"What's going on."

Just as we were clamoring here, a cold voice sounded, and another person came out of the house. It was Murong Huofeng who came.

"Sister Feng, you're here just right. This dog thief is so hateful. I teach Xiao Yu'er to practice martial arts. What's wrong with him? Is he okay with it?" Murong Xue said angrily.

After Murong Huofeng understood the reason, she stopped drinking Murong Xue, who was still yelling, pulled Xiao Yuer next to her and said, "Actually, I think Xiao Yuer is too young. If you don't practice martial arts, let's talk about it later."

When Murong Xue heard this, she stopped doing it and shouted, "Sister Feng, why do you say this? Instead, you are talking to the dog thief. Didn't you agree to the practice of martial arts before?"

Murong Huofeng said: "I promised this, but I think Xiaoyuer has worked very hard these days. He is too young to endure this hardship."

Murong Xue said: "Sister Feng, this is wrong. I know you feel sorry for Xiao Yuer, but the more you do this, the more you cannot spoil him. What are you afraid of when you suffer? The more you are afraid of suffering, the more you have to let him suffer. Otherwise, how can you become a great hero who stands tall in the future!"

Murong Huofeng had nothing to say for a moment.

Jiang Ping spoke at this time and said, "Murong Xue, don't mess around here. You have to teach Xiaoyuer to practice martial arts. It's okay. I'll ask you, just by your three-legged cat's kung fu, how can you teach Xiaoyuer like?"

"you!"

When Murong Xue heard the other party call her kung fu the skill of the three-legged cat, she immediately became angry and said angrily. "My Murong family is a family of ancient martial arts for thousands of years. You actually call it a three-legged cat. It's simply nonsense and it's too much to deceive people!"

Jiang Ping said: "Maybe ancient martial arts has extraordinary advantages. However, in my opinion, the effect of tempering the body is limited, and it is not the first-class physical refining technique. It can be used to strengthen the body, but don't take it too seriously. Let me give you a very simple example. I don't know much about ancient martial arts, and I didn't start practicing martial arts at the age of three or five. But now, my strength is not comparable to that of you, Murong Xue, right?"

"you!"

Murong Xue was speechless for a moment, and was choked by the other party and couldn't speak. She wanted to refute a few words, but found that she could not refute it because the other party was right at all, and what she said was the fact. Jiang Ping seemed to have not practiced ancient martial arts. But her current strength is shocking and it is not something that Murong Xue could match.

"You are you, Xiaoyuer is Xiaoyuer! You don't need to be proud, I don't believe it. When Xiaoyuer grows up, her strength will be worse than you!" She had to say this angrily in the end.

Murong Huofeng's heart moved and thought to himself, could the other party have another wonderful method of practice. If this is the case, there is really no need to rush to let Xiaoyuer practice martial arts.

Thinking of this, she stopped Murong Xue and said, "Okay. Xuemei, don't say much. Let's stop this. Xiao Yuer is still young, so it's not too late to talk about her practice and martial arts after a while."

"Sister Feng!"

Murong Xue was very unwilling to accept it, but as the other party spoke harshly, she didn't say anything more. She stomped her feet and turned around and left.

"Oh no, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look..." Ouyang Ting said, and turned around and left in a hurry.

At this time, only Xiaoyuer, Murong Huofeng and Jiang Ping were left in the field. Murong Huofeng's cheeks were slightly red, and he pulled Xiaoyuer and wanted to turn around and leave. Jiang Ping walked over at this time and shouted to Xiaoyuer: "Little Yuer, call me dad!"

Xiao Yuer didn't say a word, glanced at the mother beside her, and quickly hid behind her.

When Jiang Ping saw this, he couldn't help but laugh and cry. Is he so scary?

"Xiao Yu'er, if you don't call me dad, your dad will be angry and don't like you anymore!" Jiang Ping deliberately said with a frightened face.

Xiaoyuer was still hiding behind her mother, silently.

Murong Huofeng remembered the other party's words of practicing martial arts just now, and immediately pulled Xiaoyuer behind her and said to him: "Little Yuer, call him Dad--" After saying that, his cheeks became hot.

"Dad!" Xiaoyuer shouted at the other party, laughed, and hid behind her mother again.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but feel overjoyed, responding happily, saying, "Little Yu'er is so good! Look, what are you bringing to you by dad!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and took out a huge ginseng fruit from his sleeve and handed it to the other party.

The little fish ran over happily and grabbed the ginseng fruit, holding it tightly in his hand.

"Does Xiaoyuer like to eat ginseng fruit? Eat it quickly." Jiang Ping said.

"I'll take it later and eat it with Sister Xiaolan!" Xiaoyuer said in a tender voice.

Jiang Ping said: "Xiao Yuer is so well-behaved, but Sister Xiaolan has it. This ginseng fruit is for you."

"No, I want to eat with Sister Xiaolan!" Xiaoyuer said stubbornly.

Jiang Ping touched the other party's head and said, "Little Yuer is so good."

"Yes, will the little fisher count?" Jiang Ping asked.

Xiaoyuer nodded and Jiang Ping said, "Oh, can Xiaoyuer really count? Is it okay to count it for dad?"

Xiaoyuer immediately counted her tender voice and said, "One, two, three, four...eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve...fifty, fifty, fifty...ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred two..."

Jiang Ping felt a strange look when he heard this. It turned out that not only Xiaolan was a little genius, but this kid was not inferior to Xiaolan at all.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyuer is so amazing. She can count so many of them. Who taught you this?" Jiang Ping asked.

"It was Sister Xiaolan who taught me. Sister Xiaolan said that after learning to count, you can only become a great scientist." Xiaoyuer said angrily.

Jiang Ping said: "So that's how it is."

Murong Huofeng stood aside for a while, and then turned around and wanted to leave. Jiang Ping shouted at this time, walked up to him and said, "Huofeng, thank you!"

Murong Huofeng was stunned and didn't understand what the other party meant for a moment.

"I'm very happy that you asked Xiaoyuer to call him dad just now." Jiang Ping said again.

Only then did Murong Huofeng realize that his jade cheeks became hot again.

Looking at the other party's shy beauty, Jiang Ping's heart moved and couldn't help but reach out and grab the other party's jade hand.

Murong Huofeng was shocked and wanted to break free, but couldn't. She glanced at him, gritted her teeth and scolded, "Let go!"

Jiang Ping did not let go, but instead grabbed the other party's jade hand and gently rubbed it in his palm.

Murong Huofeng's cheeks were even flushed and she was so embarrassed.

Looking at the other person's moving beauty, Jiang Ping felt a rippling heart, and when the ape stretched out his arms, he pulled the other person into his arms.

Murong Huofeng was shocked and wanted to struggle to get up, but the other party's arms were as solid as rocks. Fever temperature and strong masculine aura came from the other party's wide chest. Her delicate body collapsed for a moment and fell into the other party's arms and could no longer get up.

"You, let go..." The beauty exhaled like orchid, shy and coquettish.

"I won't let it go." Jiang Ping said with a saliva, stretched out his hand, gently stroked the other party's jade-like cheek.

Murong Huofeng spurted blood on his jade face, raised his jade palm and was about to hit him, but the palm wind had already fallen on the other party's cheek, but it seemed so weak and weak. His jade fingers just slid gently across the other party's cheek, as if it was a lover's caress.

"Huofeng, why don't you do it anymore? Are you reluctant to let it go..." Jiang Ping said with a saliva.

"You, you are despicable..." Murong Huofeng raised his jade palm again, and this time he was cruel to leave a "mark" on the other party's cheek.

"Brother Xiaoyuer, brother Xiaoyuer..."

At this moment, a crisp and tender voice sounded from far to near outside the yard. Before the people arrived, the sound arrived.

When Murong Huofeng heard the sound, she was shocked, as if she was frightened by a frightened rabbit. She pushed the other party away with her cheeks, her cheeks were as red as blood, and she stomped her feet gently, and flew away like a slight smoke.

"Brother Xiaoyuer! Dad!"

A little girl with pink makeup ran into the yard, who wasn't Xiaolan?

"Dad, why are you here too? Are you here to see Xiaoyuer's younger brother?" Xiaolan laughed and ran to her father and asked.

Jiang Ping reached out and pinched the other party's delicate little face and said, "Yes, Xiaolan, beloved, dad is here to see Xiaoyuer's younger brother."

"Sister Xiaolan!" Xiaoyuer next to him shouted, and raised the ginseng fruit given by Jiang Ping just now in his hand.

"Ginseng Fruit!"

Xiaolan's eyes lit up, and she looked at the ginseng fruit in the other person's hand and couldn't help swallowing.

"Sister Xiaolan, eat it!" Xiaoyuer handed the ginseng fruit to the other party.

Xiaolan swallowed and said, "Brother Xiaoyuer, you eat it, Sister Xiaolan has eaten it."

Xiao Yuer put the ginseng fruit into her mouth and took a bite. She immediately ate the juice and flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She laughed and handed the ginseng fruit towards the other party.

Xiaolan couldn't hold on anymore, so she took the ginseng fruit handed over by the other party, put it in her mouth and took a bite. She ate it and passed it back, and smiled and said, "Brother Xiaoyuer, you eat it!"

The two little kids are here, you and I will eat a ginseng fruit in a short while.

"Brother Xiaoyuer, let's go and have fun."

Xiaolan shouted, then turned to her father and asked, "Dad, does Xiaoyuer's younger brother no longer need to practice martial arts?" She still remembered this talent.

Jiang Ping said: "Yes, Xiaoyuer doesn't need to practice martial arts anymore."

After hearing this, Xiaolan clapped her hands and cheered: "Is it true? This is great!"

Jiang Ping said: "Will Xiaolan still need to practice martial arts?"

Xiaolan shook her head and said, "Little Yuer's younger brother has stopped practicing martial arts anymore, so Xiaolan has not practiced anymore!"

Jiang Ping was speechless for a while. It turned out that this little girl was not really not afraid of suffering. She just didn't want to fall behind in front of Xiao Yuer's younger brother. When she heard that Xiao Yuer stopped practicing, she stopped practicing. (To be continued...)
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