"Eat!" Feng Yang picked up the chopsticks and symbolically picked up a bite of the dish.

The round table in the lobby was filled with dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat. As a warrior, Feng Yang did not drink alcohol normally, but today he rarely took out a jar of old daughter Hong to entertain everyone.

Because tonight is New Year's Eve, it is also the second Spring Festival that Bai Ya spent in this world. Last Spring Festival, because he, Lu Yuan and others had just entered their favorite martial arts halls and had a lot of business, so everyone had a hurry to have a meal.

It was not until this year that his cultivation was on the right track that he and Feng Yang's family gradually became familiar with each other, and then they lived a normal festival.

They are not in Haocheng now, and they have returned to Feng Yang's mansion in Chengdu to spend this festive night. The merchant who rented a house went back last year, making the mansion empty again.

Although the city of Chengdu is covered with silver makeup, it is still festive. Every household is full of red lanterns, and the sound of firecrackers in the city makes everyone in the house hear it clearly.

The family was surrounded by the table at this time. Although the concubine could not be on the table, Feng Yang was not an official and there were not so many rules at home.

Bai Ya now knows that the concubine is named Huang Wan. She was a dancer before she got married. Later, she redeemed herself and followed Feng Yang to become a good person.

Feng Yang's two wives, the eldest wife Du, are gentle and quiet, and the younger wife Huang Wan is charming and charming, which makes Bai Ya envious of her husband's beauty when she sees it.

This is not the treatment that all warriors have. Just Feng Yang, a middle-aged handsome guy, is a little special. His face and long beard are very similar to Zhuge Liang in the 1994 version. Although he is not named Tang, his handsomeness also breaks through the sky.

If it were Bai Ya, a paralyzed tiger, not to mention Du, even his concubine Huang Wan would not be able to like him. Although they were not from a good background, the dowry she saved by the dancer was very generous, no worse than Du Shiniang's treasure chest.

Bai Ya was very envious when he saw the family happy and fulfilled. Not to mention that this life was in his previous life, except for a uncle who raised him, he had no family.

Sometimes, Bai Ya often thinks that Feng Yang’s decision to go down the mountain from Qingcheng may not be wrong.

The middle-aged martial artist is now teaching his disciples in the martial arts hall. He is not short of money and there are people respecting him everywhere. Two beautiful ladies hug each other and give birth to a bunch of children. The so-called winner in life is him.

Only by being content can one be happy. Those warriors on Qingcheng Mountain who practice every day, including the innate strong men, may not be as happy as him. Although the latter is a little longer than Feng Yang, when everyone is dead, they can't say who is the one who leaves regrets.

"Tonight, I'll tell you a good news!" In the middle of the drink, Feng Yang glanced at his concubine Huang Wan, and suddenly smiled and said to Bai Ya and Lin Mu, "Your second master's wife, confirmed to be diagnosed two days ago, and she is already in good health!"

"Congratulations to Mr., congratulations to the second master's wife!" Bai Ya and Lin Mu quickly congratulated.

"Be good, this is the New Year's money I gave you!" Huang Wan glanced at Feng Yang with a shy look on her face, took out two small red envelopes from her sleeve and handed them to Bai Ya and Lin Mu.

Bai Ya felt a little moved with the red envelope. This was the first time he received New Year's money in his life except for his uncle.

"Dad, after using the meal, I might go out to see the lanterns?" Feng Yan stared at her big watery eyes and blinked at her father.

"Okay, as long as you can find someone to accompany you!" Feng Yang glanced at her, stroked her long beard, and did not refuse at all.

Feng Yan was overjoyed and turned to look at Lin Mu next to him.

"Lin Mu doesn't count, everyone else on this table can do it!" Before Feng Yan could speak, Feng Yang added leisurely.

Feng Yan was stunned and looked around, hoping to find a helper.

At this time, everyone turned their heads tacitly, chatting about the gossip, stuffing their mouths with ripples, and ignored her. She was usually naughty, which made everyone accumulate a lot of anger, and it just happened to use the ultimate move now.

The little girl slowly flattened her mouth, and a layer of mist was covered in her big eyes, looking like a poor little cat.

However, she used this trick too frequently and it was a little bad at first.

Because everyone knows that she is eccentric and pretending to cry is easier than eating oranges. Feng Yang often sighs that his daughter should not learn martial arts, but should act, and that is definitely at the level of a famous actress.

Feng Yan usually has two people eating her set at home. One is Lin Mu, who was eaten by her. But now that Feng Yang has removed him, he can only shrug and spread his hands, saying that he can't help.

The other is not her biological mother, Du, but her concubine Huang Wan. Du was born into a family of officials, was well-educated and had many rules, and was even more strict with her than Feng Yang. However, Huang Wan was born in a humble family and did not have so many rules. She was very spoiled to her and was even more of a mother than her.

But Huang Wan is pregnant now and is the key protection object of her family. No matter how ignorant Feng Yan is, she dare not go to the crowded lanterns and bustling city.

As for her father Feng Yang, she was helpless and kept a middle-aged position. As long as she was not making too much trouble, she would not control her much, but she would not indulge her too much.

The last person left was Bai Ya. He was trying hard to pick vegetables, but he didn't even look at her. It was impossible for Feng Yan to go with him if he was looking for anyone.

In Feng Yan's eyes, his mother, Du, is the most harsh in this family. But Du is weak in nature and only preaches at most. She goes in her left ear and out of her right ear. Her father takes care of a large group of apprentices. As long as she doesn't cause any major trouble, she usually turns a blind eye to the other.

Lin Mu obeyed her words, but the boy was not calm enough, and Feng Yang did not dare to let them go out.

Baiya, which Feng Yang could trust, was the only person Feng Yan was afraid of at home. The "paraly-faced tiger" was not like her parents. She made mistakes in her martial arts practice, suffered a lot of pain in her little butt, and was often beaten to one butt and two big ones.

Bai Ya sometimes feels that Feng Yan can persist in practicing martial arts. Is it because of the rebellious psychology? If he had been a little more generous, Feng Yan might not have been able to endure hardships and would not be willing to practice martial arts anymore.

"I'll go with you!"

Just when Feng Yan was disappointed, someone finally spoke on the table. Everyone looked up and found that it was Feng Yan's biological mother, Du.

"Madam, you..." Feng Yang was a little surprised.

"Yan'er has worked hard to practice martial arts on weekdays, and I have never seen her last for so long for a serious matter." Du said with a wry smile, "Although I object to letting my daughter practice martial arts at home, it is a good thing to make her less naughty. Let's give her a reward tonight!"

When Du said this, Feng Yang did not object.

"Then... go together!"

Feng Yang waved generously. Since he was going with him, Huang Wan could be protected and could go out to relax.

Bai Ya sighed. He had evening classes. However, the New Year was unrivaled and he had no choice but to nod and agreed.

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"Mom...Mom! Look, carp lamp!"

This carp lantern is about ten meters long and is supported in the air with a bamboo pole. There is a circle of lifelike nails surrounded by a group of lanterns, like flowers, and looks very beautiful. Even on the lantern street in the market, it looks very eye-catching.

Every year during the Spring Festival, there must be carp lanterns on the street, which symbolizes the meaning of surplus every year.

Chengdu has a large population. In order to disperse the crowd, almost every lifang has a lantern street. Even the palace located in the innermost ring of the city has a lantern street. It is said that the King of Shu will take the princess to climb up to the high ground and enjoy it with the people.

However, there were too many people there and there was a pregnant woman in the team, so everyone stopped going.

Lantern Street is full of stalls, including fish fish, slingshots, gophers, etc. for people to have fun, as well as pastry stalls that have been withdrawn from major restaurants in Chengdu, and performance stalls that watch acrobatics and magic.

Nowadays, there are crowds of people in front of the stalls, no matter how poor, noble and rich, everyone has a smile on their faces, but they are equal and happy.

Bai Ya's otakus had an attack and was unwilling to be crowded with Feng Yan and Lin Mu. He just walked side by side with Feng Yang and was guarding several female relatives.

"Sir, you seem to have something to worry about!" Bai Ya looked back occasionally, and saw Feng Yang frowning at him, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart and asked.

"It's okay, let's go!" Feng Yang hesitated for a moment, and shook his head.

"Sir, you are not as good as Feng Yan. If this matter is related to me, I hope you can speak out!" Bai Ya pulled the corner of his mouth and asked with a stiff smile.

"Oh, okay, since you insist on asking, I will tell you!" Feng Yang hesitated for a moment and finally said slowly.

"Dong Ming mentioned your cultivation to someone two days ago. He said that your Hunyuan iron cloth shirt has already achieved a small success, and the martial arts that someone taught you have reached the actual combat level. You should not waste your time in the Feng Family Martial Arts Hall..."

"Why did Master Dong say this? I have only been in the martial arts hall for a year and have not reached the Qi realm. Where can I go if I don't stay in the martial arts hall?" Bai Ya asked strangely.

"Dong Ming has measured your progress. He said that when you soak in the medicinal bath, your muscles will swell. Without a moment, the potion will be half clear. This is the sign that the skin and flesh skill of the iron cloth shirt has reached a small level, and the medicinal properties begin to penetrate into the bones. When the iron cloth shirt is practiced to this level, the Qi realm is not far away, and it will not exceed next summer at the latest!"

Feng Yang looked at Bai Ya with a bright look, "Tell me, Dong Ming is right? If you practice Hunyuan external energy at night, can the acupoints feel like the internal energy overflowing?"

"Yes, I have practiced Hunyuan's external energy recently, and I have indeed felt that the acupoints are bulging!" Bai Ya was silent for a while, and finally said, "But what if I successfully reach the Qi Realm? It will only be one and a half years later. Will Wang Qing let his disciples fight me?"

"If you can cultivate the Hunyuan Iron Clothing Shirt, the three disciples Wang Qing accepted will most likely not be your opponent. Wusu's foundation is too shallow, and it is impossible to win by just relying on physical talent. Chen Mu also has a family-born iron cloth shirt, but his speed and palm power are not as good as you. As for the last Cheng Buzhi, he had a chance of winning, but after you practiced the iron cloth shirt, he became the easiest to deal with!"
Chapter completed!