Compared with their anxious hearts, Tang Ning ate a bowl full of vegetarian rice, plus a sweet potato and half a bowl of vegetable soup. The worst thing is that I smelled the aroma of barbecue and ate this vegetarian meal the whole time.

So much so that she was obviously full of food, but she still felt that there was a piece of meat to eat, and there was no taste in her mouth.

When the meal was finished, the man went down to the field, and the woman went on to do the other things, and the boy and her were left in the house, and there was nothing to do, so she asked, "What is there to do?" I can help. ”

"Help? Forget it! What can you do with your delicate hands? You can go around, I'll have to chop firewood, and I'll have to go to the mountains later. ”

Seeing that the young man was about to chop firewood, Tang Ning smiled and said, "I can chop firewood, I'll help you!" So saying, he stepped forward and took his big axe, laid out the wooden block, and cut it down.

"You can't do this, you have to aim at ...... Permit. ”

The young man saw that he didn't even aim, so he picked up the big axe and cut it down, and hurriedly shouted, wanting to teach him to aim and then split, but who knew that the axe that seemed to be randomly chopped down actually split the wooden block directly.

For a while, he was a little dumbfounded, glanced at the little monk strangely, and muttered: "This random chop can actually be chopped?" ”

"Click!"

The second piece of wood was also split, picked up and put away, and then cut into smaller pieces, almost as big as a block, and not a single axe was cut by mistake.

No matter how stupid he was, the young man knew that this was not a lucky one, so he glanced at the little monk and asked, "Are you chopping wood in the temple?" "Look at this posture, one by one, I don't know how long I've been practicing.

"Chopping wood?" Tang Ning was stunned, and laughed with a bend of his eyebrows: "Almost!" "She chops less wood, but more people!

"I can't see that it's very powerful, I really underestimate you." The young man said, helping to put the firewood away, so that it was much faster to put it and chop it, and after a while, all the firewood piled up in the corner of the courtyard was chopped.

Downing put the axe back and asked, "Is there anything else that needs to be done?" I can help. ”

"No, no, go, I'll take you to see Uncle De teach the children in the village to practice martial arts." The boy shouted, motioning for him to follow, and walked briskly outside.

Martial arts?

Tang Ning followed with some curiosity, walking around the village, and the villagers greeted her in a friendly manner, until they came to the open place, and saw more than 20 children ranging from five to fifteen years old all following a middle-aged man gesturing, and his mouth made a sound of hehehe.

"Drink!"

"Hey!"

"Drink!"

Each of the children is very good, and all of them are learning with a serious look.

"Punch fast, be powerful, don't be soft, the horse step is steady, over there, He Xiaopang, waist, straighten a little, close your stomach, yes, inhale and close your belly and raise your head and chest!"

The middle-aged man held a bamboo in his hand, sometimes patting this one's calf, sometimes raising the other's arm, guiding them to practice martial arts in the most standard posture.

The eight or nine-year-old boy who was named was fatter, and his round little belly looked like a small watermelon under the slightly smaller clothes, and he inhaled and tightened his stomach there, but he still couldn't put away his round belly, but as soon as he inhaled and exhaled, his pants fell loosely and down.