Yang Ruoqing was a practicing practitioner, and she could see that Luo Baobao poured his internal energy into his arms, and she could do it as well.
Back then, there was a master who competed with others at Zuixian Tower in Yangzhou. He could lift a tripod weighing several hundred kilograms with one finger...
Although this may sound exaggerated, real ancient martial arts masters can indeed do it.
And now Luo Baobao can lift such a heavy box with both arms, which shows two things:
One, this girl has made great progress in her kung fu.
Second, she wanted to show off, and this was her highlight moment.
Seeing Baby Luo walking away with the box in his arms, Da'an sighed: "Tiger father has no dog daughter!"
Yang Ruoqing cast an approving look at Daan.
As a woman, she considers herself to be outstanding among women.
But people have a desire to be strong. For Luo Fengtang, it was her mission and honor to give him more children and prevent his good genes from going to waste.
Baby Luo is his only daughter, she looks like him in every aspect, how can she not be excellent!
"Zhi'er, you are the eldest son, help your mother to greet the two guests from the Zuo family." Yang Ruoqing ordered Dazhi in public.
Dazhi nodded, turned around and came to the two servants of the Zuo family, and said politely: "Brothers, please follow me to the main room to drink tea and rest."
The two servants of the Zuo family drank a bowl of tea in the front yard and quickly set off back to Huguang County.
Because New Year's Eve is celebrated today, they can catch up with the New Year's Eve dinner at home if they rush back now.
Before leaving, Dazhi gave each of them a red envelope, and it was worthwhile for them to make a special trip during the Chinese New Year.
The two of them walked out of the gate of Luo's house and onto the road leading to Qingshui Town. They quickly took out the red envelope to see what was inside.
According to their usual custom when visiting a guest's house when running errands, they would either stay for a meal or a meal. If they didn't stay for a meal or a meal, they would usually give them a reward of several dozen cents.
However, when they opened the red envelope given by the Luo family and saw a handful of broken silver inside, their eyes lit up.
"The Luo family is too proud!"
Another said excitedly: "For this reward, I can go back and forth ten times without frowning!"
…
Luo Baobao closed the door and immersed himself in the joy of receiving the gift.
The box on the floor in the middle of the room was wide open, and gifts were piled on the table, on the stools, and on the ground at her feet.
Outside the window, Yang Ruoqing leaned there and coughed lightly.
"Bao'er, would it be convenient for mother to come in?"
"Mom, come in, the door is ajar."
After Yang Ruoqing entered the house, she was also surprised by the 'grand occasion' in front of her.
"Ah, so many gifts?"
Yes, there are indeed a lot of gifts in the room, and they are covered on the table and floor.
But when Yang Ruoqing glanced over, she was a little surprised.
Because she had the illusion of walking into a storage room dedicated to storing sports equipment.
These big and small balls...soccer? basketball? volleyball? Shot put? pingpong?
And those long and short poles on the ground, billiard cues? Golf clubs?
"Bao'er, what are these? Can you tell me about it?"
Yang Ruoqing picked up one of the balls and weighed it in her hand. It was really heavy. It felt like a shot put.
Luo Baobao raised his head from the pile of things, his eyes shining.
"Mom, this is the training equipment tailor-made by Jingling for the little female soldiers in my camp."
really!
"How about training?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Luo Baobao licked his lips, came close to Yang Ruoqing, and talked to her a lot, even talking, gesticulating, and demonstrating.
Yang Ruoqing was secretly shocked. It was exactly what she thought. These ball games were to enhance the physical fitness of the little female soldiers in the camp.
Throw shot put, throw pole, practice arm strength.
Programs similar to football and basketball train their agility, endurance, and explosiveness.
There are many others, all of which are targeted training.
"Daughter, did you come up with these ideas? Or did Jingling come up with them?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Luo Baobao said: "I told Jingling about my idea, and Jingling made it."
Yang Ruoqing was silent, but her heart was in turmoil.
Could it be that my daughter also came from time travel?
Although there were sports such as Cuju in this era, many things in it could only be found in later generations. How could she think of it?
Could it be because of genetics?
And Zuo Jingling is also amazing. If you dare to think about this, you dare to do that. He really does it so well!
These two kids are amazing together!
"Mom, look at what you like, you pick it, and I can give you one." Baby Luo blinked and said very proudly.
But Yang Ruoqing could tell that she kept certain things firmly in front of her, this little girl who was pretending to be generous!
"No, Mom, a woman doesn't need these things, you can take them to the camp and use them!" Yang Ruoqing didn't want to tease her.
Luo Baobao was obviously relieved.
She was reluctant to give away everything in this box, but she wanted to share the happiness.
"Mom, you choose. You, brother Zhi'er, brother Chen'er, I will give you one. This is the New Year gift I prepared for you."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, you really don't need these. If you really want to give them away, then leave that set of ball cards to your two younger brothers. They can play with them when they are older."
Yang Ruoqing pointed to something similar to a table tennis racket.
Luo Baobao happily stuffed the thing into Yang Ruoqing's hand, "Okay, this can be considered a meeting gift from my sister to you."
…
After eating the steamed buns and posting the couplets, Yang Huazhong and Daan hurried back to the yard next door.
At this time, Blacksmith Luo and Dazhi were also packing up the firecracker incense papers and preparing to go to the Tutu Temple to burn incense and then go to the ancestral hall to celebrate the new year.
Luo Baobao put her treasures back together, put on her new clothes for the New Year, and prepared to call Hongxiu to go to the Tutu Temple to watch the fun together.
As a result, Tuanyuan woke up.
"Bao'er, you can go by yourself. I won't go watch the excitement. I have to take care of the children at home." Hongxiu said.
Luo Baobao looked around. There were Hongxiu and Yang Ruoqing in the bedroom, and they happened to be raising a baby each.
"Bao'er, take Yao Yue and the others to see the excitement!" Yang Ruoqing suggested, "It's been raining for the past few days since they came to our house, and they haven't even gone out to hang out."
Luo Baobao said: "I don't want to take them. I need to let them go by themselves. Yao Yue kept chirping and talking. Huang Guier was like a peacock with its tail spread. I felt awkward standing next to her."
At first, Baby Luo liked the young ladies and sisters at home very much.
But since we had a few meals together in the past few days, and saw with his own eyes that they were jealous of each other because of their ambitions, and talked about each other with guns and sticks, Luo Baobao knew that he was not the same as them, and was destined not to play together.
So I tried to stay away from them for the past two days.
Seeing Luo Baobao's refusal, Yang Ruoqing couldn't force her.
However, at this moment, Yao Ying came to the bedroom carrying two bowls of freshly boiled goat's milk.
