Only during snowball fights would Fu Manman act like a normal person, playing and laughing with him and his sisters.
Fu An missed the days when he had a father and a mother. Although it was hard, his family was still there.
They have been through a lot these days, and his sister doesn't seem to be that happy. He wants to make her happy.
"What a fight!" Fu Manman made a snowball and threw it at Fu An.
Fu Manman controlled his strength, and it was a snowball, so it couldn't hit anyone.
Fu An was hit with snow on his face. Aji looked at it and giggled happily, and then he couldn't wait to make a big snowball and hit Fu An.
Fu An was so angry that he said to Aji: "You are my buddy, how can you hit me!"
"Aji likes Manman, and you are not allowed to bully her." Aji protected Manman.
Fu Manman gave Aji a thumbs up and said to him, "Let's smash him together."
Fu An was hit with snowballs by Fu Manman and Aji and ran around.
"Shuangshuang, help me quickly!" Fu An ran to Fu Shuangshuang's side.
When Fu Shuangshuang saw his sister making a snowball and throwing it at her, she quickly made a snowball and threw it at her, shouting: "Brother, let's defeat my sister together."
At this moment, Fu Shuangshuang seemed to think of the past.
In the past, they took advantage of the snowball fight to fight Fu Manman to avenge Fu Manman for being bullied in the past.
But now, they are finding their former happiness.
They had experienced so much along the way, and they had not had real laughter and happiness for a long time.
Fu Shuangshuang and Fu An turned from defense to offense. After a while, Fu An tried to win over them, and many young men joined the battle.
Fu Manman also roped in some girls to join.
A snowball fight between siblings turned into a battle between boys and girls.
Snowballs were flying in the forest, and laughter continued.
Little Afu happily chased the snowball!
Fu Manman's face was covered with snow, and her little face was red from the cold. Although she was very embarrassed, she was also really happy. She kept laughing, a real hearty smile.
She has never been so happy, and she seems to have found the happiness of her childhood!
Fu Qiang looked at the people having snowball fights with envy. He had also seen the princes, princesses and their escorts having snowball fights in the palace.
At that time, he really wanted to join in, but no one took him to play, so he could only hide from a distance and watch others play. Happiness always seemed to elude him.
He doesn’t like snowy days very much! It’s cold and boring!
Fu Qiang turned around to leave, and suddenly a figure hid in his arms. Fu Manman, with a smile like a flower, covered with snowflakes and cold air, got into his arms like a rabbit, and said: "Quick, help me
Block!"
Several snowballs hit Fu Qiang's back, which was very cold.
…
"Why are you just standing there? Give Fu An a good beating." Fu Manman urged Fu Qiang.
Fu Qiang realized later! There was a ball of snow in his hand, which Fu Manman stuffed for him.
When Fu Qiang turned around to hit him, several snowballs hit him in the face.
Fu Anle laughed heartily.
"Hahaha..." Fu Manmanle was expressionless. Then he thought that Fu Qiang was still sick, so he said apologetically: "Sister, I have forgotten that you are still sick! Come on, I will take you back to rest."
"It's okay. I'll be fine soon. Leave it to me to beat Fu An." Fu Qiang reached out and patted the snow on his head.
He was playing with the snowflakes in his hair. He was really elegant and elegant. His starry eyes were full of smiles at the moment. Fu Manman was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his stinky brother was really weird and good-looking.
!
Fu Qiang stood in front of Fu Manman, blocked several snowball attacks, and then threw the snowball in his hand at Fu An.
This blow was so accurate that Fu An was hit with snow all over his head.
Fu Anke was dissatisfied and chased Fu Qiang and beat him.
Fu Manman withdrew from the battle line and happily watched a group of children having a snowball fight.
The adults and children nearby were also very happy to watch the fun.
"I haven't heard laughter like this for a long time!" Uncle Da said with emotion.
"The children have not been so happy for a long time." Aunt Dong was so happy and relieved to see her daughter having a snowball fight.
"We'd better call the children to come to eat! If we continue to fight, the snow will get into the clothes and they will get sick." Grandma Wang said from the side.
She was also worried that if she didn't eat the porridge, it would get cold.
"It's time to eat!" Aunt Dong shouted.
Stopped the snowball fight!
Nothing is more important than eating.
The children who were having a snowball fight all calmed down and each took their own bowls and went to serve their meals.
Fu Manman was already squatting by the fire, drinking.
Fu An and Fu Shuangshuang each took their rice bowls and sat next to Fu Manman.
"Sister, we just had a snowball fight, were you happy?" Fu An asked.
Fu Manman nodded, "I'm so happy!"
"As long as sister is happy." Fu An felt happy.
His little face was red from the cold, and when he took a sip of the warm porridge, his whole body was immediately warmed up.
Fu Manman looked at Fu An and understood something in his heart. It turned out that he was just making himself happy!
What a lovely and caring brother.
After breakfast, Uncle Zhu asked a few people to help open the kiln and get charcoal.
Fang Mulei began to teach everyone the mental method of practicing Qing Gong.
Fu Manman could understand this magical mental method, but he didn't understand it at all!
Practicing the breathing method taught by Fang Mulei, she felt that others seemed to feel it, but she didn't feel it.
Could it be because my brain has been fossilized by modern thinking and I cannot understand such abstract things of the ancients!
Qinggong! It’s so fantasy! I can’t understand it at all.
"Everyone practices this mentality and absorption method for an hour every day, and then walks with weights, from low to high. Talented people will feel that the breath in their bodies is different in a week. After a month, if the weights are removed, they will feel as light as
Yan, if you practice for a year, you will achieve something." Fang Mulei's words made Fu Manman collapse.
It takes a year!
Others, some who were impatient, also felt broken, but some listened carefully and remembered it firmly.
"Master Fang, if I don't understand something, can I ask you?" Cuiliu raised her hand happily and shouted.
Chen Mutian felt sour when he saw Fang Mulei teaching everyone Qing Kung Fu and being surrounded by a group of people calling him master.
He immediately decided to recruit disciples and teach everyone the art of swordsmanship.
Then he successfully attracted several boys and girls from Fang Mulei who wanted to learn swordsmanship.
Fu Manman was also curious about how Chen Mutian taught swordsmanship. She just listened to him talk about how to practice basic skills, and she became indifferent.
The basic skills of stepping on horse steps and stepping on plum blossom piles are really torturous.
It seems that genius is really learned through hard work.
"Manman, do you want to learn Qing Gong?" Fu Qiang asked.
Fu Manman nodded and sighed: "I'm afraid I don't have the talent. I heard the method Fang Mulei said. I just tried it and I can't find the feeling at all."
"Everyone's learning method is different. If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Fu Qiang offered himself.