Chapter 315
Hero Song
Chapter 315 Hero Song
Nuan Nuan asked Grandpa if he was eaten, Grandpa smiled and asked back: "Then do you think I have been eaten?"
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan thought about this issue seriously, and seemed to be very distressed.
This made Song Ci on the side very speechless.
"Who is this little thing's IQ like?" He whispered.
"It must be like you, is it still like me?" Yun Chuyao's voice sounded from behind.
Song Ci turned around, and saw Yun Chuyao gave him a supercilious look.
"I'm so smart, how can I be like me?" Song Ci looked at Yun Chuyao and said with a smile.
What is the difference between saying this and saying Yun Chuyao is stupid?
So Yun Chuyao punched him on the shoulder with a coquettish face, and then took another step forward, walking to Song Ci's side, looking at Nuan Nuan who was still full of distress in front of him, he was really angry and funny.
Nuan Nuan was still worried about whether grandpa was eaten, Xiao Mayuan suddenly said beside him: "Not eaten."
"Haha, yes, it wasn't eaten. If Grandpa was eaten, how could he sit here and talk to you now?" Grandpa said happily.
Nuan Nuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard that her grandpa was not eaten, and then asked nervously, "Did Grandpa beat the big tiger away?"
"It's more than just beating it away. Grandpa, I even skinned it and ate its meat." Grandpa said.
"Wow, grandpa is so powerful." Nuan Nuan's eyes widened.
Then he suddenly stood up from the chair, put on a posture, waved his palms and kicked his legs, and heyed twice, full of momentum, but coupled with her short arms and short legs, it was a gimmick.
This is the nine palaces and eighteen moves that my grandfather taught her, of course it's just a simple posture, it didn't really teach her.
But Grandpa's best fight is not Jiugong Shibashou, but a kind of boxing called jabjiaoquanziquan.
In fact, it is not quite accurate to say this, because this set of boxing techniques has already broken away from the barriers of poking and flipping fists. The moves are simple and there are no false moves. Don't talk about martial arts, what thinking, it's completely a killing technique, the purpose is to kill the opponent.
After all, devils don't tell you about martial arts, this is the experience that my grandfather summed up in the sea of swords and flames.
And this set of boxing techniques, my great-grandfather didn't want to pass it on, after all, it was already a peaceful age.
He didn't even teach Song Ci, but only taught him several other boxing techniques, including Jiugong Shibashou. After Song Ci was admitted to the police academy, his great-grandfather thought twice and taught him this set of boxing techniques.
But even so, Song Ci has never been used, because the moves are vicious, all of them attack people's vital points, ranging from disability to death.
So Song Ci also joked that this is the upper body punch that causes trouble.
The Nine Palaces and Eighteen Hands is an authentic Taoist boxing method, which has the effect of health preservation. After my grandfather is at home, he will also use two moves when he gets up early in the morning.
Similar to those old men practicing Tai Chi in the park, it is used to stretch the muscles and bones.
Seeing Nuan Nuan, she felt that this was the martial arts of a hero, so she learned two tricks later, thinking that she was Song Daxia.
"Grandpa, did you beat the big tiger to death like this?" Nuan Nuan asked expectantly.
If great-grandpa said yes, then she thought it would be fine for her to fuck her.
But her grandfather's words disappointed her.
"No."
"When your great-grandpa went up the mountain at the age of seven, he had no possessions and his hands were empty. When I came down the mountain at the age of 13, your great-grandpa's master took pity on me and gave me a piece of cake and a knife. I ate that piece of cake. , used that knife to kill that tiger, skinned it, and ate its flesh..." Grandpa's face was full of reminiscence.
"Is what grandpa said true?" Yun Chuyao whispered in Song Ci's ear.
His face was full of surprise.
Song Ci nodded, and then said: "Although Grandpa killed the tiger, he was also seriously injured. After recuperating in a family's home for a long time, he gave the tiger skin to that family. "
Song Ci whispered to Yun Chuyao.
At this moment, Song Huai pointed to the position of his left shoulder.
"But that big tiger is also very powerful. It hurt my grandfather very badly. There is still a big scar here."
"Show me, show me..."
Nuan Nuan jumped up to Song Huai curiously, and pulled his collar to look inside.
But there were too many clothes in winter, she couldn't see anything, instead it made Song Huai itch, laughing.
"But since that incident, I have become more courageous, and I am not afraid of devils." Song Huai said with his arms around Nuan Nuan.
"Why, is it because of eating tiger meat?" Nuan Nuan asked in surprise.
"Because the big tiger is so powerful, I'm not afraid of it. What kind of little devil should I be afraid of?" Great-grandfather looked disdainful.
"Wow, grandpa, you are so powerful, I want to fight big tigers with you too."
Nuan Nuan's eyes were shining, and she looked at Grandpa with admiration.
Unable to bear the excitement, he jumped down from Song Huai's arms, and heyed again, so tired that he stuck out his tongue and was out of breath.
He thought he had become the invincible Song Daxia.
"It's time to eat." Zhao Caixia shouted from the kitchen to the main room.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan immediately pulled Xiao Mayuan back to the house.
At this time, Xiao Mayuan said with a surprised face: "Does the hero also want to eat?"
Nuan Nuan: ...
Lunch is actually very rich, not only chicken soup, boiled chicken, roasted meat with thousands of knots, braised meatballs, but also fried peas with sea bass and shrimp, all of which are some of Nuan Nuan's favorite dishes.
When eating, Nuan Nuan naturally and habitually sat next to Yun Chuyao.
And Yun Chuyao also took care of Nuan Nuan naturally, helped her pick up vegetables, wiped the corners of her mouth, told her to eat less meat and more vegetables, etc., as a mother should do.
But her behavior, in the eyes of everyone, has different thoughts.
Song Shouren and Zhao Caixia only thought that Song Ci had found the right person, and that the cousin daughter-in-law was no different from Nuan Nuan's biological mother. This made them very happy, and they didn't have to worry that Song Ci's new daughter-in-law would be bad for their children in the future.
However, some of Yun Chuyao's habitual movements also fell into Song Huai's eyes, and his face became more puzzled. If he was not confused, many of the girl's habitual movements were exactly the same as his grandson's wife, which made him feel Very strange.
If it wasn't for the difference in appearance, he really suspected that the girl and grandson's wife were the same person.
After lunch, Song Ci and Yun Chuyao helped Zhao Caixia clean up the dishes, Grandma continued to bask in the sun in front of the door, Grandpa and Grandpa picked soybeans together, picking out the shriveled, broken, and wormy ones come out.
Then some of these beans will be brought back to Song Ci to make soy milk for Kong Yumei, and some will be kept to make soybean paste.
Nuan Nuan and Xiao Ma Yuan also came to the side curiously to help, but soon, Nuan Nuan lost her patience and ran to the side to grab the weeds growing from the cement gap.
But Xiao Mayuan looked at Douzi seriously. At first, Song Huai and Song Song Shouren thought she was just curious, but soon found that after every time she paused, she would quickly give the bad Douzi to her. Pick it out.
Song Huai remembered Song Ci's words, so he took a dustpan for her alone, and poured beans into it. Without the interference of him and Song Shouren stirring the beans, she picked them faster.
Basically, after a few seconds of observation, the beans can be picked out accurately.
Both Song Huai and Song Shouren were shocked by it. Before Song Ci told them that Xiao Mayuan was a genius, they didn't have any intuitive concept, but now they were really shocked.
Song Huai looked back at Nuan Nuan, who was teasing the ants with a grass stalk, shook his head and sighed.
Then he laughed again.
Why should you envy others in life? I am so old, why can't I figure it out.
(End of this chapter)
Nuan Nuan asked Grandpa if he was eaten, Grandpa smiled and asked back: "Then do you think I have been eaten?"
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan thought about this issue seriously, and seemed to be very distressed.
This made Song Ci on the side very speechless.
"Who is this little thing's IQ like?" He whispered.
"It must be like you, is it still like me?" Yun Chuyao's voice sounded from behind.
Song Ci turned around, and saw Yun Chuyao gave him a supercilious look.
"I'm so smart, how can I be like me?" Song Ci looked at Yun Chuyao and said with a smile.
What is the difference between saying this and saying Yun Chuyao is stupid?
So Yun Chuyao punched him on the shoulder with a coquettish face, and then took another step forward, walking to Song Ci's side, looking at Nuan Nuan who was still full of distress in front of him, he was really angry and funny.
Nuan Nuan was still worried about whether grandpa was eaten, Xiao Mayuan suddenly said beside him: "Not eaten."
"Haha, yes, it wasn't eaten. If Grandpa was eaten, how could he sit here and talk to you now?" Grandpa said happily.
Nuan Nuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard that her grandpa was not eaten, and then asked nervously, "Did Grandpa beat the big tiger away?"
"It's more than just beating it away. Grandpa, I even skinned it and ate its meat." Grandpa said.
"Wow, grandpa is so powerful." Nuan Nuan's eyes widened.
Then he suddenly stood up from the chair, put on a posture, waved his palms and kicked his legs, and heyed twice, full of momentum, but coupled with her short arms and short legs, it was a gimmick.
This is the nine palaces and eighteen moves that my grandfather taught her, of course it's just a simple posture, it didn't really teach her.
But Grandpa's best fight is not Jiugong Shibashou, but a kind of boxing called jabjiaoquanziquan.
In fact, it is not quite accurate to say this, because this set of boxing techniques has already broken away from the barriers of poking and flipping fists. The moves are simple and there are no false moves. Don't talk about martial arts, what thinking, it's completely a killing technique, the purpose is to kill the opponent.
After all, devils don't tell you about martial arts, this is the experience that my grandfather summed up in the sea of swords and flames.
And this set of boxing techniques, my great-grandfather didn't want to pass it on, after all, it was already a peaceful age.
He didn't even teach Song Ci, but only taught him several other boxing techniques, including Jiugong Shibashou. After Song Ci was admitted to the police academy, his great-grandfather thought twice and taught him this set of boxing techniques.
But even so, Song Ci has never been used, because the moves are vicious, all of them attack people's vital points, ranging from disability to death.
So Song Ci also joked that this is the upper body punch that causes trouble.
The Nine Palaces and Eighteen Hands is an authentic Taoist boxing method, which has the effect of health preservation. After my grandfather is at home, he will also use two moves when he gets up early in the morning.
Similar to those old men practicing Tai Chi in the park, it is used to stretch the muscles and bones.
Seeing Nuan Nuan, she felt that this was the martial arts of a hero, so she learned two tricks later, thinking that she was Song Daxia.
"Grandpa, did you beat the big tiger to death like this?" Nuan Nuan asked expectantly.
If great-grandpa said yes, then she thought it would be fine for her to fuck her.
But her grandfather's words disappointed her.
"No."
"When your great-grandpa went up the mountain at the age of seven, he had no possessions and his hands were empty. When I came down the mountain at the age of 13, your great-grandpa's master took pity on me and gave me a piece of cake and a knife. I ate that piece of cake. , used that knife to kill that tiger, skinned it, and ate its flesh..." Grandpa's face was full of reminiscence.
"Is what grandpa said true?" Yun Chuyao whispered in Song Ci's ear.
His face was full of surprise.
Song Ci nodded, and then said: "Although Grandpa killed the tiger, he was also seriously injured. After recuperating in a family's home for a long time, he gave the tiger skin to that family. "
Song Ci whispered to Yun Chuyao.
At this moment, Song Huai pointed to the position of his left shoulder.
"But that big tiger is also very powerful. It hurt my grandfather very badly. There is still a big scar here."
"Show me, show me..."
Nuan Nuan jumped up to Song Huai curiously, and pulled his collar to look inside.
But there were too many clothes in winter, she couldn't see anything, instead it made Song Huai itch, laughing.
"But since that incident, I have become more courageous, and I am not afraid of devils." Song Huai said with his arms around Nuan Nuan.
"Why, is it because of eating tiger meat?" Nuan Nuan asked in surprise.
"Because the big tiger is so powerful, I'm not afraid of it. What kind of little devil should I be afraid of?" Great-grandfather looked disdainful.
"Wow, grandpa, you are so powerful, I want to fight big tigers with you too."
Nuan Nuan's eyes were shining, and she looked at Grandpa with admiration.
Unable to bear the excitement, he jumped down from Song Huai's arms, and heyed again, so tired that he stuck out his tongue and was out of breath.
He thought he had become the invincible Song Daxia.
"It's time to eat." Zhao Caixia shouted from the kitchen to the main room.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan immediately pulled Xiao Mayuan back to the house.
At this time, Xiao Mayuan said with a surprised face: "Does the hero also want to eat?"
Nuan Nuan: ...
Lunch is actually very rich, not only chicken soup, boiled chicken, roasted meat with thousands of knots, braised meatballs, but also fried peas with sea bass and shrimp, all of which are some of Nuan Nuan's favorite dishes.
When eating, Nuan Nuan naturally and habitually sat next to Yun Chuyao.
And Yun Chuyao also took care of Nuan Nuan naturally, helped her pick up vegetables, wiped the corners of her mouth, told her to eat less meat and more vegetables, etc., as a mother should do.
But her behavior, in the eyes of everyone, has different thoughts.
Song Shouren and Zhao Caixia only thought that Song Ci had found the right person, and that the cousin daughter-in-law was no different from Nuan Nuan's biological mother. This made them very happy, and they didn't have to worry that Song Ci's new daughter-in-law would be bad for their children in the future.
However, some of Yun Chuyao's habitual movements also fell into Song Huai's eyes, and his face became more puzzled. If he was not confused, many of the girl's habitual movements were exactly the same as his grandson's wife, which made him feel Very strange.
If it wasn't for the difference in appearance, he really suspected that the girl and grandson's wife were the same person.
After lunch, Song Ci and Yun Chuyao helped Zhao Caixia clean up the dishes, Grandma continued to bask in the sun in front of the door, Grandpa and Grandpa picked soybeans together, picking out the shriveled, broken, and wormy ones come out.
Then some of these beans will be brought back to Song Ci to make soy milk for Kong Yumei, and some will be kept to make soybean paste.
Nuan Nuan and Xiao Ma Yuan also came to the side curiously to help, but soon, Nuan Nuan lost her patience and ran to the side to grab the weeds growing from the cement gap.
But Xiao Mayuan looked at Douzi seriously. At first, Song Huai and Song Song Shouren thought she was just curious, but soon found that after every time she paused, she would quickly give the bad Douzi to her. Pick it out.
Song Huai remembered Song Ci's words, so he took a dustpan for her alone, and poured beans into it. Without the interference of him and Song Shouren stirring the beans, she picked them faster.
Basically, after a few seconds of observation, the beans can be picked out accurately.
Both Song Huai and Song Shouren were shocked by it. Before Song Ci told them that Xiao Mayuan was a genius, they didn't have any intuitive concept, but now they were really shocked.
Song Huai looked back at Nuan Nuan, who was teasing the ants with a grass stalk, shook his head and sighed.
Then he laughed again.
Why should you envy others in life? I am so old, why can't I figure it out.
(End of this chapter)