Chapter 31 The Father Who Harms His Child
Chapter 31 The Father Who Harms His Child
Li Xinmin was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Yao Feng sat on the sofa reading the newspaper.
Seeing them come in, Yao Feng put down his newspaper.
"They're here."
Chen Lang and Liu Qianqian greeted people obediently.
"Uncle, Aunt."
"Hey, come sit down."
Li Xinmin poked his head out from the kitchen and wiped his hands.
As soon as Liu Qianqian entered the room, she ran to find Yao Beina.
The two little girls huddled together, chattering away in secret.
Chen Lang sat next to Yao Feng, waiting for class to begin.
Liu Xiaoli sat down opposite Yao Feng and voiced her concerns.
"Big brother, Langlang wants to teach the Shen family's martial arts to Qianqian."
"Look at this matter..."
Yao Feng's brows furrowed immediately.
What kind of kung fu do girls practice?
Liu Xiaoli repeated exactly what Chen Lang had said that afternoon.
"Langlang said, 'A daughter-in-law is not an outsider.'"
Yao Feng was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Chen Lang with a strange expression.
He suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha!"
"That kid!"
"That's right! That's absolutely right!"
"Wife, how can you be considered an outsider!"
Chen Lang felt that his smile was a bit strange and couldn't figure it out.
In Yao Beina's room.
Liu Qianqian was holding Yao Beina's hand, showing off her joy.
"Sister Beina, I don't want to go to kindergarten anymore."
"Really? Why?"
Yao Beina was somewhat curious.
"My younger brother isn't going either; we'll stay home and study."
"What are you going to study?"
"They practiced dance, martial arts, and also learned pinyin and writing."
Liu Qianqian spoke with great enthusiasm and pride.
Practicing martial arts?
Yao Beina's eyes lit up instantly.
What child of this generation doesn't dream of being a martial arts hero?
Every day, the TV shows are full of heroes flying around.
The Legend of the Condor Heroes and The Flying Fox of Snowy Mountain are both thrilling reads.
She herself secretly used bed sheets as a cloak and feather dusters as swords.
"I want to learn too!"
Yao Beina ran out of the room and rushed to Chen Lang.
"Little brother, I want to learn martial arts from you too!"
She had barely finished speaking when Yao Feng interrupted her with a shout.
"Nonsense! What kind of girl would learn kung fu!"
Yao Beina shrank back, looking somewhat aggrieved, after being yelled at.
Chen Lang looked at Yao Feng after seeing the pleading look in her eyes.
"Uncle, Dad said practicing this skill will improve my breath control. My sister wants to sing, and she's not an outsider..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yao Feng waved his hand to interrupt him.
"Did your dad teach you a breathing technique and a set of eighteen grappling techniques?"
Chen Lang was taken aback, then nodded.
"Yes, Dad said this is a unique skill of the Shen family. Uncle, do you know about it?"
Yao Feng suddenly cursed out of the blue.
"That brat, he even tricks his own son..."
These words left Liu Xiaoli and Chen Lang completely bewildered.
Yao Feng shook his head, explaining with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"The Eighteen Hands of Grappling that your dad taught you was a skill you learned in the Armed Police Force and the Military Region Reconnaissance Brigade years ago."
"Because this set of moves is too ruthless and too lethal, it has caused quite a few major incidents in recent years, and it has been banned from being learned."
"Your dad was just teasing you because he was afraid you'd cause trouble by teaching others inappropriate things."
Chen Lang stared wide-eyed, his face full of questions.
So, the so-called kung fu that makes you invincible, the unique martial arts of the Shen family, is just a joke to amuse children?
Shen Jingfang, you really are unreliable.
You even tricked your own son. Next time you come back, I'll still call you Brother Jingfang... no, I'll just call you Xiaofang.
Liu Xiaoli was also completely bewildered. So she had been tricked too?
It even made me incredibly nervous.
Chen Lang mentally grumbled a few times, then couldn't help but ask again, full of doubt.
"That's not right, that breathing technique is clearly very effective, I've even grown taller."
Yao Feng suddenly sighed with a melancholy expression.
"This matter is also related to your mother..."
"That breathing technique is also a complementary hard qigong exercise to this set of grappling techniques."
"Your mother loved to sing since she was a child, but she was weak and had insufficient breath control."
"Your maternal grandfather used to be a military doctor in the army, and before the War of Resistance against Japan, he was a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple."
"He modified that hard qigong, so that your mother could practice it from a young age to improve her breathing, which later enabled her to become a singer."
He walked up to Chen Lang, pinched his arm, and smiled.
"The main reason you were able to grow taller was because of that excruciatingly painful medicinal bath, which strengthened your body and replenished its deficiencies."
"Those medicinal herbs were used by the army to practice hard qigong in the past."
"It's gone now. Many medicinal materials have been protected, and the prescription seems to have been destroyed as well."
Chen Lang immediately understood.
I remember watching similar old videos before.
The reconnaissance soldiers in the 1960s and 70s were incredibly fierce; they could break bricks with their bare hands and climb walls with their bare hands as easily as eating and drinking.
If ordinary reconnaissance soldiers are like this, then special forces must be even stronger.
There seems to be a saying that hard qigong is very harmful to the lungs and internal organs, and it is impossible to practice without this special prescription.
Later, as weapons became more advanced, these precious medicinal materials were also included in the rare animal protection law.
Naturally, there are fewer and fewer experts.
Yao Feng patted Chen Lang on the shoulder and sighed.
"Your dad had you practice breathing techniques and grappling skills, so you could say you inherited his and Xiaoqin's skills."
"Practice hard from now on, consider it a way to improve your health."
"Your dad is right about something."
"It's always good for a man to have some skills to rely on."
Chen Lang nodded.
Although I was cheated by my cheap dad, learning some kung fu for self-defense is a real skill.
In the future, my wife will be the last female warrior in the Chinese entertainment industry.
We can't let her suppress us, can we?
"Dad, can I still learn?"
After listening for a while, Yao Beina couldn't help but ask.
Regardless of whether it's a powerful skill or not, it's good to be able to learn it with my younger siblings.
Yao Feng looked at his daughter and frowned.
"Forget about kung fu, you can learn breathing techniques, but that requires perseverance and patience. Besides, you've been learning breath control since elementary school, so there's no need for that."
Yao Beina, however, was very stubborn.
"I have patience, and won't practicing improve my breath control?"
"My brother and Sisi both practice, so I want to practice too."
Before Yao Feng could say anything more, Li Xinmin impatiently interrupted him.
"If Nana wants to practice, just let her practice. You don't sing, so what do you know? The more breath control you have, the better."
Yao Beina immediately hugged her mother and kissed her happily.
"Mom is the best. I'll practice with my brother then."
Yao Feng glared at her, annoyed.
Yao Beina wasn't afraid at all; she turned around and hugged Chen Lang.
"Good brother, then you will be my master from now on."
As she spoke, she kissed Chen Lang on his fair face.
Chen Lang glanced at her helplessly.
Master is master, why are you kissing me like that? Do you want to be a disobedient disciple who offends his master?
Didn't you see my wife pouting and getting jealous?
I returned from my uncle's house in the evening.
After washing up, the two little ones lay down in their little beds.
The lights were off, and the room was very quiet.
The little girl next to me wasn't asleep.
She stared with her big eyes wide open, seemingly lost in thought.
Chen Lang sighed inwardly.
This is a sensitive and possessive Virgo.
You know without even asking.
She must be upset because of Yao Beina's matter.
She felt that a portion of her exclusive affection had been taken away.
They're unhappy but they don't say anything.
He just stood there, lost in his own thoughts, obsessing over trivial matters.
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