Chapter 98

As the Spring Festival approaches, Xu Qing's road to martial arts is on the right track.

After several times of shirking, Jiang He finally began to teach him how to fight.

Hand holding boxing is called boxing. In fact, there are not many places to use it. In Jiang He's words, if you practice the three points, palm, capture and leg, you'll be almost finished.

"How do you look so ordinary?" Xu Qing waved and asked.

In her hands, it's like a teacher fu fighting. If he can beat lightning, he can't even whip five times.

"It's mainly Sanshou. It's fast and simple. You can catch the enemy's flaws and kill him with one blow. Look at my hand..."

Jiang He wants to give Xu Qing a demonstration when he says something, and he is scared to stop.

"I haven't learned yet! Don't show me

“……”

"And what do I do when I learn to kill? You're afraid that I won't be caught. Fight and kill them... "

Xu Qing waved and kicked to practice the three moves she had just taught herself, and suddenly said, "can you beat a monkey after you learn it?"

Jiang He Leng Leng, strange way: "why do you want to hit the monkey?"

"It's just asking... I guess I can knock them out." Xu Qing clenched her fist, and all of a sudden she practiced very vigorously.

Fortunately, it was on the first floor. No one would find it, or the door would be broken.

"The purpose of posture training is to master it thoroughly. After boxing becomes instinctive, you don't have to think about how to catch the enemy's flaws, so you have to study and practice diligently..."

"I know. I can't do without the words and the fists."

Xu Qing didn't know much about practicing, but he always knew this kind of common sense.

Jet Li hit the post in Huo Yuanjia's room. He was very excited when he said, "it's 20 years of hard work." I wish I could find a slate to shoot every day.

Stand the stake in the morning, practice boxing in the evening, and do some business in the middle. In the evening, accompany Jiang He to see a movie or teach him pinyin or write a movie review. Life will be very rich. This product has the illusion of the protagonist of destiny. They are eager to wait for evil organizations to come to them, and then they work together to defeat each other

Dudududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududu!

Xu Qing wipes his sweat to open the door. Xiao Yan comes to find wax gourd and asks brother Xu to help him with his homework.

"Brother Xu!"

"Come in, grandma is out again?" Xu Qing rubs her hair to let her in.

"Well!"

The little girl is bored at home by herself. My grandfather sits on the sofa, whistling and watching TV, and then runs down with her homework. It's called learning, but in fact it's playing with wax gourd.

"Sister Jiang He!" She was not afraid of life, and called Jiang He crisply.

"Hello, Xiaoyan."

Jiang He was a little stiff.

There's been a little change in the routine of life.

See small speech put down the book to run to embrace wax gourd, she thought: "do you want to eat oranges?"

"No, I ate a lot of apples at home!" Xiaoyan shook his head, then his expression collapsed, "I forgot to bring down a few..."

"No, we do."

"My grandmother bought it. It's very big!"

"I bought a very big one, too." Xu Qing said with a smile.

With outsiders, it's impossible to practice any more. We can only do some serious work and start doing things with computers.

Some time ago, the reading volume of the martial arts confession collection was twice as much as usual. The later martial arts special effects were not as good as that one. He was going to strike while the iron was hot and make another one.

Or you can do a series, love and hate, love and hate, try, the secret love of Xiao San is the secret love of Xiao San... And then check the scum man and famous scenes in the costume drama, such as:

"I don't seem to have come at the right time?"

"No, you came at the right time."

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Xiaoyan told the wax gourd to lose weight for a while. Holding it gently and gently, he went to Xu Qing to have a look. He recorded the idea he had just come up with on the document. He suddenly felt bored and ran to Jiang He.

"Sister Jiang He, are you playing games?"

"No, I'm working." Jiang He quickly pressed the keyboard with both hands, stainless steel... Bah, the blind man brushes the picture once a minute, which makes her have the illusion that her purse is slowly bulging.

awesome

Someone moved out 24 sets of spring festival sets in a month, totaling more than 9000 yuan. After Xu Qing calculated the account for her a few days ago, she had infinite confidence.

Nine thousand yuan a month, more than Xu Qing earns.

Rich woman starts with moving bricks.

But Xu Qing didn't tell her that there were more than 40 numbers, but she had less than 10.

"Let wax gourd accompany you to do your homework, not a word Xu Qing turns over a few sets of homework she brought over. Oh, it's more innocent than the relationship between him and Jiang He, not a word.

"Wax gourd doesn't."

"You can teach it."

"Oh."

Xiaoyan thought about it, as if so, sat on the sofa, opened his math book and began to count. At the same time, he recited to wax gourd.

It's getting dark outside.

After brushing, the tired Jiang He stretches, looks to the other side of the computer still holding his laptop, and then looks at the little words of breaking fingers to count, as well as the wax gourd that has nothing to love. After a while, he pours hot water on them.

"You can take her homework and have a look. It's good for your IQ to use your brain often." Xu Qingchao raised his chin to Xiaoyan, "primary school curriculum, you should understand."

"Is it?"

Jiang He Wen Yan curiously picked up another Chinese homework to see, Xu Qing saved the video on the computer, also came to see the progress of the little girl.

"These will not." Xiaoyan saw that he was busy, and pointed to the difficult problems he had skipped. By the way, he pulled back the wax gourd that was ready to escape and held it down to listen to the class together.

Xu Qing took the pen, sat aside, picked up her homework and had a look: "this..."

Jiang He holds the book and peeks at Xu Qing who is leaning over to explain the topic to Xiao Yan.

At that time, the old man with a long beard also taught her how to read.

But Xu Qing won't sigh, and he knows more than that old scholar.

When all was finished, it was 8 p.m., and Xiaoyan reluctantly put down the wax gourd and said goodbye to them.

"Send her up." Xu Qing said casually to Jiang He.

"Ah? Oh

Jiang He was stunned for a moment and got up to put on his coat.

"Just a few floors. I won't lose it." Small words.

"I'm afraid you'll trip and roll down." Xu Qing smiles, "go quickly."

It's only a few floors away. Just climb a staircase. Xiao Yan takes a serious step on the stairs. He's afraid of rolling down like Xu Qing said. When he gets to the door, he taps the door with his little hand.

"Grandma, open the door!"

Cheng Yulan ran to open the door and saw Jiang He behind Xiao Yan.

"Thank you, sister! Goodbye, sister Xiao Yan waved to Jiang He.

"You're welcome."