Xing Zhen wanted to wear mourning for Grandpa Guan, but everyone in the village unanimously opposed it. However, the young man was not allowed to get tired of his mouth. He only allowed Xing Zhen to stand and keep his mind at the same time and not kneel down.

The boy only secretly knelt for the old man when it was late at night.

Xing Zhen needs to adapt to the heavy sword, and want to make himself stronger and understand more. This makes the young man who is already hardworking and hard to practice boxing more and more forget to eat and sleep. Practicing boxing is both good at reading and literacy.

Of course, Xing Zhen did not forget to take time to continue to forge the blacksmith. Although he was grateful to the clan through the ancestral hall, he still could not eradicate the bandits' grudges in Xing Zhen's heart.

Xing Zhen regrets that he is too stupid. It is okay to read and read and literate and forge, but everything is steadily improving. However, the martial arts path has never been able to reach the first level of martial arts. This is the so-called fetal bud realm. There are many kinds of martial arts, including physical and jiu-jitsu.

No matter which type it is, the first thing is to make the true qi form in the body. When you just enter the first level of martial arts, the true qi appears and is like a bud that has just sprouted. After breaking through the threshold of the first level, the bud will be fixed and not grow.

The better the foundation is, the more tender buds appear in the meridians when they break into the fetal bud realm. The true qi grows and grows, and the true qi in the body will become more powerful.

Therefore, the first level of martial arts is crucial. It is related to the height of future martial arts achievements. However, Xing Zhen cannot feel the appearance of fetal buds in his body, let alone think about the height of the future.

Especially after the punishment was carried, the heat flow in the meridians in the body suddenly decreased a lot, which made the boy suffer another blow and more privately regret that he was too stupid.

Xing Zhen’s mother said that you can be stupid but you must never give up. The young man always remembers it in his heart, regretting himself, and still never forgets the practice of boxing.

Get up earlier in the morning and go to bed later in the evening. When eating, you keep moving your feet, and making irons are constantly changing the injured movements.

When reading, I raise the book with one hand and punch with the other. When I sleep, I often wake up from my dreams, and I don’t know what I am doing. In short, whether it is eating, drinking, defecating, walking, sitting, or standing, I always look like a child with ADHD, without a honest time.

After sleeping and eating, time flies, and New Year's Eve is coming. Before he knew it, Ri Xingzhen had just practiced boxing and returned to the wooden house and found that Aunt Xiliu had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Seeing Xing Zhen come back, Xiliu quickly stepped forward and held Xing Zhen's hand impatiently: "Go and walk around, go into the house and talk."

Xing is really puzzled: ‘Aunt Xiliu, my door is not locked, why are you waiting outside?”

Xiliu disagreed and said, "That's your room, how can I go in casually? Although we are bandits, there are rules for bandits. Without the consent of others, you cannot enter and exit other people's rooms at will."

Xing Zhen said: "I believe in Aunt Xiliu. I will just ask me to come into the house and wait next time I have something to do. There are too many outside."

The two of them walked into the wooden house while talking. Xing Zhen looked around and became even more confused: "Hey, has anyone come in? Why are there a few more clothes on the bed?"

Aunt Xiliu beside her coughed twice: "Cough cough cough, I want to give you a surprise, so I came in early and put my new clothes on the bed."

Xing Zhen complained: "I just said I wouldn't go into other people's room at will, so I've come in long ago."

As if he saw Xing Zhen’s thoughts, Xiliu defended: “Don’t you want to give you a surprise? Don’t think too much. Put it on quickly and try to fit it. If it is not suitable, take it back and change it to Aunt Yuru immediately.”

Xing Zhen asked with a smile: "Thank you, Aunt Xiliu, is this the new clothes made by Aunt Yuru?"

Nishiri said with confidence: "There are little things in the village, and there are only two women, Yuru and I. Who else can they be if they weren't her? I won't."

Xing was ashamed. His words were too direct. He didn't send someone to follow the article. Xing was really happy. The people in the village were careful enough to him. He didn't know how others knew, at least the village was good to Xing.

The boy's thoughts fluctuated, and he also remembered Mr. Su and Uncle Shang from Qingyang Town. They used to prepare new clothes for Xing Zhen for the New Year.

Things have been replaced by others, but in the end it is a kindness to the punishment.

Seeing Xing Zhen, Nishiliu was dazed and urged: "Try it quickly, it's easy to change if it doesn't fit. If it fits, put it on immediately and wear new clothes for the New Year."

The dark-skinned boy Xing Zhen's face was slightly rosy and asked shyly: "Is it here to change?"

Xiliu did not think: "If you don't be here, can you change it in the snow outside?"

Then Aunt Xiliu figured out the reason and rolled her eyes: "I'm quite particular about this little brat, why are you afraid that the aunt will not be able to see you?"

The truth is that the punishment is inconsistent, I really don’t know how to continue the following.

Xiliu didn't force it and said, "You change it first, I'll wait outside." The man had already walked out of the wooden house and closed the door.

The fabric for making clothes for Xing Zhen is really good, and it feels smooth to the touch. The shiny fabric is embroidered with exquisite patterns.

This is also the best clothes Xing Zhen has ever worn since he remembers. The boy used to be indifferent to these things on the surface, but in fact he was not because he was short of money and could not afford it.

Suddenly getting such good clothes, Xing Zhen, who had not yet lost his childlike heart, was stroking the silky fabric back and forth, looking like he couldn't let go of it.

"Ahem, Xing Zhen, have you changed your clothes?" Xiliu's question came from outside the door.

"It's time to change, Aunt Xiliu comes in." Xing Zhen replied after awakening.

The woman slapped her hands after entering the house: "It's not bad, Xing Zhen has become a young master. Tell me, how about the fabric Aunt Xiliu chose for you."

"Very very good, I like it very much, thank you Aunt Xiliu." Xing Zhen did not forget to bow and thank him when he spoke.

The woman rubbed her chin and nodded repeatedly: "Well, it's quite fit, Yuru's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Xing Zhen was secretly amused: "This Aunt Xiliu first talks about the fabric he chose, and then it was sewn by Aunt Yuru. It was obvious that he was avoiding the important things."

Thoughts on but doesn't say it carelessly. Xing Zhen clasps his fists and says, "I have to ask Aunt Xiliu to avoid it. I want to take off my heart."

The woman looked puzzled: "Why?"

Xing Zhen said, "I want to wash my face, afraid I will get dirty."

Xiliu laughed: "It's okay, I'll get dirty and wash it for you."

Xing Zhen shook his head desperately, his head like a rattle: "No, no, I have to wear new clothes for the New Year. If I wash it, it won't be new clothes."

"Whatever you want," Xi Liu joked and left.

As Xiliu left, a pair of little guys jumped to find Xing Zhen. Xiao Bushi and the little guy tightly tidied their calves, for fear that they would show off their new clothes later after they were slow.

Their faces were filled with happiness, and their innocent faces were filled with innocence when they smiled. The voices of people rushing to the forefront arrived first.

"Brother Xing Zhen, look at my new clothes, my more beautiful than Bushi/things."

The two little guys said it almost at the same time, and at the same time they looked squinting at each other. That little thing is that your clothes are ugly, my clothes are the most beautiful, and the whole village is the most beautiful.

As the sound of footsteps approached, Xiao Bu Shi and Xiao Fu stepped into Xing Zhen's door. When they looked up, they saw Xing Zhen's two small faces with bright smiles were stunned.

Standing at the door, he was at a loss. After a moment, Xiao Bushi held the door frame and complained: "Mom is not her biological mother, and her father is not her biological father. I can't live this day."

The little guy sat on the ground and kicked his feet regardless of whether his new clothes were clean. He was much more excited than Bu Shi, and his tears immediately burst into tears.

"Mother is partial to her, father is partial to her, and Grandpa Pang is partial to her. They are all partial to her, and they are only kind to Brother Xing Zhen and don't care about things anymore."

Xing Zhen had a dark face, and when he approached, he grabbed a person's ear with one hand. It was originally a little thing crying, but now he became a Bu Shi and the guy cried together.

The wooden house was crying, and Muzi's face became darker and darker. Her dark face turned into a dark pot. She pulled the two little guys and threw them on the bed.

He pointed at Xiao Bushi and laughed and scolded: "Why aren't your biological parents? Have you ever given you something delicious secretly? Have you taken you to go shopping in private? Have you ever taken you up the mountain to pick wild fruits?"

Xiao Bushi was so shocked that he asked as if he had seen a ghost: "How come you know?"

Xing Zhen replied silently: "I have seen other people's children who are treated like this."

The little thing's thinking jumped quickly, and he stared at his big eyes and asked, "Why don't I know when? You actually secretly carried me on your back."

Xing Zhen suddenly gave the little guy a chestnut: "Didn't Uncle Cui Mingfu and Aunt Xiliu treat you like this??"

The little thing praised her and admitted, "It seems that there has been any."

The little guy stopped making trouble, but if it were Zheng, he would be lonely. He is also a child, only thirteen years old this year, and after tonight he was fourteen years old, he is still a child.

He really doesn't have the treatment he has for other children. He doesn't know what the care of his parents feels like, nor does he know when he will be able to have such luxurious treatment.

Xiao Bushi asked weakly: "Brother Xing Zhen, are you angry? Is it because of Bushi's things?"

The little girl opened her teeth and pounced on her: "You are not a thing, you are not a thing."

Xiao Bushi held his head and had no intention of fighting back. He begged: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again."

Xing Zhen was inexplicably made by these two heartless guys. Instead of getting angry, he was happy from the bottom of his heart. Although he was still a child, he still hoped that other children would be happy.

Xing Zhen has his own things to do, so he can't let the two little guys keep making trouble here. He asked with a stern face: "I don't have to go out to observe the traps of the agency today. Do you have any reading or reading?"

Xiao Bu was mourning: "Isn't it still early now?"

The little guy also cried: "Today is New Year's Eve, I need to be energetic and vigil."

Xing Zhen refused to give in: "No, you must persist in reading and reading and literacy every day. This New Year's Eve is just enough to change your reading and literacy until the morning."

"Each person goes to write five hundred words and play casually in the afternoon."

The two little guys wailed together, and they stretched out their index fingers in tacit understanding: "Brother Xing Zhen, please, have a day off, only today."

"No." Xing Zhen looked dark and did not give any room for relief.

Seeing that the two little guys had no intention of taking action, Xing Zhen threatened: "Give you three breaths and write a copybook immediately. Otherwise, the penalty will be imposed to one thousand words."

The two little guys thrust up, then smoked in the soles of their feet and disappeared in an instant, and a tender echo echoes echoed in the cabin.

"I promised to refuse to repent for five hundred years, Brother Xingzhen is a big liar."

Speaking of heavy sword punishment, it really caused too much inconvenience to Zheng. Changing clothes was several times slower than usual, and the effort consumed was getting bigger.

Before changing my clothes, I was struggling for a long time. The blue cotton robe was given by Mr. Su. Except for a few patches, the rest of the place was still brand new and I was reluctant to wear it dirty.

"There were too many patches of clothes in the past, which was indeed far from the new ones. After a long time of struggle, I decided to wear the old clothes from the past.
Chapter completed!