I add points to my martial arts in the real world

Chapter 2: After one operation, he was stabbed 12 times
"Xiaodong is back. Okay, let's stop here today. We'll fight another day."

When Dad saw Qian Dong coming home, he said something to a few poker friends, ended the game in a hurry, and then started to clean up the living room.

Qian Dong went up to help, but his mother had already gone to the kitchen to prepare noodles for him.

"Stop being busy, you eat first."

After cleaning up the living room, my mother had already come out with noodles.

Qian Dong took the noodles and started to eat them happily. In one day, he only had breakfast in the morning. In order to rush on the road at noon, he didn't eat anything. Now that he smelled the fragrant noodles, his stomach suddenly growled.

"How long do you plan to stay at home this time?"

Mom watched Qian Dong slurping the noodles and couldn't help but ask while sitting aside.

"I may stay at home for a longer time this time. I quit my job and plan to recuperate at home for a while."

Qian Dong began to slow down and answered his mother while eating.

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine... if there are enough noodles, there are still some in the pot."

Mom didn't ask any more questions, just repeated. She seemed to think Qian Dong was in trouble at work, so she didn't ask any more questions, but asked if Qian Dong had enough to eat.

"Well, that's enough, Mom, it still tastes the same."

Qian Dong raised his head and smiled at his mother as he spoke. He understood her mother's worries, but he didn't want to explain too much.

"Still going to see her tomorrow?"

Dad was smoking a cigarette and suddenly asked. This sentence destroyed the harmonious atmosphere between Qian Dong and his mother. For a while, his mother stopped talking and looked at Qian Dong quietly.

"...Let's wait a few days before going, there's no rush..."

Qian Dong paused while eating the noodles, then fell silent for a moment, then continued eating the noodles after saying something.

"Ah."

Dad stopped talking and continued to smoke, looking at Qian Dong with dull eyes.

"By the way, Dad, I remember that Grandpa Dong from the neighboring village used to practice martial arts."

After a while of silence, Qian Dong took the initiative to change the topic and talked about an important reason for going home this time.

"Huh? Oh, oh, yes, Uncle Dong used to practice martial arts."

Dad seemed to be a little out of his mind. After hearing Qian Dong's question, he thought for a moment before answering.

"How is your health, old man? Are you still practicing martial arts?"

"I was in good health before, but I'm afraid I won't be able to practice martial arts now. Alas...it's also a sin."

Dad said as he put out the cigarette butt in his hand, then lit another one. He watched Qian Dong finish the meal and handed him one.

"Huh? What does that mean."

Qian Dong took the cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. He was a little surprised by his father's reaction. He didn't know what his father meant. He blew out a puff of smoke and asked.

"Hey, it's interesting to talk about it. Mr. Dong was going to the county town to visit a friend, and then he met a young guy with a knife who wanted to commit murder. He was also strong as ever, so he rushed up to him with his bare hands, and killed that guy in less than a minute. The young man was uniformed."

Mom helped Qian Dong clear away the dishes and interrupted with a smile. Apparently this matter had been spread around and everyone knew about it.

"Is there still this matter? I'm afraid the old man will go up to 75 this year. Can he still be so brave?"

Qian Dong was also shocked. He could only say that he was indeed a martial arts practitioner with extraordinary courage. "What? The young man was subdued in less than a minute, but he was stabbed 1 times. If he hadn't been lucky enough to avoid the vital points, I might have just confessed like this."

My mother couldn't help laughing as she said this, but then she seemed to feel that it was a little bad to laugh like this, so she stopped immediately and entered the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks.

"Dad, is what mom said true?"

Qian Dong was a little stunned. There was something wrong with this story.

"Really, it was just a few months ago. If the hospital hadn't been nearby and the rescue was timely, I would have been able to escape successfully."

Dad smoked a cigarette and replied affirmatively. This kind of thing spreads the fastest in rural areas, and the former Mr. Dong was also a very prestigious old man in these villages. This kind of thing cannot be faked.

"Uh, that's it."

Qian Dong was speechless for a moment. Half of the reason why he came home this time was because of Mr. Dong. He wanted to learn martial arts and test his golden fingers as soon as possible.

Now that I hear this news, I can't help but feel a little disappointed. I didn't expect that Mr. Dong would end up like this when he faced a young man with a knife after practicing martial arts all his life.

"Dad, I'd better take some things to visit Grandpa Dong tomorrow."

Qian Dong is still unwilling to give up just like that, and plans to visit him tomorrow. If it doesn't work and Mr. Dong is no longer able to teach, he can also communicate with him. It may be a little troublesome to ask for the contact information of other martial arts practitioners, but it's easier. Came back empty-handed.

"Well, you might as well go and take a look. Are you looking for something to do with him?"

Dad didn't object, nodded and asked Qian Dong one more question.

"Well, I actually want to practice martial arts with you when I come back this time, and think of it as a way to keep fit."

Qian Dong didn't deny it. You couldn't hide this kind of thing, and you would have to tell your parents sooner or later.

"Well, it's really time for you to exercise. It would be good to relax for a while and exercise."

Dad nodded, looked Qian Dong up and down, and agreed with his words.

Qian Dong was also speechless at the look in his father's eyes. He was 175cm tall and weighed 120 kilograms. He had always been on the thin side. Before he was 30 years old, he never weighed more than 110 kilograms. He was always skinny. He only started to gain a little weight after he was 30 years old. , but half of the meat is on the belly, and the whole person is still a little thin, except for the slight bulge on the belly.

"Well, I plan to take good care of myself at home during this period. I also have some savings, so I don't want to go to work so soon."

Qian Dong followed his father's words to prevent his parents from thinking too much.

After hearing this, Dad stopped talking and smiled.

The sky quickly darkened, and the countryside was not quiet at night. There were frogs croaking everywhere, but in Qian Dong's ears, these sounds were unconsciously noisy and somewhat hypnotic.

In the bustling city, Qian Dong would not sleep at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night without holding his mobile phone. However, in the countryside, when he lay on the bed at nine o'clock, at 09:30, he had already started practicing martial arts in his dream, and soon he was practicing martial arts. Success, the experiencer feels like flying over the roof and walking over the wall.

"Gu~gugu~~"

The sound of a rooster crowing woke up Qian Dong. After washing up, he stood outside and moved his body, and then started running around the village.

What he told his father about exercising was not just words, but actions.

In the city, he may not be so conscious about getting up early to exercise, but at home everything has become different.

In the morning in the village, except for occasionally seeing a few old people exercising outside, no young people got up.

Qian Dong ran a few laps before he was out of breath and could no longer continue. He walked slowly home, washed himself and then sat down to rest. His physical fitness was worrying, and the energy and spirit quality given by the system was only [-] to [-]% of ordinary people. There is a reason.

(End of this chapter)