Chapter 34 You are not allowed to talk about yourself like this

Yang Fan knelt down because he felt guilty. If he hadn't come here, the tombstone wouldn't be missing a corner.

Chen Busan knelt down out of guilt. If he hadn't failed to grasp his internal strength last time, he wouldn't have cracked, and he wouldn't have been beaten down this time.

The two of them murmured about their faults, and then began to blame each other in their hearts.

Chen Busan said: "It's all these little bastards! The blue sky has caused trouble to our granddaughter-in-law in the daytime. Yes, she is fourteen years old, and other fourteenth-year-old girls are indeed happy to be mothers, but our granddaughter-in-law is weak and has done a lot.

You have been a beggar for many years. You have suffered many years without enough food and clothing. How can your body grow well? You, your grandson, don’t know it yourself? You have been eating well, wearing good clothes, taking good medicines, and practicing since you were young.

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Kung Fu, the physical quality is way ahead of our granddaughter-in-law. Look what she looks like when she comes back today. She is disheveled, with straw on her head, and there are teeth marks from her granddaughter-in-law on her body. Is this something done by a human being? She is my own daughter-in-law.

It’s true, it doesn’t bring such harm. You haven’t seen our grandson-in-law’s cat-like face with tears in her eyes, let alone how our granddaughter-in-law walks. Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t be able to suppress you.

The coffin is boarded up."

Yang Fan originally had something to say with grievances, but when he heard Grandpa Chen's heartfelt nagging beside him, he immediately became deflated and had nothing to say to refute.

Wu Shu, who was hiding behind a large rock in the distance and wanted to eavesdrop, had both his face and eyes red.

Yang Fan said seriously: "I will take good care of Wu Shu in the future."

Chen Busan hummed, patted the dust on his knees and said, "Not only must we care for you, but we must also pity you. We must not only care for you, but we must also cherish you."

Yang Fan: "You made me dizzy."

Chen Busan: "Just be gentle."

Yang Fan: "How can I not be gentle?"

Chen Busan: "Where are you gentle?"

Yang Fan suddenly smiled with a flattering look on his face, "Grandpa! I know I was wrong. Can't I just listen to you?"

Chen Busan: "Do you really listen to me?"

Yang Fan: "I really listen to you."

Chen Busan: "Then you and Wu Shu will share a room from today on. You will teach her health-preserving exercises every day, make nutritious food for her to take in, and give her medicinal baths to solidify her foundation."

Wu Shu, who was behind the stone, laughed happily, but Yang Fan's words behind her made her smile stop abruptly.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "That's what I have in mind, but I will be traveling around the world in a while, so I won't be able to take care of her every day."

Chen Busan was not surprised. He bent down and patted the dust on Yang Fan's knees, and said, "I'm not surprised that you have this plan. The establishment of your sect should be a preparation for your career in the world, right?"

Yang Fan nodded.

Chen Busan: "Only when a man has his ambitions in all directions and knows all directions can he be said to have the world in his mind. Only after meeting thousands of people can he understand the harshness of the world; only after traveling thousands of miles can he understand the love and richness of the world. Besides, you can't repay your kindness even if you don't go out.

If you can’t take revenge, you can’t make a name for yourself if you don’t go out, and you can’t become a good man if you don’t go out.”

Yang Fan was surprised and said: "Are you sure you are a martial arts student and not a scholar?"

Chen Busan slapped Yang Fan on the head and said, "What? You think I'm verbose?"

Yang Fan waved his hand and said, "No, no, I think what you said makes sense. You say it one by one, like a gentleman."

Chen Busan smiled and said: "That's right, before I started practicing martial arts, I was your grandfather's school boy. After I started practicing martial arts, I traveled to the Three Kingdoms and traveled all over the world. Without bragging, the salt I've walked on is definitely better than the salt you've eaten.

many."

Yang Fan smiled and nodded.

Chen Busan said seriously: "Don't blame Grandpa Chen for hitting you. It's not that Grandpa Chen doesn't want to see your love. I have seen and heard too much, so I understand that staying together for a long time is more beautiful and more satisfying than a short-term close relationship."

People are envious. In this world, people who get married and have children at the age of fourteen or five are

Girls are everywhere, but how do you know how many of them died in childbirth, and how many of them were no longer loved by their husbands because their bodies changed drastically after giving birth. It was good at first, but when you get older, don’t let your youthful desires lead you to it.

I lost my children and my wife."

Yang Fan nodded. Although he was going further and further on this misunderstood road, Yang Fan had to admit that Grandpa Chen's views, remarks, and knowledge were all worthy of being a teacher.

Chen Busan's mood suddenly turned dark and he said calmly: "I am your grandfather's only close friend. You are your grandfather's only grandson, so you are my only grandson."

Yang Fan...this turn of events was a bit unexpected.

Chen Busan: "I'm old, and I no longer have the thought to go out into the world to protect you. It won't be of much use to your progress. I will teach your disciples on the island and live a life full of children and grandchildren, so I will wait at home.

You come back. But you have to remember that if you are bullied outside, remember to tell grandpa. Grandpa's current situation can still fight for you for a few years."

Yang Fan smiled, with a master like this, what else could I ask for?

Since Zhu Qingshan’s banquet, the food on Wanzhu Island has changed from a banquet style to a meal style, with one person per table, three dishes and one soup, and one serving for each person.

Not because of stinginess, but for convenience of management and future management.

At the dinner table, Yang Fan sat in the middle, with Chen Busan and Wu Mu on the left and right.

A pair of chopsticks floated past Yang Fan's eyes, passed by his food box, and landed firmly in Wu Mu's bowl.

You don't need to look at it to know what's going on. It must be Grandpa Chen who gave Wu Shu some meat. Unfortunately, Wu Shu doesn't like eating meat.

Yang Fan was biting into the pork belly. He did not wait for Wu Shu's gift. Instead, he waited for a pair of chopsticks, firmly clamped the meat on his mouth, and took the meat from "Yang"'s mouth openly.

Yang Fan turned his head in surprise, and saw Wu Mian looking at him in a majestic manner, biting into the pork belly in one breath, and ate it in big gulps.

Wu Shu said fiercely: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a robber?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "I have never seen such a beautiful robber, let alone such a domineering one. What you broke into was not my bowl, but my heart."

Chen Busan coughed and lowered his voice: "Pay attention, the disciples are here!"

Wu Mu rolled his eyes at Yang Fan, picked up the pork belly in Yang Fan's bowl one by one, and then piled the peppers and vegetables in his own bowl into Yang Fan's bowl.

Yang Fan smiled happily: "Don't you like eating meat?"

Wu Shu picked up the rice fiercely, eating with a "glib tongue" without any scruples. While eating, he said: "Eat meat, and you will grow meat."

Yang Fan smiled, and Chen Busan smiled happily, and carefully put the meat in the bowl into Wu Mu's bowl.

After dinner, in the room.

Wu Shu felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, so Yang Fan gently patted his back.

Yang Fan: "The road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. You suddenly force yourself to eat fat meat that you don't like, and you eat so much meat at once. How can you not feel sick? You can't eat a fat person in a day.

If you can’t give birth to a son every day, take your time!”

When Wu Shu heard that the focus was not on meat, he retorted: "Who said I can't give birth to a son?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "What is the silly girl thinking about every day? Is it shit?"

Wu Shu smiled and said, "You can't talk about yourself like that."

Yang Fan ended up defeated, and Wu Hu won perfectly.

After chatting for a while, Wu Shu took the initiative to ask Yang Fan to teach her the exercises. Yang Fan read the "Longevity Sutra" to Wu Shu word by word, and taught her step by step how to adjust her breath and luck, and gave her instructions on the cycle of the heavens.

The scripture is not long, only a thousand words, but its artistic conception is profound and difficult to understand. If there is no one to point it out, it will be difficult to find the door. If someone shows the way, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

When Wu Shu's family was happy, he also studied literature and martial arts. Although he didn't know what his qualifications were, he didn't like martial arts very much since he was a child, so he never excelled in practice. At the age of fourteen, he was only in the middle of the third rate. He was left among the beggars.

, is also the overlord of the street; but if compared with Wu Fu, it can only be said that his qualifications are not good.

It's better than nothing, having a foundation is better than having nothing at all. This "Longevity Sutra" is not a secret to defeat force, but a secret to defeat time. No qualifications are required, just patience.

Wu Shu is smart - if something doesn't make sense at all, he will understand it once he explains it.

Yang Fan taught her how to practice without much effort.

Seeing that it was getting late outside, Wu Hu did not choose to find an excuse to stay in Yang Fan's room this time. Instead, he obediently walked to the next door and practiced the exercises seriously.

Today is different from the past.

After the incident at the riverside wooden house, Wu Hui understood a lot. The more he understood, the less control he had over himself.

She still remembered what Yang Fan said, "Short-term happiness is not as good as a lifetime of carelessness." Although it was said in a vulgar way, Wu Wei could hear a different artistic conception because it was what Yang Fan said.

Grandpa Chen's words, "If you lose your children and lose your wife," it became her motivation to practice hard.

The candlelight was still flickering in Yang Fan's room.

Yang Fan held the soft hedgehog armor and carefully removed the poison on it. Yang Fan was not afraid of the poisonous valley. As long as he knew what kind of poison was on it, he would be able to get rid of the poison without any scruples.

To be precise, soft hedgehog armor is not iron armor, but an iron mesh garment made of countless small iron rings fastened together. If you talk about this to modern people, you will definitely understand it at once. However, this technology seems easy, in ancient times,

It is extremely difficult and difficult to manufacture.

Yang Fan drew the picture carefully. He not only wanted this soft hedgehog armor, but also wanted all his disciples to have it.

It was precisely because of this soft hedgehog armor that he came up with the idea of ​​building a small arsenal of his own. He had the technology and could slowly solve the problems. He didn't expect mass production, but he wanted to be able to manufacture it.
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