In the morning, Chen Mu, who was usually very upset when he woke up, got up early and pulled the fat white man up to one side of the business room.

Chen Mu would never go back on his promise to teach the fat white man Kung Fu. As for whether he can learn it well and endure the hardship, it all depends on the fat white man himself.

This is the true meaning of the so-called "Master leads you in, and practice is personal."

"Master, are you going to practice kung fu in this outfit?"

The fat white man saw Chen Mu wearing casual clothes and couldn't help but ask.

Chen Mu frowned: "Why don't you wear this?"

"Shouldn't we wear training clothes?"

The fat white man pointed to his clothes and said, "Isn't this how you should dress when practicing martial arts?"

The fat white man was wearing a set of white exercise clothes, which were similar to those worn by middle-aged and elderly people in Tai Chi classes. They were loose and soft. He looked like he had grown a size invisibly and turned into an XL fat man.

Chen Mu waved his hands angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, let's get started."

After a slight pause, his face became solemn, and he said loudly: "Our first step in getting started with Liuhe Quan is the chicken step. Watch carefully..."

While talking, Chen Mu started to demonstrate.

After the demonstration, the fat white man was asked to repeat it again. If there was anything wrong in it, he corrected it on the spot and was meticulous.

After doing this for half an hour, the fat white man was finally able to perform the chicken step in a relatively standard way. Then Chen Mu walked to the side and sat down on a stone bench, allowing the fat white man to continue practicing alone.

The fat white man practiced very enthusiastically at first, thinking that this was Chen Mu's top-secret technique, but after practicing this chicken step for a long time, it became boring, and he couldn't go faster even if he wanted to, after all, his feet had to be bent and wrapped inward.

, making the lower plate solid and elastic, and it is impossible to get up at all when you first practice.

After practicing for a while, the fat white man couldn't help but ask Chen Mu: "Master, how long will it take to practice this? When will you teach me boxing skills?"

"Fist skills? What are you thinking about?"

After Chen Mu rolled his eyes, he said seriously: "When I was learning boxing, I practiced this for two months and opened up the whole body's energy before I started learning the moves. With your qualifications and your age?

Da, I think it will take at least half a year of practice before you can barely open up your Qi sense, so we’ll talk about it then.”

"What? You need to practice this for half a year?"

The fat white man was a little dizzy, and his face that had been filled with expectation suddenly fell.

Young people are just impetuous...

Chen Mu touched his beard...the fibrous roots that had just grown out, and said to his founding disciple: "Don't underestimate this chicken step. Although it is just a boring step, it is the most important step in Liuhe Quan."

The foundation within the foundation is extremely important. Only by practicing this well can you practice boxing well, so if you want to learn boxing, just practice it honestly. If you don’t want to learn, forget it. I won’t force you.”

Master has said this, so what else can I do but continue practicing?

The fat white man could only purse his lips and continue practicing.

When Chen Mu walks on the chicken step, he is like a white crane, as light as the wind and full of strength.

But when the fat white man walks the chicken step, he looks like a big fat goose, staggering, slow and heavy, not to mention how clumsy he is.

Chen Mu chuckled as he watched the founder of the mountain immersed himself in training, thinking that judging from this guy's appearance, the six-month period just mentioned might be too short. He is practicing Kung Fu at an older age, and it will be more and more difficult to adjust his muscles and bones.

After watching for a while, Hu Xiaoer and his family came over from a distance.

After not seeing each other for more than two weeks, Xiao Er's body has grown a lot, Erhua's belly has become rounder, and her body has become heavier and heavier.

"Drink milk, don't put your head over it."

Chen Mu touched Hanpi's head, turned around and walked into the business room, took out the milk bowl and milk, started pouring milk into the bowl, and served the family.

After Hu Xiaoer and his family all drank the milk, Chen Mu took out five more small bowls, poured a small bowl of milk into each, then walked into the house and let out all the five puppies.

The five puppies were already able to bark and run, and they were curious about everything. After rushing out in a swarm, they looked around first, and finally saw their small bowls. They immediately rushed to their own small bowls, and said:

He drank the milk inside.

Before, Chen Mu heard people say that puppies can't drink milk, probably because they are lactose intolerant, so they were given goat's milk when they were young.

Later, one time he went to the pet market in City

Thinking about the little guys, nothing really happened.

After getting there, he simply stopped fussing and fed Hu Xiaoer's family a little while feeding them, even if they were raised together.

Originally, of the five puppies, only Fugui was close to him, because Rourou and Milk Tea were raised by a Uighur girl, while tiramisu and macarons were raised by a female doctor. Since he fed them, the five puppies have

He became his follower, wagging his tail and circling under his feet every day when he saw him, which made Uyghur girls and female doctors jealous, saying that he had robbed their puppies.

The pups were not very big, so after drinking the milk from the bowl, they did not ask for a refill and just started running around in the open space, chasing and playing.

After a while, the wild duck came out of its shack, wondering if it heard the noise, and waddled to Chen Mu.

When the puppies saw the wild duck, they immediately rushed over and stared at the wild duck cautiously.

The wild duck was too lazy to pay attention to these little brats, so he walked to a place where he could be exposed to the morning sun and waited for Hu Xiaoer and his family.

Fugui was more courageous. He approached the wild duck with small steps and wanted to touch the hair on the duck's butt with his front paws.

How could a wild duck let this little guy touch its most beautiful feathers? He just turned his head and pecked it with his beak.

"Woo..."

This peck was quite serious, and Fugui screamed, immediately backed away, and then screamed at the wild duck, as if to protest against the wild duck's sneak attack.

The wild duck was annoyed by the fuss and did not want to wait for Hu Xiaoer's family to drink milk. He stepped forward proudly and staggered toward the puddle in the forest farm.

When Fugui saw that the guy who had pecked him was about to run away, he immediately called on his brothers and sisters to chase after the wild duck, but they did not dare to get too close. After all, they had just been pecked and they still couldn't figure out the wild duck's behavior.

How strong is the strength?

"Practice for another hour and you can handle it yourself."

Chen Mu saw that these little guys were going to the forest farm. He thought for a moment and said something to the fat white man. Then he stood up and patted Hu Xiaoer's big head and followed the puppies over.

There are too many wild animals in the forest farm, and these little guys don’t know what kind of trouble they will cause. It would be bad if they encounter coyotes or wild foxes and suffer losses, so they
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