Zeng Yunfeng was grabbed by Mr. An and his face turned out to be successful. After a long time, the old man gradually walked away with his hands behind his back. A big yellow dog waving his tail was followed behind him.

Shuihuaer looked at the figure of Mr. An who had gradually walked away and said to Zeng Yunfeng, "This old man walks like this, and I don't know when..."

Zeng Yunfeng quickly raised his hand to stop her mouth and said, "Old man is alive, what do you know? The old man is just in a good state of mind, shaking, and his life is ups and downs, so how can he not shake? Look at it, the old man can live at least 100 years old, and he dare not say that if he has too many, he will live for a hundred years, and he will live for a hundred years. Look at it."

Zeng Yunfeng, a man who lived like a turtle for a long time, had long seen that the old man had a good mentality and good health. Every day he could take a walk and exercise to ensure his physical and mental health. At the same time, Zeng Yunfeng also saw a strong feeling in the old man's body. This strength should be the family-born martial arts handed down by the An family.

It is true that practicing martial arts can strengthen one's body. Even practicing radio gymnastics can help one's body. However, few people nowadays can practice it. The word "kung fu" focuses on skill. One day's skill will bring blessings to one day, and ten days' skill will bring blessings to ten days.

The word "kung fu" consumes time. The longer you practice, the stronger the effect of strengthening the body. The longer you persist, the better the effect of strengthening the body. But how many people are really willing to carry forward this thing?

Life is like a dream, a glitz-like life, and it is determined by people in just a few decades. No one will think that they can actually live 100 or even 120 or even 150 years old, because the goal they set for themselves is to live 70 years old and it is to be too hard for most people to live. After the age of 60, they are plagued by illness, which is purely torture.

"Let's go, look at our uncle. He has lived a more tiring life than the old man in recent years. Well, that cousin has made him worry."

Shuihua glanced at Zeng Yunfeng and said, "You know that your uncle has been worried about your cousin, but you won't help!"

Zeng Yunfeng scoffed and laughed at him, "Uncle, my son, I would rather give him 10 million to spend it slowly than he would put his hands into the company. His character would sooner or later have to ruin the family. It would be better to let him cause trouble outside, and wipe his butt clean up."

"I really want to let him see what luxury is. He can tie himself to the seat of the emperor. Even if he dies, he will probably try what stool the emperor makes. People like him can avoid it, but then again, he is my cousin, who can raise him to eat and wear, but one thing is to remind you that you should never let him interfere in business matters."

Zeng Yunfeng's car stopped outside the village, and he didn't dare to drive in, just because he was afraid that Old Master An would scold him, but Shuai was a little tired when carrying some things. Every time she came back, she would carry a lot of bags, because the coats of seven aunts and eight aunts and uncles were also a lot of people, and she wanted to show that she was a filial daughter-in-law.

"I told you not to carry so much!"

"It's okay, it'll be here in a while!"

Don’t think that Kushui Village is a very small village. At most, it would be amazing if there are about a hundred households. Kushui Village is actually a big village and can basically catch up with a small town.

In this small town, An's people account for 70% of the people, so this place is the An's clan. If Mr. An doesn't speak and wants to move them out, it is impossible.

Zeng Yunfeng and Shuihua walked forward with things. When they passed by a loess yard wall, they saw several people holding stone locks in the yard. Zeng Yunfeng glanced at it and said that it was Yonghua and the others.

"Brother Yongfu!"

"Brother Yongfu!"

"Brother Yongfu!"

Several young men greeted Zeng Yunfeng one after another. In their eyes, An Yongfu was a hero who went out of Kushui Village.

"Okay, I practiced well, and my kung fu foundation has not been lost. The reputation of the descendants of An's family has not been defeated by you."

These young men are very good, with well-proportioned muscles on their bodies and no excess fat. This is what the real training should look like, make you look slim when wearing clothes and taking off clothes. This is the physical quality that real Asians have.

What Asians are most proud of is modesty, and for warriors, that is to hide their weaknesses.

The heroes violated the ban with martial arts, and the Confucians used literature to disrupt the law. Martial arts have never been truly favored by these governments and even the royal family since ancient times, unless they were sold to the imperial family.

In other cases, anyone who is involved in the word "martial arts" is a powerful man. These words sound nice and call it a powerful man, but to put it ugly, they are bullies.

Zeng Yunfeng walked out of the yard, and the people picked up the stone locks again and played with flowers in their hands. It seemed that these stone locks were made of bubbles.

Zeng Yunfeng walked across a narrow stone road. When he looked up, he saw a portal with the model of supporting the army, which also read No. 14.

The An clan has been in the army almost for generations. In this Kushui village, four out of ten people joining the army. The model of supporting the army is not just a joke in this place.

At this moment, the door with the model of supporting the army suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a calm expression and a national face walked out. When he saw Zeng Yunfeng, he was a little surprised. He suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Yongfu! Come in, sit in." As he said that, he waved to welcome Zeng Yunfeng and Shuihua and his wife.

Zeng Yunfeng nodded at him with a smile, greeted him, "Uncle Kang, come back to see you if you are so busy."

"I took a leave. Isn't this my mother at home and I'm sick? I'm not happy to let her move out to Fujian and live with her. Well, she has no choice but to let her wife, your aunt come here to accompany her."

"Uncle Kang, I heard recently that the Southeast region is not peaceful!"

Uncle Kang shook his head and said, "This is not something you care about. Being ready for war is something we must do. There are too many times when there are no peace. Are we just having a good meal? We have never been afraid of 17 countries back then, let alone now?" Uncle Kang said something a little bold.

Zeng Yunfeng's Uncle Kang is a brigade commander of a military region in the southeast. He has always guarded the southeast and rarely goes home.

But no one would have thought that he was a man from the Loess Plateau. He used to be a real landlady, but in order to get rid of the landlady, he forced himself to join the navy, and he had only worked for decades. Zeng Yunfeng could also feel that sometimes Uncle Kang and himself were close and neither close nor distant.
Chapter completed!