The words have not been finished yet.

"Hu" sounded.

A thing has been swept to her.

It turned out that my mother was holding a broom made of bamboo branches.

The matchmaker hurriedly fled.

My mother was so angry that she snorted and simply closed the door.

The time for a stick of incense.

Suddenly, waves of children's songs came from outside the door: "Zhao's son, sick, lost his house. His father was gone, money was gone, and people were gone."

When my mother heard this, she shook her body a few times and almost fainted.

Zhao Ping was furious and helped his mother to the armchair and sat down.

Immediately opened the door and saw a few boys from the Wang family slapped and sang songs.

An eleven or 2 year old boy next to him hugged each other with his hands.

He was tall and thin in paper clothes.

His face was tense and coldly staring at the door, silent.

He even disdained Zhao Ping's appearance.

Zhao Pingru beat the four singing boys with a gust of wind and screamed.

"Eat a certain punch."

Before the sound came, a cold wind was already coming.

It's a fierce fist.

Zhao Ping hurriedly took a lunge with his feet in his arms, his chest was folded and his waist was collapsed.

He put all his strength into his right hand and pulled his fist forward with the sound of the wind.

The owner of the fist suddenly felt unstable, but he still staggered towards Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping immediately took his waist as the axis and took a deep breath.

He poured all his strength into his fist with his right hand and hit the man's waist.

The man let out a "ah" in pain, and he could no longer stand steadily, shaking constantly like drunkenness.

But still didn't fall down!

Zhao Ping was gasping heavily and fisted while it was hot.

When the tenth punch came, sweat on my forehead had wet my eyes.

I felt that my hands were sore and numb and I had no strength at all.

The man finally fell down in "Ahhh".

When he fell down, he had not forgotten to pull Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping lost all his strength at this time and fell down with the man.

When Zhao Ping fell to the ground, he swung his left fist with a little strength and hit him.

The man hummed and said loudly, "I admit defeat and won't fight."

After saying that, he kept rubbing his waist.

Zhao Ping was also lying on the ground.

The right hand is sore, swollen, numb and painful.

I had to rub my left hand constantly

Zhao Ping stood up shakingly, waving his swollen fists.

He shouted at the four boys who had just sung: "If there is another time, someone will beat you so hard that your parents won't recognize you. Get out! Get out! Get out!"

The four boys all retreated, stepped forward and helped the boy who was lying on the ground, and staggered towards Wangjia Village.

It turned out to be from Wangjia Village.

I just left Lijia Village.

Just started his own business.

The other party bullies him.

Could it be that they are revenge for the failure of writing poetry?

There is a big trouble.

No matter what.

At this moment, my mother suddenly came out of the gate.

She held Zhao Pinghong's swollen right hand with both hands.

I looked at it and then, and blew with my mouth while crying.

My mother helped Zhao Ping sit on the chair, and said to Cui Zhu while blowing air, "Go and bring the Jinchuang medicine."

The man was very strong, and even if he pulled it lightly, he would fall down.

Zhao Ping suddenly felt a terrible feeling.

If it wasn't for your own surprise.

If you still use Tai Chi to beat the man to stand firmly on the lower limbs, you will not be able to beat him at all.

If there is a next time, I am afraid that I will only admit defeat.

Thinking of this, his face turned pale.

When his mother saw Zhao Ping's face suddenly turned from red to white, she thought Zhao Ping used too much force.

Regardless of his stinky sweat, he hugged him tightly and said, "Ping'er is so amazing. He actually defeated Wang Gou'er, the daiba Wang in Wangjia Village."

Zhao Ping was shocked, but unexpectedly, he defeated the little overlord of Wangjia Village.

Zhao Ping, who was extremely tired, felt his eyelids very heavy and he had fallen asleep before he knew it.

When I woke up, it was already Shen Shi, and it was after three o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhao Ping's stomach was rumbled.

Zhao Ping used the uninjured left hand and then ate three bowls of rice and half a chicken.

My mother stood up with her chin and kept looking at Zhao Ping with a smile.

Cuizhu and Lan'er stood aside, their eyes shining with little stars, and walked up to Zhao Ping.

This greatly satisfied Zhao Ping's vanity.

As the mother looked at it, she suddenly gently stroked Zhao Ping's face with her right hand and said in disbelief: "Ping'er's face seems to have grown flesh, and she is no longer as hard as bones as before."

After saying that, she repeatedly stroked Zhao Ping's face.

Lan'er also looked forward carefully and looked at Zhao Ping, then nodded and said, "Mr. Lang really has grown flesh. Sister Cuizhu, do you think so?"

Cuizhu also stepped forward and looked at Zhao Ping carefully, nodded, "Yeah, yeah" a few times, without saying a word.

Zhao Ping had just finished the meal when he suddenly remembered something, looked at his mother and asked, "Mom, where are Wu Wengweng and others?"

When we arrived at the courtyard, we saw a bundle of sacks loaded with sacks in a flat car. Wu Jie and the others were putting in the goods.

Seeing that Zhao Ping's right hand was swollen, everyone was shocked and asked hurriedly what was going on?

Lan'er and Cuizhu said it out loud.

Wu Jie and the three Wu brothers stepped forward and looked at Zhao Ping's right hand carefully, and then asked about the results again and again.

He actually knelt down and expressed his gratitude to God.

I heard that Zhao Ping used Tai Chi to defeat the Daeba Wang Gou'er, Wu Yilang, and Wu Erlang shouted that he would learn as well.

Wu Jie hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and shouted, "No, this is a teaching of gods, how can I give it privately?"

The ancients attached great importance to and cherished all skills.

Two boys of the same age as themselves.

This Tai Chi was brought by itself from modern society.

Zhao Ping then said, "Wu Wengweng, it's okay. Since they are willing, I will teach them."

Wu Yilang and Wu Erlang were overjoyed and immediately pushed Jinshan and knelt down.

He shouted, "Master, please accept a prayer from your disciple."

Although Wu Jie looked serious, his eyes still couldn't stop smiling.

Lan'er stepped forward and pulled Zhao Ping's sleeve and said, "Young man, I and my sister need to learn. But I am your maids, so there is no need to become a disciple."

Zhao Ping nodded.
To be continued...