"Expert?" Yang Ruoqing smiled and waved her hand: "Your mother and I are not an expert. These are all your father's instructions."
"My dad?" Chen'er's breathing became more rapid.
He didn't even get any advantage from his mother. If he fought with his father, could he go three rounds?
Thinking of this, Chen'er's face showed a little bit of frustration.
Yang Ruoqing said hurriedly: "At your age, you are really very good at having such skills. Mother is very surprised."
"As long as you continue to work hard, your achievements will surely become higher as you grow older."
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's encouragement, Chen'er smiled bitterly.
"After comparing it with my mother, I realized that there are people outside the real world and there are other things in the world. Maybe I was too smooth in the past, so I was a little self-righteous."
"From now on, I have to be more modest. If it were someone else today, I would suffer a big loss if I didn't use the secret guards."
Seeing Chen'er saying this seriously, Yang Ruoqing also became serious.
"Do you know why you lost to me before?" she asked.
Chen'er raised his head and looked at her, "I just feel that there are so many different ways for my mother to make moves, and I can't find the rules or flaws. It's really tricky."
Yang Ruoqing nodded and said to him: "There are no rules, there are rules."
"The main reason why you lost was because you were a little impatient. If you calm down and observe, you will definitely be able to find the flaw and break through it in one fell swoop."
At this point, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and gently stroked Chen'er's head, and said with sincerity: "It's the same in martial arts competition, and it's the same in life. Either strike first, or strike last, strike first,"
"Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you have to remain calm. Only those who are calm, calm and thoughtful can have the last laugh!"
Chen'er's every word is deeply engraved in her heart.
In this world, so far, there are only two people who can tell him this so honestly.
One is his grandfather who raised him, and the other is his own mother.
"Wait until your father comes back from the southwest battlefield and let him give you a good lesson. Mom will see your talent. You are a good material. You have to have confidence in yourself!" Yang Ruoqing said again.
The slight frustration from before disappeared in an instant, and Chen'er smiled.
"Mom, before my father comes back, you should give your son some advice first!" he said.
"My son is very curious about my mother's previous moves. They are all sharp, weird, and..."
Yang Ruoqing interrupted Chen'er and said, "Ruthless, isn't it?"
Chen'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly.
Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, but did not smile, "You are my son, so I will tell you the truth. The kung fu your mother and I learned was not for sparring, but for killing!"
Chen'er opened her eyes wide in shock and looked at her mother.
Although he was only seven years old, he was no stranger to murder.
When he first wanted to pull up Xiaoyao Village, his hands were stained with the blood of his enemies.
Especially in the killing of Jiang bandit He Laoliu's wave of extremely vicious people, he was almost...
I am really curious and curious about what my own mother does?
Is she really just an ordinary woman who owns several restaurants?
Is she really just a general's wife who takes care of her husband and children at home?
This girl is like a book. The more he reads, the less he understands it. The more he reads, the more profound it becomes. The more he reads, the more attracted he is to continue reading.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and continued:
"Before giving birth to you brothers and sisters, my mother went to the south with your father to fight on the battlefield."
"At that time, we led a team of people and killed alive the Southern Barbarian Army and the Black Lotus Sect who were three times our number. The blood flowed like a river at that time."
After hearing this, Chen'er suddenly became interested.
"Mom, I've heard storytellers say this several times in restaurants and teahouses before. Unfortunately, those people are just hearsay. Many places may be incomplete, or they may have added fuel and jealousy, tampered with the facts, or added their own conjectures. .”
"Mom, please tell me quickly, I want to hear the full version, the version without additions!"
He stretched out his little hand to grab Yang Ruoqing's sleeve and begged urgently.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and her chest puffed up proudly.
If she had known yesterday that her son was his father's fan, she would have directly used these things as bait.
hey-hey……
"Your father has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, on the battlefield. He has experienced too many thrills and created too many miracles..."
"These things, I'll tell you one by one when I'm on the carriage home," she said.
"The big crab is ripe now, let's start eating it, okay?"
Speaking of this, Chen'er turned to look at the pot over there.
Sure enough, bursts of hot steam came out from the edge of the pot lid, and there was also the fragrance of crab.
Chen'er immediately thought of the two meals he had eaten last night and this morning, and his greedy mind was immediately attracted.
"Okay, let's eat the crabs first." He said with bright eyes.
He followed Yang Ruoqing to the pot table and watched Yang Ruoqing take out the big crabs and put them on a big plate.
Then he watched Yang Ruoqing adjusting the dipping sauce.
"Chen'er, can you eat spicy food?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Chen'er shook his head: "I don't know if I can eat spicy food. Ever since I started eating, the food served to me has always been light, with a little bit of sweetness."
Yang Ruoqing knew it well.
Using two small plates, I prepared two dips according to the tastes of mother and son.
Then he picked up a small hammer and cracked the hard shell of the bread crab...
Mother and son were eating crab roe face to face. Yang Ruoqing dipped her crab roe in a little spicy sauce and brought it to Chen'er's mouth.
"Come on, try this flavor too?" she said.
Chen'er looked up and saw the red pepper in the sauce, and was a little hesitant.
But when he saw Yang Ruoqing's encouraging eyes, Chen'er bravely opened his mouth and accepted his mother's feeding...
"Cough cough cough..."
He was so spicy that he choked.
A bowl of honey water prepared in advance was delivered to Chen'er, "Just drink the honey water and you'll be fine. It'll be fine."
Yang Ruoqing continued to encourage.
Chen'er took the honey water and drank two gulps of it before she felt better. She looked at Yang Ruoqing with a blushing face, coughing until her eyes were full of tears, and she became more and more handsome.
"Mom, do you, dad, and my baby sister all like spicy food?" Chen'er asked.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, not only your father and sister, but also your great grandfather and grandpa."
"As a family, we don't like anything spicy. We don't have to plant any vegetables in the garden every year, but we must plant peppers."
"Chili pepper scrambled eggs, dry chili sauce mixed with daikon radish, or beef stew, etc., all of which are indispensable."
