13 Teaching

Xiao Fei felt like he had been accused of being a locust.

Who didn't use their brains?

"Use your brain. That would be the end of the matter." He "sincerely taught" her, "When it comes to fighting, one must win before they can feel comfortable."

"Revenge is a dish best served after ten years."

"It's all self-consolation." Mr Xiao dismisses such claims.

If they could defeat him, who would be willing to do so?

Furthermore, he had returned. There were many people who had gone to bed just to try their luck. How many had succeeded in taking revenge in the end?

He believed that there could be no revenge, so he had to take it back then.

Steamed Bun finally couldn't stand his sense of superiority and said with a wooden face, "I don't know any martial arts, so it's hard to have too many enemies."

"Why didn't she teach you?" This question was one that Xiao Fei had wanted to ask for several days.

Zi Su wasn't someone to be trifled with. With Yi Qing's personality, why did he have such a good master to keep his son from practicing martial arts?

"Because Aunt Zi said that only women can train her martial arts."

Xiao Bu was surprised, he actually had this kind of skill?

He didn't know if Zi Su didn't want to accept a disciple or if it was true.

However, this finally solved one of his doubts.

"That requires tactics. How many people do you have and how many people do you have? " Xiao Lang's patience with Steamed Bun exceeded his imagination.

"I'm one, the other side can wait from three to five or more."

Xiao Budian: "…"

Bird tactics could not win at all.

"Then wouldn't you have no choice but to obediently receive a beating if you were to encounter one?"

"I'm not stupid, just stay far away and run." Steamed Bun had a look of despise on his face, but there was still a deep unwillingness in his eyes.

"Why do you make enemies everywhere?"

"I didn't provoke them, it's, it's …" Steamed Bun's face was filled with grief and indignation. He clenched his little fists tightly and said, "They're the ones who said I don't have a father. They're all laughing at me."

Xiao Bao was startled, and slowly pried open his fist.

Even though his movements were quick, there was still a pinky mark on Steamed Bun's palm. It was red all over.

Steamed Bun had suffered so much, but Yi Qing?

Xiao Bu felt depressed, he grabbed Steamed Bun's hand and said: "Let's go, I'll take you out to play."

"No, Lord Xiao, please teach me how to practice martial arts."

Instead of letting him help him fight, it was better to teach him martial arts.

"We'll talk about the martial arts later. Let's go out and educate those bad boys." Xiao Fen said.

Steamed Bun hesitated.

"Little girl, why are you still looking around?" Xiao Fei laughed as he pinched the flesh of Xiao Yun's face.

Steamed Bun turned his head away, "I'm just afraid that others will say that you're bullying the weak."

"I don't mind, either. They're looking for adults to bully me, as long as they can beat me."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and waved them in front of Steamed Bun.

His fists are so big.

Steamed Bun couldn't help but extend his fist and touch the back of his hand.

One was coarse, one was delicate; one was black, one was white; one was hard, one was soft...

Xiao Fen felt as if something was swimming through his limbs and bones from the point of contact.

Perhaps it was because he was in contact with the child for the first time, but it was also because it was the first time a child came into contact with him.

"Let's go!" Like a general on his way out to war.

He held Steamed Bun's hand. The small hand that was tightly holding onto Steamed Bun began to relax and stretch out.

Probably having a father, right?

"Lord Xiao, wait a moment, I'll lure them out first."

Xiao Bao was startled, and immediately released his hand, his face filled with a smile: "Go."

After a while, he looked at the frightened children and coldly said, "If there's a next time, I'll break your legs!"

The children ran faster.

"Using power to bully others, okay?" Xiao Cheng squatted down and asked Steamed Bun.

Steamed Bun: "It doesn't seem like a good idea, but I'm very happy."

"As long as you are happy. "Come, let's go and teach you kung fu when we get back. We'll go now!"

"Alright." Steamed Bun laughed until his face curved into a smile. This was the first time Xiao Lang had seen him laugh.

"Let's go!"

Under Steamed Bun's cry of surprise, Xiao Lang grabbed Steamed Bun with both hands and firmly placed him on his shoulder. Then, he walked back in large strides.

Steamed Bun felt his leg being tightly gripped by his big hand. He sat on top of his strong and sturdy arms and looked at a height that he couldn't see before. His mouth curved into a smile.

Yi Qing came out from a house behind them, his lips curled up slightly as he watched the two of them leave.

How thick-skinned, she hadn't even done that to frighten a child.

But this feeling was really good.

"If someone bullies you in the future, you must not hold yourself back. Do you want to tell your mother?" Xiao Bu taught Steamed Bun, "Your mother is very strong. If you don't tell her, she'll be worried. "

Yi Qing had been enjoying his life for so many years. Even though he might have his troubles, he was definitely a strong character.

"I know you think you're a boy, and that's a shame. "But since you haven't grown up, when you grow up, you will naturally be able to protect your mother."

"Yes."

The voices of the man and the boy spread throughout the quiet alley.

"Lord Xiao, thank you. You are a good person."

"You're a good boy, too. You're smart, smarter than any kid I've ever seen."