Age: My Small World

"What? You two got married?"

Mr. Hu was a little surprised and put down the kettle unconsciously.

"Yes, I got it yesterday."

"Grandpa, I forgot to invite you over for dinner yesterday. Please don't mind." Cheng Xiaoyu took the initiative to take charge of the matter.

Yang Jun smiled and pulled her arm: "Master won't mind, Xiaoyuer."

"Who said I wouldn't mind?"

Mr. Hu glared at him.

"You didn't even tell Master that you got married. Are you afraid of what Master would say?"

He knew Gu Nanke's situation and thought that Yang Jun didn't invite him for that reason.

But now that both of them have come to visit, I don’t think that’s the case.

"sit down."

Mr. Hu was a little angry, but after thinking about it, he got up and went to his room.

After a while, he came out with a jade bracelet.

"I've seen this thing, it's fine."

Mr. Hu first told Yang Jun about it, so that he wouldn't suspect that this thing came out of the ground.

Then he handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "This is the one I planned to keep for you. Take it."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jun, and after seeing him nod, she carefully accepted it.

"Thank you, old man. I will definitely cherish it."

"It's okay. If it breaks, I'll just buy another one."

He bought this with his own money, thinking that Yang Jun would use it after graduation and getting married. Who knew that he would use it so soon?

"Hey, Master, you have this good stuff, why don't you tell me and show it to me?"

The jade used for the bracelet looks very unusual, and it must be of top quality.

However, Yang Jun had no plans to do anything with the jade bracelet. He didn't need this little spiritual water for the time being.

"Let me show you? I'm afraid it will be gone by then."

In Yang Jun's hands, the jade was just an object, and Mr. Hu didn't want him to take it away.

"Well, whatever you say is what it is."

He took the initiative to stand up and massage Mr. Hu's shoulders.

"Master, Xiaoyuer and I will have a meal at your place later to make up for what happened yesterday."

"Okay, okay, let's go cook."

Mr. Hu couldn't stand his annoying look and quickly coaxed him away.

"Got it."

Yang Jun quickly got ready.

There is no need to prepare a meal, as Mr. Hu has everything ready.

Soon, Yang Jun prepared four dishes and a soup.

He brought two prepared dishes in advance, stewed pork belly and pig's trotters, stir-fried cabbage, fried peanuts to go with the wine, and made an egg soup. That was it.

"Master, please sit down."

Yang Jun helped Mr. Hu to sit down. It wasn't that he couldn't walk anymore, it was just a matter of attitude.

Then Yang Jun took out another wine glass and raised his eyebrows at Mr. Hu, saying, "Master, I have prepared a good wine for you. You must try it today."

Hearing that there was good wine, Mr. Hu became interested.

"What wine?"

"Twenty-year-old daughter's red wine."

As Yang Jun spoke, he took out a jar of wine from the bag he brought.

There is still a slight fragrance of soil on it.

"Twenty years? Is that true?" Mr. Hu took it impatiently.

After taking a closer look, he shook his head and said, "It feels fake."

Yang Jun was a little speechless and said, "Why don't you just taste it?"

In reality, he had acquired this stuff by accident, having occasionally bought it on the black market. He hadn't expected to use it now. After fermenting in the small world for a while, he had injected some spiritual water into it, making the flavor of this jar of wine even richer.

That's why Mr. Hu thought it was fake because he had taken it apart once.

After opening the lid, Mr. Hu couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then quickly became intoxicated.

"Wow, what a good wine, you got the real thing."

He poured it into the glass impatiently, then picked it up and tasted it.

"Sizzle..." The sound of wine tasting is unforgettable.

Mr. Hu smiled and said, "Good wine!"

"Good wine is fine. I'm afraid you won't be satisfied."

"Okay, okay, sit down and eat."

The old man was very happy now.

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly asked him to sit down, and then brought Yang Jun a bowl of rice.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, the old man was just joking."

The three of them sat down to eat.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say much the whole time, just helped add more food.

Yang Jun said, "Master, I seem to have some ideas about the Five Forms Fist Power Method I mentioned last time. Could you help me take a look?"

Mr. Hu paused. How could this brat create a new method of power so quickly?
"Really? You're not just saying that, are you?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Why would I lie to you? You'll know once you try it later."

"That's true."

After finishing the meal, Mr. Hu quickly hid the bottle of daughter's red wine.

"I've eaten your food and drunk your wine, so I don't have much to say, old man."

The old man stroked his beard, paused, and said, "Let me just say this: I wish you a long and happy marriage and a son soon."

"Thank you, Master."

"Thank you, Master." Cheng Xiaoyu also shouted.

Since she has married Yang Jun, she has to call him the same way he calls her.

"I think the little girl has pretty good muscles. Should we let her learn a few self-defense techniques?"

Mr. Hu could naturally see the strength in Cheng Xiaoyu's every move, which was even not inferior to some men.

You should know that girls' bones are not as thick as men's, and there are also differences in their physiological structures, which leads to women being far less strong than men.

Even the most powerful female boxer in the world may not be able to beat an amateur boxer. This is the gap.

However, what Mr. Hu saw now was Cheng Xiaoyu's good physical fitness. If she participated in sports competitions, she would probably get a good ranking.

Unfortunately, although Cheng Xiaoyu studied at a sports college, it had nothing to do with sports. He studied textiles.

"Master, Brother Xiaoshan can learn it, I don't need it." Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head first. She really had no interest in martial arts, otherwise she would have started learning it a long time ago.

"Yes, Master, learning martial arts is more difficult for girls. I can't bear to let Xiaoyuer practice boxing every day in the future."

Mr. Hu laughed and said, "Okay, that's just a question."

Then the two of them came to the yard and began to practice Yang Jun's routine and skills.

However, after a series of punches, Mr. Hu gradually frowned.

"You seem to want to use the power of Tongbeiquan to stimulate Wuxingquan? No, it also includes the power of Tan Leg."

"Xiaoshan, please stop for a moment."

Mr. Hu stopped Yang Jun's action.

After he finished his exercise, he raised his hand and pulled Yang Jun's arm.

Yang Jun naturally did not resist.

Mr. Hu clenched his arms and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something.

"Well, luckily your tendons are very resilient, otherwise all these muscles would have been torn apart."

"Master, what's wrong?"

"what happened?"

Mr. Hu rolled his eyes at him angrily and said, "If you hadn't come earlier and knew I was your master, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to save your arm." (End of this chapter)