Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

On the first day of the new year, the village was full of people early in the morning. The daughters-in-law brought their children around the house, and the children's cheerful laughter spread all over the village.

Li Xiu'e prepared melon seeds, candies, and red envelopes in the main room.

Hearing that someone has entered the yard, first invite them into the house, grab a handful of sunflower seeds, stuff the candies into the pockets of the adults, and distribute red envelopes to the children according to their heads.

People came and went all morning, and all thirteen households came, and all the red envelopes she had prepared in advance were distributed.

Thinking about the heavy weight of the red envelope, the happy daughter-in-law and mother-in-law who came to pay New Year's greetings could not close their mouths from ear to ear.

Su Qingluo was young, and had fun playing on New Year's Eve, and only fell asleep at midnight. Li Xiu'e didn't call her earlier, and let her sleep late until it was time to get up.

After grooming and eating the so-called breakfast, almost all the people who came to pay New Year's greetings have left.

She was full, and with her short legs, she strolled by the stable in the backyard to digest.

He heard the sound of punching in the forest outside the courtyard with sharp ears, so he moved the ladder, stepped on the courtyard wall, and looked out from the top of the wall.

At a glance, it's fun to watch.

In the forest outside the courtyard wall, Wang Meng was waving his small fists vigorously, looking like he was boxing and exercising.

Although the practice is very serious, but the boxing has no rules.

At first glance, it seems that he has learned a half-toned kung fu from nowhere, and it is useless to embroider his legs.

"No, no, the punching posture is wrong."

Su Qingluo couldn't help but jumped off the wall, walked into the forest with her short legs.

"Brother Meng, watch out, this is the real boxing technique."

Under Wang Meng's stunned gaze, she made a beautiful gesture of raising her hands, and then her soft and flexible body kept turning and moving.

The dexterous hands flew up and down, bringing up a whirlwind, rolling up the fallen leaves all over the ground, and as her hands kept changing directions, the fallen leaves revolved around her body, constantly spinning.

Finally, there was a bang, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, and the fallen leaves shot in different directions with a strong wind, and shot into the tree trunk, about a few inches deep.

*****

"Sister Qingluo, no, master, please accept me as an apprentice."

Wang Meng's heart was agitated when he saw it, and he suddenly knelt down on his knees, his dark face was full of seriousness, and he solemnly kowtowed three times to Su Qingluo.

"Well."

Su Qingluo never expected that he would have such a reaction, and he was obviously taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he touched his nose helplessly.

"Brother Meng, don't be so serious."

She pulled the cute little milk voice, walked up to Wang Meng on short legs, and stretched out her soft little arms, trying to help him up.

However, Wang Meng was very stubborn, he insisted on recognizing her as his master, and refused to get up if he disagreed.

A little boy, called a little girl Master, is very joyful just thinking about it.

Su Qingluo thought secretly, this is not a play, why are you so serious? !

She had goosebumps all over her body.

*****

Wang Meng's stubbornness was beyond ordinary people's comparison. For the next month, he would look for opportunities every day to ask Su Qingluo to agree to accept him as a disciple.

A month later, the two little ones finally reached an agreement.

Su Qingluo accepted Wang Meng as his apprentice, but he could only call him master in private, and in front of outsiders, he still referred to him as brother and sister.

Moreover, Wang Meng was not allowed to tell about Su Qingluo's unique skills. To the outside world, he could only say that it was a unique skill passed down from his family, which was taught to him by his father before his death.

Wang Meng fulfilled his wish and has been practicing martial arts hard since then. Under Su Qingluo's meticulous teaching, he made rapid progress.

Aiming at his natural supernatural power, Su Qingluo specially built a pair of meteor hammers for him, and taught him the superb hammering techniques.

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