying and Ji Weihe.

Feng Huaying smiled and said to Ji Weihe: "You must not be polite."

Others opened their eyes wide and wanted to watch, but they were all kicked out by Director Zhao: "What are you looking at, are you so idle after training? It seems that you are not tired, go out and squat for an extra hour!"

The students wailed, but curator Zhao remained indifferent, leaving only Cao Qingyong holding the child.

Cao Qingyong looked over innocently: I also want to go out to exercise, but I can't help it, he has to take care of the children.

Ji Weihe waited in full force, not daring to relax, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the battle was imminent.

The two people moved suddenly, and fought quickly. Feng Huaying's iron fist pierced the air and came with the sound of piercing. It is conceivable that if this punch hits Ji Weihe, he will definitely vomit blood.

But Ji Weihe dodged the punch and grabbed Feng Huaying's wrist, trying to disrupt her rhythm.

Curator Zhao was amazed and praised Ji Weihe's skills: "He has practiced."

Seeing Feng Huaying's swift attack a moment ago, he was still worried for Ji Weihe, but now he doesn't think he will lose at all.

Experts will know immediately if there is one.

Of course, Feng Huaying is also very good, and he appreciates her even more, paying attention to her all the time.

Feng Huaying is not only powerful, but also decisive and sharp, even he cannot be said to be able to fight.

Both surprised him.

Feng Huaying backhanded back halfway, Ji Weihe had to let go, otherwise he would be taken down.

Feng Huaying had the upper hand in power, Ji Weihe was superior in technique, and in just a few breaths, he and I have passed at least five or six moves.

Xiao Zeying, who was still quiet at first, opened her eyes wide. Mom and dad are fighting?

Water mist quickly filled his eyes, and he cried out with a cry, and leaned forward with his small body, Cao Qingyong almost couldn't hold him, and slapped him with his small hands indiscriminately.

Cao Qingyong only felt that he was suffering extremely: Why did I get hurt when the two of them competed?

Ji Weihe's skill is very good, and Feng Huaying's subordinates have to pay attention to propriety. They can't help him for a while, but the more they fight, the more excited they become.

But as soon as the daughter cried, Ji Weihe withdrew, Feng Huaying also lost his mind, and the discussion was over.

Just seeing the exciting part, it was over, curator Zhao looked at Cao Qingyong with no expression on his face: I can't even take care of a child, what else can I do, I will give him an extra meal tomorrow!
Cao Qingyong just felt a chill all over, what's going on, why is the curator looking at me like that?
Ji Weihe reached out to coax Xiao Zeying, but Xiao Zeying avoided his hand, didn't want him at all, and fell into Feng Huaying's arms directly.

Ji Weihe withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Seeing his daughter holding Feng Huaying's neck and not letting go, he felt sore: "Why doesn't my daughter see you beat me, so she knows to protect you and doesn't feel sorry for her father at all."

The heartache of the old father, can it be that the girl can only be the mother's caring little padded jacket?
Feng Huaying gave Ji Weihe a white look, "How old are you?"

"And my daughter is protecting me, what's your opinion?"

I'm so embarrassed, it's better to have a daughter, because we are in the same country with her.

Ji Weihe was so aggrieved that he didn't dare to refute, what could he say.

"Comrade Feng, are you interested in joining my Zhao family martial arts school?" Director Zhao looked at the two of them enthusiastically.

Both of them are good prospects, but Ji Weihe is a bit older, and he can see the actions of the B team, so he is more optimistic about Feng Huaying.

Although there is no winner between the two, Feng Huaying is more malleable. If he learns martial arts well, he can become a grandmaster in time.

It was rare to see such a good seedling, and he didn't want to miss it.

(End of this chapter)