In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 81 Teaching Kung Fu

Spring has come completely, and the sunshine of Hexi spreads all over the earth, and the yellow earth is covered with green clothes.

On the land, farmers sweat like rain and work hard on the land that has been passed down from generation to generation. The sound of cows lowing sounds from time to time, and the singing of Xintianyou echoes in the mountains.

There are still many red flags fluttering on the field heads and ridges, which look very spectacular, but there is no smile on the face of the farmers, even with a little irony.

Wang Manyin was humming a tune from his previous life, riding a bicycle on the dirt road, feeling pretty good.

He went to Shigejie just now, found Liu Genmin, and quickly went through the adoption procedures of Dahai. From then on, Jiang Dahai became a part of their family.

He is still very happy, Dahai is a sensible child, and when he has a child in the future, he will be able to take care of him by himself.

Of course, Wang Manyin's pitiful heart is more responsible. Although he can't do anything in this special era, the village can still help.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the western sky was filled with a large cloud of fire, as if the sky had been ignited.

White cooking smoke was also floating in the sky above Guanzi Village, and the crowing and barking of cocks and dogs could be heard endlessly, and an artistic conception unique to the countryside rushed over.

Wang Manyin pushed the bicycle into the yard, and suddenly found a small pile of firewood piled up in a corner of the yard, neatly piled up.

"Man Yin, I'm back. Let me tell you, Da Hai is hardworking. He helped me take a bath for Hei Zai in the morning. In the afternoon, I went to the mountains to find so much firewood." Lan Hua, who was tied with an apron, said happily.

Jiang Dahai also came out from the inside, his face was covered with a smear of black from the bottom of the pot, he probably was helping Lanhua to light a fire just now.

"Hahaha, son, well done, this is brought back by your godfather from the Shige Festival." Wang Manyin laughed, pretending to fumble in the satchel, but actually took out a slingshot in the sign-in space.

This slingshot was the first time he signed in. He gave one to Chen Yuan, and the others remained unchanged.

Jiang Dahai took the slingshot, couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, and said, "Thank you godfather."

Wang Manyin rubbed his hair until it was crumpled into a bird's nest, and he said:

"Let's go to the county town in two days, give you a haircut, and take a walk around. Your godfather and I are a wandering ghost. If you don't go shopping for a while, you will feel bad."

Lan Hua burst out laughing, and Jiang Dahai also grinned in the relaxed atmosphere.

The three of them entered the cave, Wang Manyin asked what to eat tonight, Lan Hua said to eat noodles, noodles with sour fish, the milky white fish soup was already bubbling on the coal stove, and now I will wait for him to come back down below.

Wang Manyin nodded, picked up Hei Zai beside him with one hand, squeezed its muscles, and couldn't help being amazed.

Lan Hua put the noodles into the milky white fish soup, and said casually: "By the way, Man Yin, it will be Qingming in two days, shall we go to sweep the grave?"

"Sweeping the grave?" Wang Manyin recalled the memory of his predecessor and nodded. Their Wang family really has a cemetery. On the side of Wangjiazhuang, most of the Wang family's ancestors are buried, including the most famous Bagong.

Although he is no longer in Wangjiazhuang, it stands to reason that he should still go to worship.

Of course, the predecessor went to visit the grave purely for two meals.

While the two were talking, the noodles were already up, and the three of them each had a big bowl, and they sat on the kang bed and began to suck up.

On the way, Jiang Dahai said a little uneasy: "Godfather, our family has always eaten so well?"

Wang Manyin smiled, "Just know what we eat, but don't tell everyone about it, do you know?"

Jiang Dahai nodded, "I won't tell anyone."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and took a sip of the fish soup. The umami taste filled his mouth, making him reluctant to swallow it for a long time. Today, he felt like he was in a dream. What kind of fairy days are he living.

After the meal, Wang Manyin threw away the bowls and chopsticks, and handed them over to Lan Hua and Da Hai, who were also happy to do such chores.

It was still early at this time, and although the setting sun had disappeared on the top of the mountain, the sky and the earth were still shining brightly.

Wang Manyin came to the yard to exercise for a while, and suddenly remembered that he had obtained master-level fighting skills, so he couldn't help but start gesturing.

"Swipe, brush, brush!"

Every punch and palm contains great power, and the vigor of the tiger makes people look pleasing to the eye, but also inexplicably frightening.

After some rehearsals, Wang Manyin broke out in a thin sweat, feeling refreshed all over his body and exhaling directly.

Turning his head, he found that Jiang Dahai was leaning against the wooden door, looking at him adoringly, hesitant to speak.

"Stinky boy, where do you look?" Wang Manyin said carelessly.

"Godfather, you... are amazing, and you can actually kung fu."

"Fart kung fu is just a little bit of fighting skills. If you want to learn it, you don't have to be afraid to fight with others after learning it." Wang Manyin bewitched.

Now that Jiang Dahai is his son, as an old father, of course he has to wish his child well.

So Wang Manyin wanted Jiang Haihai to learn one-handed fighting skills and practice his physical fitness. Otherwise, if he loses in a fight with someone in the future, where would he put his face?
Jiang Dahai's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded sharply.

Afterwards, Wang Manyin began to teach, and at the same time stipulated daily training tasks to strengthen his physical fitness.

Fortunately, their food is not bad every day, and their nutrition can fully keep up. Otherwise, if they practice according to his method, they will have to practice sooner or later.

Seeing Jiang Dahai's excited appearance, Wang Manyin also breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the child would not be able to get out of the sadness of his grandfather's departure, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

After cleaning the stove, Lan Hua took out her needle and thread and sat under the eaves. She looked at the two with a smile on her lips, and started to do needlework.

After Wang Manyin taught for a while, Chen Donghe's family next door also came to watch the commotion, and the two families were chatting in the yard.

Lan Hua hurriedly brought out a few stools for them to sit on, and at the same time took out the fried pumpkin seeds for Dajia to have a snack.

Chen Yuan looked at it with great interest for a while, and immediately pestered Wang Manyin to learn it too. They were at a time when they were very active at this age, and they were eager to have a lot of kung fu.

Wang Manyin did not refuse either. Teaching one is teaching, but teaching two is not teaching. He immediately asked Chen Yuan and Jiang Dahai to learn together.

Of course, for Chen Yuan, Wang Manyin didn't stipulate so much physical fitness training content, and he couldn't guarantee whether Chen Yuan's nutrition could keep up.

The perseverance of the two children is quite strong. Although some moves are very simple to do, they both gritted their teeth and persisted. If things go on like this, maybe they can really achieve some achievements.
(End of this chapter)