"No one cares about it when you go to college! If you don't study hard, you will waste money learning these things when you go to work, but it won't worry! Why do you do this? Go to God? Don't think that I don't know about your fight with Shi Yunhu. Sangtian Village has spread. Someone came to me personally and said, "What are you doing if you have the ability? If you really have a few things..."

Although Zhou Yang knew the reason, he still had to say a few words and pursued his brother's crime of hiding and not reporting it when he fought with others. The machine gun did not stop as soon as he ran it.

Zhou Lang also had a headache and quickly interrupted: "Sister~ That's all in the past, it's not that I want to cause trouble. Do you think I seem to be someone who likes to fight?"

"Hmph~ You played less when you were a kid?"

Shitou also came to persuade Zhou Yang when he saw it: "Sister, don't worry, my brother is so good at fighting, so how many people don't take it seriously."

It would be fine if he didn't persuade him. When he persuaded everyone, everyone was intrigued. They said that famous masters produced high disciples, and Shi Tou was so powerful. Everyone really wanted to see how many skills Zhou Lang had.

"Zhou Lang, why don't you show us your skills?"

"You can beat three stones, but you can also get four. Let's try again!"

Shitou refused to agree as soon as he heard this: "Four people? You can't beat my brother even if you go together!"

He gave Zhou Lang a lot of sacrifice.

...

In the backyard, workers from eight construction teams were besieging Zhou Lang together, trying to grab the hand and pulling the foot.

In the end, I didn’t care about any routines, and rushed towards Zhou Lang. As long as I could catch it, no matter what I caught it.

Even so, Zhou Lang kept putting the person on the ground, but never successfully put Zhou Lang down once.

"Stop, stop chasing!" Fang Ping lay on the ground, "Abstain from defeat! If you chase after him, you have no energy to work!"

The construction teams were standing or sitting calmly.

They were really convinced. After a long time, eight people couldn't deal with Zhou Lang. They were so tired that they saw that Zhou Lang still had no change in his face.

This is not a performance. They still had room for anything at the beginning, but in the end they really tried their best.

Fortunately, I was just having fun. If it was a fight, the group of people would have been lying down this time.

"Zhou Lang, you are definitely real kung fu!"

"You should ask those movies to shoot."

"You guy is much more real than those who open martial arts schools!"

"It seems that the mysterious skills on the Internet may not be all fake, Alang, do you think so?"

"Uh... Probably, maybe I have some real skills, I can't explain this..." Zhou Lang remembered the Xuangong master who was beaten to tears by an amateur Sanda player.

You can just bear the blame for me.

He promised to practice with everyone today, and wanted to see how the small intercept scriptures were doing when dealing with multiple attacks. Practice proved that they are still very powerful. If there are at least seven or eight ordinary people, with his current skills, it is no longer a problem.

He was very satisfied with the experiment.

In fact, if Zhou Lang really attacks people, his current strength is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.

Chengcheng's face turned red with excitement and shouted, "Uncle is a hero! I want to be my uncle and be my master and teach me martial arts!"

Zhou Lang has changed from a brother to a master, at least his seniority has come.

"What kind of martial arts are you learning?! Break your legs!"

Zhou Yangzheng didn’t know what to say about Zhou Lang. In her opinion, no matter how high his martial arts skills were, they were still dangerous.

"Hmph!" Cheng Cheng pouted again.

Zhou Lang looked at his nephew's appearance and wrote him a blank check: "Chengcheng, if you get the exam... and get the top three, how about I will teach you how to practice during the summer vacation?"

Children don’t have a strong mind, so I can just be happy now.

Cheng Cheng was so happy that he nodded straight. He had decided to study for the sake of practicing magical skills.

At this time, breakfast was also ready, everyone cleaned up and had breakfast together.

The adults all went to work on their own.

Cheng Cheng finally remembered the toys again: "Uncle~Uncle~Where is my toy?!"

"It's all ready for you!"

Zhou Lang took out the first bamboo dragonfly. At this time, after drying and simple shaping, it was much lighter than when it was just made.

He came to the square in front of the door and was about to try the effect. He rubbed his hands hard, and with a whirl of sound, the bamboo dragonfly flew into the sky quickly and it took a while before it gently landed on the grassland in the distance.

The effect is surprisingly good.

This is much better than the bamboo dragonfly I played with when I was a child. It seems that I have been staying in the workplace for a while, and my current skills are still very progressive.

Cheng Cheng shouted even more excitedly: "Airplane~Airplane~"

Without waiting for anyone to move, he had already run all the way to the place where the bamboo dragonfly fell.

Zhou Yang shook his head when he saw it. He thought it was finally a weekend, but he finally held back and ignored him.

Before Chengcheng could reach the place where the bamboo dragonfly fell, he didn't expect that a guy had already taken the lead.

Black girl.

It has grown fast during this period, and its whole body is much stronger. It looks like a big pig girl.

After healing, the scars forgot to hurt, but the hobby of joining in the fun has not changed.

At this moment, the black girl was using her pig's nose to sniff the bamboo dragonflies on the ground, thinking that Zhou Lang gave it something delicious.

"Black pig~Black pig~Don't move! That's mine! It's not delicious!" Cheng Cheng shouted while running.

Chengcheng and Hei Niu are also familiar with each other. They were afraid that Hei Niu would eat his toys, so he ran into the grass a few steps, picked up the bamboo dragonfly and grabbed it in his hand.

The black girl also put her head here, wanting to see what it was.

Chengcheng pushed the pig's head away with his little hands, and his little face turned red: "Don't grab it! Mine!"

"Girl~"

The black girl saw clearly that the things on Chengcheng's hand were just a broken piece, and she lost interest, twisted her butt and turned around and left, and her swung her tail swept Chengcheng's face.

Cheng Cheng was so happy that he learned to win, so he played with bamboo dragonflies like Zhou Lang on the spot.

Zhou Lang first stabilized Chengcheng with the bamboo dragonfly, and first left Xiaoyao Valley and came to Uncle San’s house.

Although Zhou Zhengrong has difficulty in legs and feet, his skills have not been lost for many years. He usually builds some baskets and asks Wang Xiuying to take them to the town to sell them, which can subsidize some household expenses.

Speaking of which, even if there is nothing wrong with my legs, the bamboo craftsman's work is not easy to do.

It is not unreasonable that traditional industries are impacted by modern industries.

It costs about 100 yuan a day to hire a bamboo craftsman. If you want to finish a set of work, it will cost five or six days, five or six hundred yuan. How much can you buy directly?

One hundred yuan a day, it looks OK, but there are very few living hours and fewer and fewer.

Bamboo craftsmen are not like carpenters, they can also focus on furniture, doors and windows, and they are also an industry that is about to decline.

Originally, Zhou Zhengrong's son Zhou Dacheng learned bamboo craftsmanship from his father, but he finished his studies and went out to work.

Zhou Lang had some thoughts in his mind and came to Uncle San’s house.

I have to do a lot of things this time. Just building a bamboo rack with plaques and making big bamboo plaques with dried tea is a big project.
Chapter completed!