Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

For several days, Jingzhi practiced calligraphy, Liang Zan practiced martial arts, and Erdi practiced kissing skills.

She felt that not only her hands were sore from writing, but her mouth was also sore. However, Erdi was getting happier day by day.

Seeing his increasingly gloomy eyes, Jingzhi pushed him away, wiped her mouth, and stammered:

"Hurry, hurry out, Liang Zan has already moved the table out. Aren't you going to practice with him on the table today?"

Erdi looked at her lips, which were abnormally red. Her spine tensed up, and she quickly turned her face to the side and said in a hoarse voice:

"Okay, you still owe me three big characters, keep writing."

Jingzhi blinked and said with a pout:

"...Well...then I'll give you three more kisses and I won't have to write the other three pictures, okay?"

As she spoke, she gently rubbed her knuckles, which were about to grow calluses from long hours of writing, and muttered to herself:

At the end of the day, I just handed in ten homework assignments and my hands are so sore. I really don’t want to write anymore!

After hearing this, Erdi turned around suddenly and faced Jingzhi.

He was seen biting his equally rosy lips tightly, his face flushed slightly, and it seemed as if two little people were arguing fiercely in his mind.

After a long while, Erdi finally said with difficulty:

"...No, I have to write it. I'm going out first."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room in a hurry, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind.

Jingzhi looked helplessly at the half-dry inkstone in front of him and sighed deeply.

Alas, there is no other way. I'd better finish writing it as soon as possible and end this chore.

So she reached out and picked up the kettle, carefully poured some clean water into the inkstone, then picked up the ink stick and slowly began to grind it.

Just as Jingzhi was concentrating on grinding the ink, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside. Jingzhi was startled and almost dropped the ink stick in her hand. She put the ink stick down, leaned sideways to open the window, and looked out.

Oh, it turned out that Liang Zan had fallen down.

At this time, he was rubbing his tailbone with a confused look on his face.

Erdi looked down at her, with her back to her, standing on the table and giving her a cold lecture:

"The Eight Immortals Table is a Wing Chun tactic. That is, when someone attacks you, you can't retreat. You have to move to absorb the force and strike back. Go occupy the opponent's center position and come up!"

Liang Zan gritted his teeth, pushed himself up with his hands, and instantly stood up. He then took advantage of the momentum to kick Erdi's ankle with a whip kick.

Erdi didn't even blink, she jumped with her hands behind her back, dodged the kick, and landed on the table as lightly as a feather without even shaking her body.

Liang Zan didn't believe it, so he kicked off and went back to the table to fight with him again.

He was a little anxious, and this time he used both his hands and feet, but Erdi calmly resisted them one by one.

Liang Zan's moves were weak, but he was quite strong. Erdi struggled to resist, and seeing the table shaking and creaking with the powerful impact of their fists and feet, Jingzhi couldn't help but remind her:

"Take it easy, we only have one dining table in our house. If you kick the table and break it, you'll all have to eat with bowls in your hands."

I don’t know which word in this sentence touched Erdi’s heart. His brows relaxed and he was a step slower in the fight, and Liang Zan found a flaw.

However, when Liang Zan's fingertips touched Erdi's chest, he did not strike back. Instead, he raised his eyebrows at Erdi and chuckled, his expression becoming more and more arrogant.

Jingzhi felt that he deserved a beating, and obviously, Erdi thought so too.

He narrowed his eyes, and the next second, a slap came on Liang Zan's face, hitting him like a kite with a broken string, and he fell under the table.

Liang Zan covered his face and didn't say anything. Erdi looked at him with dismay and said:

"Why don't you hit me? You have to remember, there is no father and son in the arena, and I won't show mercy. Come again!"

Liang Zan climbed onto the table with a wronged look on his face, and kept complaining in his heart that he had been beaten today, and his petty master would definitely kill him.

And the master's wife who is standing by the window watching, she must give him a good beating!

Yes, Jingzhi couldn't help but peek at them before he even started writing. At this moment, she was leaning against the window frame with her face in her hands, smiling at him, but there was a warning in her eyes.

This time, he was restrained when fighting with Erdi, and didn't dare to use any strength at all. Erdi chased and beat him all the way. His handsome face was bruised and swollen, and his whole body was covered in mud like a monkey.

Seeing them fighting on the table and onto the ground, Erdi held one of his legs, and the two of them jumped around like fighting cocks.

With every jump, Jingzhi seemed to be able to hear the crackling sound of the cartilage in Liang Zan's knees. She frowned:

"Okay, Erdi, even if his leg is broken, you still have to treat him."

Erdi suddenly retracted her legs upon hearing this, and Liang Zan lost his strength and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

At this moment, Jingzhi, who was originally leaning against the window, seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and jumped out of the window like an arrow.

At the same time, her anxious shout reached their ears:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The two of them looked sideways and saw her rushing towards Liang Zan's back like a gust of wind, and pounced on him with lightning speed.

Then she turned around quickly, and surprisingly, a small and exquisite gray rabbit appeared in her hand.

"Haha, we can give everyone a snack at noon today, but... this rabbit is a little too small. Oh, forget it, I'd better go ask my sister for some feed and raise it first!"

Before he finished speaking, Jingzhi walked quickly towards the next yard without looking back, leaving Liang Zan and Erdi looking at each other in bewilderment.

At this time, Liang Zan looked at Erdi beside him with suspicion and asked:

"Master, why are all the kicks you taught me the lower three moves? Aren't there any upper three moves?"

Erdi slowly reached out and picked up the small teapot on the chair next to her, took a sip of the tea in it, and after calming her breathing a little, she slowly raised her head to respond to him.

However, his eyes were always fixed on the figure that was walking away:

"Why lift your feet so high? It's easy to lose your balance. It's completely useless."

Jingzhi, who was walking in front, couldn't help but pause when she heard this.

In an instant, the scene of someone confessing his love that night involuntarily emerged in her mind.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but spit softly.

Humph, you still have the nerve to say that.

He himself lifted his foot up to her ear that night.

At this moment, Xiaomei's father put down the bucket in his hand, walked to the side fence and complained:

"Who said elevating your foot is useless? Why don't you say that you have rheumatism in that foot?"

Jingzhi: Rheumatism? My stinky brother doesn't have it.

I'm a little flirty lately.

Hua Bao saw her walking towards the gate of his yard from a distance. He subconsciously straightened his back, put his hands on his waist, raised his chin slightly, and said loudly with a proud look on his face:

"Let me show you!"

Hearing this, she immediately became energetic and asked with interest:

"Uncle Hua Bao, how are you going to demonstrate this?"

As she spoke, her hand continued to gently stroke the furry rabbit in her arms, trying to soothe its feet that were constantly kicking because of the stranger.

Hua Bao did not answer her question immediately, but glanced around first.

When his eyes fell on the empty black jar in the corner of the fence, his eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted excitedly:

"Hey, look at this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his feet quickly, nimbly hooked and lifted the jar with his toes, and placed it steadily horizontally on his ankles.

Then he took a deep breath, tightened his calf muscles, and threw himself upwards with all his strength.

The jar shot straight into the sky like an arrow. Under the sunlight, it looked like a black meteor streaking across the sky.

At this moment, Jingzhi widened her eyes, looking forward to what amazing stunt Huabao would perform next. Would he smash the jar in the air, or hold the jar firmly with one foot like those skilled performers in the circus?

However, just as she was daydreaming, she heard a deafening "bang!"

Looking closely, I saw that the jar had fallen heavily to the ground and instantly turned into countless pieces flying everywhere.

She was frightened by this sudden change and couldn't help but take several steps back, fearing that the flying tiles would hurt her.

At the same time, the rabbit in her arms was frightened by the harsh sound and began to tremble all over.

Jingzhi patted its butt and whispered a warning:

"If you dare to pee on me, I'll stew you when I get home."

In the next yard, the two were silent for a while.

"..."

Liang Zan was stunned, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Erdi: “…Heh.”

……

Hua Bao blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, so he tried to save face:

"Ahem, I suddenly remembered. I can't let you steal my skills."

After saying that, he didn't dare to look at Jingzhi's expression at the gate. He quickly walked back into the house and closed the door, looking like he was about to flee.

Jingzhi glanced at the plump chickens and pigs in his yard, then at the skinny rabbit in his hand, tapped its nose and said:

"Looks like you don't have a good meal. Let's go back and give you some vegetable leaves."

As he spoke, he walked back to the next yard.

……

At this time, she was sitting at the table feeding the rabbit cabbage leaves, and Erdi looked at the rabbit coldly.

The rabbit was originally nestling quietly in Jingzhi's arms, but suddenly it felt a chill on its neck.

It only looked up at Erdi for a moment, and its hair stood on end in fright. Then it kicked its hind legs hard, jumped out of Jingzhi's arms, ran quickly to the corner of the wall, and hid there trembling.

Jingzhi was startled by the rabbit's sudden action. After looking at Erdi's eyes, she couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Looking at the remaining vegetable leaves in her hand, she simply threw them all at the rabbit in the corner.

Then, his eyes swept over the closed door, and he thought that since the door was closed, the rabbit should not be able to run out, so he ignored it.

Erdi took the opportunity to reach out and help her brush off the few remaining rabbit hairs and shredded vegetable leaves on her body, saying:

"Don't play with the rabbit, it stinks."

Jingzhi glanced at him.

What else can you play if not playing with rabbits?

Playing with you?

At this moment, Liang Zan, who was sitting across from the table, put his feet up, poured himself a drink of water, curled his lips, and began to grumble:

"This fat uncle is always putting on airs. Fortunately, I didn't learn from him!"

I don’t know which sensitive part of Jingzhi’s body Erdi accidentally touched, but her cheeks suddenly turned red as if they were dyed by the sunset.

Then he hurriedly pulled his hand down, as if to hide something, turned his head and said to Liang Zan:

"Don't underestimate him. Even though he's fat, his skills are even better than Erdi's."

After hearing this, Liang Zan smiled disapprovingly:

"Hey, I don't believe it."