Super gun god

Chapter 5 Warm Home
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Guang dragged his exhausted body home to rest.

The apartment building where Yang Guang's family lives is an old building called Guiyuan Building, with a total of 160 floors.

Since human beings are concentrated in metropolises and the population density is high, such skyscrapers are the most common buildings. Currently, the tallest building in the world has more than 400 floors and a height of more than [-] meters.

There are more than 3000 households living in this small apartment building, with different sizes.

Yang Guang's house is the smallest one, which was bought by his parents when they first got married. They bought a house on the 31st floor. The low-rise houses have poor lighting and are relatively cheap.

Coming out of the old elevator, he took out the key and opened the door. Yang Guang found that the whole family was still awake today, watching TV in the living room.

This is not common. Usually at this time, except for my father or mother waiting for me to come back, everyone else is basically asleep.

My parents and elder brother get up very early to go to work, and my younger sister also has to study, so they usually go to bed early.

What's the situation today?
Yang Guang looked at them with some doubts, but found nothing unusual.

Seeing Yang Guang's return, mother Lin Yufen got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to make hot soup for her son.

Because Yang Guang exercises every day, the family had to prepare some supplements for him, and he drank three times a day.

Drink it once in the morning, take it to school at noon, and drink it again at night when you go home.

If you don't supplement it, a lot of physical exertion every day will make your body overwhelmed.

Therefore, it is very reasonable to say that the poor are rich in literature and martial arts.

Fortunately, Yang Guang chose the spear major, so the physical consumption is not very high, and it is almost enough to eat some general supplements.

Even so, most of the family's expenses now are spent on Yang Guang.

"Are you back? How was your training today?"

Father Yang Zhiming took off his glasses and turned his eyes from the TV series to Yang Guang.

Yang Zhiming still cared about his son's training. In the first two years, as long as the factory did not work overtime, he would accompany his son to train.

At that time, watching my son train with those heavy firearms every day, my heart ached.

However, his son is particularly able to endure hardships and has amazing perseverance. Yang Zhiming is quite proud of this.

He also felt that the child would be promising in the future.

While unloading the backpack and putting it away, Yang Guang replied to his father, "It's pretty good, I shot today."

"Oh?" Yang Zhiming turned around and asked in surprise, "So, you passed Mr. Lin's first level?"

"Well, it's passed." Yang Guang answered lightly, sat down on the narrow sofa, and touched the head of his sister beside him.

Brother Yang Tian turned around and punched Yang Guang, and said happily, "Good boy, not bad!"

They all knew how perverted the training that Lao Lintou gave Yang Guang was, so strict that almost the whole family worried that Yang Guang would not be able to last for a few days.

At the beginning, Yang Guang went home every day with swollen arms.Especially the wrist, which looks deformed.

Back home, Yang Guang insisted on using ice cubes for cold compresses, while Yang Zhiming gritted his teeth and massaged his son. Yang Guang endured the torture.

And this persistence lasted for six full years, and today it finally came to fruition, how could the family be unhappy.

Younger sister Yang Ying responded to Yang Guang's elbow, her face was both happy and proud, "I said earlier that the second brother can do it, how about it, I read it right."

Yang Zhiming asked again: "How is the shooting result?"

"The shooting accuracy is very good." Yang Guang said honestly, he has nothing to be humble about his family. "If you only talk about the shooting level, it should be enough to be admitted to the gun profession."

Yang Zhiming nodded in relief: "It's not bad, but don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's okay if you don't pass the exam."

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?" Yang Ying didn't seem to like listening to Yang Zhiming's words.

"Second brother is definitely fine. How about we make a bet and the loser will wash the dishes for a month."

Yang Tian also joined in the fun, and said with a smile: "I raise... how about half a year?"

"Hehehe...You guys..." Yang Zhiming picked up his teacup and said with a smile: "If the second child is admitted to the martial arts, I will do it for a year... No, I am willing to do the dishes for ten years."

Yang Ying elbowed Yang Guang, as if her scheme had succeeded, "Second brother, you heard me, it's all up to you now."

Yang Guang looked at his father and said, "You guys should not play so big."

To be honest, now Yang Guang is very confident that he can be admitted to the Wushu University. He feels that his father's words are too full.Dad usually hates things like washing dishes, and Yang Guang couldn't bear it.

"It seems that the second child is very confident this time. Look at his eyes..." Yang Tian immediately sensed that the second child seemed to be in a very relaxed mood today when he heard Yang Guang's tone.

Yang Zhiming also discovered this, which made him very excited, but he didn't show it on his face, for fear of adding pressure to Yang Guang.

In so many generations of the Yang family, there has never been a martial artist, but the three children of Yang Zhiming are very good, and they all have hope.

So Yang Zhiming made up his mind early on, as long as the children have this idea, he will try his best to support it.

Even if it makes him exhausted, or makes him heavily in debt, he can't bury the talents and dreams of these children.

Yang Zhiming recalled that when he was young, he also wanted to be admitted to martial arts and was full of ambition.

In the end, although he failed the ranking, after all, he had fought hard and tried his best to fight for it.Although it is regrettable, there is no complaint in this life.

He knew how much pressure would be on a child who was going to take the martial arts exam, so he didn't want to increase the pressure on Yang Guang.

Yang Zhiming chuckled, put down his teacup, touched his pocket, and stood up.

This is a smoking addiction. I want to go to the kitchen to smoke.

The three siblings were watching a boring TV show and chatting, when the lights suddenly went out.

Why is there a power outage...

Just when Yang Guang was wondering, his mother walked into the living room with a birthday cake full of candles in her hand.

"Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you..."

The whole family, except Yang Guang, sang the birthday song at the same time.

Birthday?Only then did Yang Guang remember that today is his birthday.

No wonder the whole family didn't go to bed so late, it turned out that they were waiting for me to go home to celebrate my birthday.

After the birthday song was sung, Yang Ying yelled loudly: "Shou Xing, make a wish and blow out the candles!"

Looking at the beautiful cake in front of him, Yang Guang's eyes turned red.

He couldn't help feeling that this is the sixth year since he came to this world, and he has always been cared for and favored by his family, and now he finally has the hope to repay them.

I hope that I can successfully become a warrior and improve the lives of my family members.

After Yang Guang made his wish, he blew out the eighteen candles in one breath.

(End of this chapter)