Deng Fan was fourteen years old, one year older than Cao Peng.
Mrs. Hong’s husband Deng Juye is over forty years old and is an honest craftsman. He was born in poverty, his parents died early and he was an orphan. In his early years, he learned the craft of bamboo strips from a craftsman from Jiaozhi, and has been doing this ever since.
He made a living. It wasn't until he was nearly thirty that he got married. He married Mrs. Hong and had a son, Deng Fan.
Deng Juye's craftsmanship was very good, and most of the people in the surrounding villages came to him to do the bamboo crafts work. His life was not rich, but he was still decent.
It's just that his old son Deng Fan always makes him unable to worry.
Not only did she refuse to inherit his craftsmanship, but she idled around all day and competed with others outside.
Deng Juye was very troubled by this.
But Deng Fanzhi is not here, and it seems unrealistic to ask him to learn the skills of a bamboo craftsman. We can only let him go, as long as he doesn't kill people and set fires, that's all.
"What? You want me to practice martial arts with that sick man?"
Mrs. Hong got Cao Peng's nod, went home happily, and told Deng Juye.
The couple was very happy, so they told Deng Fan about the incident during dinner in the evening. They thought Deng Fan would be very happy, but he jumped three feet high.
"Dad, Mom, I can kill that guy with just one finger. You want me to practice martial arts with him. What a joke!"
"Damn thing!"
Deng Juye suddenly became furious, pointed at Deng Fan and cursed: "I'm asking you to follow me to practice martial arts, I'm not asking you to fight with others. Who is Mr. Cao? Even the county magistrate calls him a brother, what qualifications do you have to be picky?
Four? Let me tell you, your mother is doing this for your own good... Starting from tomorrow, you will come to me honestly and do whatever Young Master Cao says. If you dare not listen, I will interrupt you.
leg."
"I dont go!"
Deng Fan frowned and refused loudly.
"What can that sick man be capable of? If I follow him, won't it make people laugh?"
Snapped!
Before Deng Fan finished speaking, Mrs. Hong suddenly stood up and slapped him in the face.
"Mom, you..."
Mrs. Hong was so angry that she was shaking all over. She gritted her teeth and said, "Son, how can you be so disobedient?"
"Mom, I..."
"How old are you this year? Your father was able to support himself when he was your age, but what about you?
Son, you used to act silly and Mom didn't care about you because she didn't know how to take care of you. But it's different now. Mr. Cao is not an ordinary person and will definitely achieve great things in the future. Mom doesn't ask you to learn any skills.
, I just hope that you can follow Mr. Cao, and maybe you can do a great career in the future... My son, I will make it clear to you today. You have to go whether you want to go or not... Are you willing?
If you are willing to practice martial arts, I don't care. I just want you to follow Mr. Cao and stop wandering around and worrying me."
Deng Fan saw that Mrs. Hong was really angry and became a little scared.
Others are a little stunned, but they are pure and filial in nature.
He quickly knelt down in front of Mrs. Hong and said, "Mom, don't be angry. I will listen to you. Why don't I go find the man named Cao tomorrow?"
"It's Mr. Cao!"
"Yes, Mr. Cao."
But I muttered to myself: Tomorrow I will go find the man named Cao and beat him up to make him listen to me.
When my mother asked about it, I told her that I had gone... If someone named Cao dares to trouble me, I won't be able to spare him and beat him until he is honest.
Having made up his mind, Deng Fan immediately felt relaxed.
Seeing their son nodding in agreement, Madam Hong and Deng Juye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Both the couple are optimistic about the Cao family and know that the Cao family will definitely achieve great things. They don't understand the basic principles, but they know who to learn from. Following Cao Peng is at least better than being idle and causing trouble now. The couple , showing a happy smile.
Nothing happened all night, but the next day it was bright and dark, and it was cold outside.
Cao Peng and Wang Mai trotted to the river beach.
As usual, let's start with the warm-up.
After these days of practice, the effect is still very obvious. At least compared to before, he eats more, and has two ounces of muscle in his small arms and legs. In comparison, Wangmai’s effect is more significant... his body is much stronger than before. , the whole person looked like he had a fierce aura. Moreover, as his kung fu deepened, he became extremely proficient in the Eight Vajra Styles. So under the guidance of Cao Peng, he began to practice the Baji Jia, also known as Xiao Jia. Baji. This Baji frame is the basic skill of Bajiquan, and it is also the real entry-level skill.
At the same time, according to Wang Mai's characteristics, Cao Peng also asked him to perform some auxiliary training such as holding the pile, leaning on the pile, and pushing the palm.
After giving instructions on Wang Mai's exercises, Cao Peng started to practice Tai Chi on the side.
"Are you practicing boxing?"
Just when Cao Peng was feeling comfortable physically and mentally, someone stood beside him and said angrily: "With your punches and kicks, I can defeat you with just one hand."
Cao Peng withdrew his fist and turned to look.
I saw a tall and thick young man standing under a bare old locust tree.
Speaking of which, Wangmai’s size is already astonishing!
But compared with this young man, he seems to be a little worse... He has a fierce look on his face, exuding an aura of fierceness.
Judging from his height, he must be about 175 centimeters tall. Standing there, he is more than a head taller than Cao Peng. The young man curled his lips and looked provocative.
Before Cao Peng could say anything, Wang Mai became angry!
"What kind of wild boy did you come from to speak such arrogant words here?"
"Brother Hutou..."
Cao Peng quickly stopped Wang Mai and said with a smile: "You must be Uncle Juye's son.
Aunt Hong asked you to come and practice martial arts with us. From now on, we will all be our own people. My name is Cao Peng, and his name is Wang Mai. What about you?"
Deng Fan sneered, "You're one of us. If my mother hadn't forced me to come here, I wouldn't want to deal with you, a sick boy like you."
Cao Peng wasn't angry either, he still had a smile on his face, as if he hadn't heard what Deng Fan said, and continued: "But, you have to abide by our rules when you come here. I'm not particular about it. First, I have the final say here. Secondly, if you want to practice boxing, you have to stick to it. You can't fish for three days and dry the nets for two days. Thirdly, if you don't listen to me, don't blame me for being rude to you."
"Are you rude to me?"
Deng Fan laughed and said: "Cao, I don't care what you did before, but from now on, I have the final say here."
"You have the final say?" Wang Mai sneered: "What ability do you have to dare to speak nonsense here? You have the final say. Ask me if I agree."
"Brother Hutou, let me come."
Cao Peng stretched out his hand to hold Wang Mai and slowly walked forward.
His steps were very slow, but as he walked, he unconsciously revealed a frightening charm.
Deng Fan said: "Cao, what do you want to do?"
"Haha, I am a sick person, what are you afraid of?"
"What am I afraid of?"
"If you're not afraid, why are you retreating?"
After two lifetimes, although Cao Peng's body and bones are not as good as before, after all, the marks left by his previous life are still there.
In his previous life, he was a law enforcer, and he had the unique majesty of a law enforcer. Therefore, although he was thin and small, his aura still existed.
Not long after he was reborn in this life, he had human lives on his hands.
Judging from this momentum, although Deng Fan was a little stunned, he really couldn't stand it.
Unknowingly, he actually took three steps back. After listening to Cao Peng's words, he realized this, and he couldn't help but suddenly became angry.
"You're looking for a beating!"
As he spoke, Deng Fanxiang rushed towards him.
Cao Peng was not in a hurry, stepped on Tai Chi, put one hand behind his back, turned slightly to the side as if retreating, and let Deng Fan's fist pass. His other hand was lightly placed on Deng Fan's arm, and he clicked with the sole of his foot.
, as soon as the arm was sent... Deng Fan's huge body was sent out at once, and he fell on the snow, and it took him a long time to get up.
Last night, after Deng Ji came back, he was a little surprised to hear that Mrs. Hong's son was coming.
He knew Deng Fan's temperament, and he also knew that that guy was a jerk...
So he told Cao Peng about Deng Fan's situation, and said nervously: "Ah Fu, that boy is not afraid of heaven or earth, he is only afraid of his mother. He will definitely come tomorrow, but I don't think he will bow to you.
Be careful, if you make him angry, he might fight you."
"Brother-in-law, don't worry, there's still Brother Hutou here."
