When it was dawn, Zhao Tiezhu woke up naturally.

After a night of rest, the white light in my body has recovered a lot, but it is still a little different from the peak state. Only that strange meridian is still the same, and the two blocked points in the middle cannot be broken.

Zhao Tiezhu opened the window and fresh air came to his face in the early morning.

The flowers and plants are blooming very lushly this season, and the gardens of Lin Zhuoyun are planted with strange flowers and plants. The fragrance of the blooming fragrance floats in, which is pleasant to the heart.

"Oh, there are also herbs!" Zhao Tiezhu felt strange when he saw a few ginseng plants.

What's even more strange is that early this morning, Uncle Fu actually punched in the garden. At his age, he didn't play Tai Chi, but a boxing technique with a very strange move and a fierce punch.

Out of curiosity, Zhao Tiezhu put on his clothes and came to the garden, standing by and watching Uncle Fu's boxing. In order not to disturb Uncle Fu, he chose to be in the corner.

In Li Jiafu, Zhao Tiezhu has learned to capture big and big, and has gained some of his own insights into boxing.

Uncle Fu's boxing style is very strong, and only attacks but no defense, which is exactly the saying "offense is the best defense". Even if Uncle Fu is old, this boxing style still gives people a feeling of being powerful when fighting.

"Good boxing!" Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but applaud.

Uncle Fu raised his eyes and smiled knowingly when he saw Zhao Tiezhu smiled knowingly, without any surprise. This shows that he had known that Zhao Tiezhu was watching him punch. However, after resuming the punching posture, Uncle Fu's face changed and he coughed violently.

Zhao Tiezhu quickly went up to support Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, you are sick, don't try such a fierce boxing technique again!" Zhao Tiezhu said with concern.

"No, this is my Lang family's boxing technique. You must practice it, otherwise you will forget it!"

Uncle Fu suddenly sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that I have no descendants. This boxing technique is only passed on to the eldest lady, but the eldest lady is a daughter and cannot exert the full power of this boxing technique."

Zhao Tiezhu felt strange and asked quickly, "Then you can pass it to Awu or Ali, their disciples are all very good!"

Bo Fu shook his head repeatedly and said, "They are introverted and are not suitable for such fierce boxing. I have passed on the key points of boxing to them, but they are not as good as the eldest lady!"

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, "Fisting depends on personality?"

Fu Bo explained, "That's nature. People who create boxing have their own personalities. The essence of boxing is the essence of their martial arts thoughts, and they are inseparable from their natural character."

Although Zhao Tiezhu didn't quite understand, he still looked very powerful.

Zhao Tiezhu was surprised that Uncle Fu had great martial arts attainments, so how could his body be so weak? So he let the white light penetrate Uncle Fu's body and found that Uncle Fu had suffered from Nasan and was very serious, and his spleen and lungs were irreparable. Zhao Tiezhu felt that this should be caused by Uncle Fu's fight with people when he was young.

"Uncle Fu, do you think I'm suitable?" Zhao Tiezhu asked. Zhao Tiezhu also felt a pity if such a good boxing technique was really lost.

"You? Of course it's suitable!"

Uncle Fu looked up at Zhao Tiezhu and said with confusion, "But you can smash iron plates with bare hands, and your methods are much more powerful than my boxing skills. How could you fall in love with my boxing skills?"

"Uncle Fu, you are joking. I only know how to capture and have no ability. It is purely an accident that I can smash the iron plate, and I don't know how to do it." Zhao Tiezhu said perfunctorily.

Uncle Fu touched Zhao Tiezhu's bones, his face changed slightly, but it was not revealed.

"Young Master Tiezhu, it's not impossible for you to learn my boxing skills, but I have a condition." Uncle Fu suddenly became serious and stared at Zhao Tiezhu's eyes.

"Uncle Fu, you said!" Zhao Tiezhu did not hesitate.

"After you learn my boxing skills, you can't attack anyone in the Lin family at any time!" Uncle Fu said the conditions almost word by word.

"Uncle Fu, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Tiezhu was a little confused and said quickly, "Uncle Lin has helped me so much, how could I attack the Lin family? Although I, Zhao Tiezhu, are just a farmer, I still have a sense of gratitude!"

In fact, Zhao Tiezhu felt uncomfortable, Uncle Fu was questioning his character.

"Okay, I'll feel relieved with you. I'll pass this punch to you."

Uncle Fu hesitated slightly in his heart, and finally taught this set of boxing to Zhao Tiezhu. Because it was a family-born boxing technique, there was no mantra, but to understand the essence of this boxing technique in one move and one move.

Zhao Tiezhu quickly understood the essence, just one word - fierce!

After practicing in the morning, Zhao Tiezhu had some understanding of the essence of boxing and recorded a lot of tricks. As long as he practiced more in the future, he would soon be able to master the essence of boxing.

Uncle Fu was even more secretly surprised that Zhao Tiezhu had mastered the essence of fist in such a short time, and was simply a martial arts genius.

But the more this happens, the more worried Fu Bo is.

"Tiezhu, I'm giving you a word, you must remember it!" Finally, Uncle Fu pulled Zhao Tiezhu to his side and said earnestly.

"Uncle Fu, you said!" Zhao Tiezhu was in a good mood after learning such a vigorous boxing technique.

"A man who practices martial arts is invincible!" Uncle Fu patted Zhao Tiezhu on the shoulder and said.

A benevolent person is invincible?

Zhao Tiezhu thought about this sentence several times. He had seen it in many places, and of course he knew the literal meaning. However, Zhao Tiezhu felt that Uncle Fu said this sentence must have a deeper meaning.

However, after thinking about it, Zhao Tiezhu still couldn't think of what Uncle Fu had deep meaning, so he could only nod his head as if he was comprehensible.

When the two returned to the mansion, they were about to have breakfast when they saw Uncle Fu and Zhao Tiezhu come in together. Lin Zhuoyun winked at Uncle Fu. Uncle Fu deliberately walked behind Zhao Tiezhu and nodded slightly to Lin Zhuoyun.

Lin Zhuoyun was not moved, just looked at Zhao Tiezhu.

"Let's have dinner! Tiezhu, our breakfast is relatively light, don't mind." Lin Zhuoyun said with a smile.

"It's better to have a light breakfast!" Zhao Tiezhu was not polite either. After sitting down, he took it in his own order, tore it into the porridge, and it tasted very delicious.

"Can you still eat like this?" Lin Qiaoqiao and Lin Zihao were stunned when they saw it.

From childhood to adulthood, the family has been serious. They take a bite of fried dough sticks and drink porridge, and they are always in a proper manner. Seeing Zhao Tiezhu eating like this, I find it very strange.

"Can't you eat like this?" Zhao Tiezhu scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I'll try it too!" Lin Qiaoqiao imitated Zhao Tiezhu's appearance, tore the fried dough sticks into pieces and put them in the porridge. After the porridge and fried dough sticks were mixed together, she took it up and took a bite, "Hmm? It feels like it's as delicious as before!"

"Hmph! Farmers are just farmers, and they are so rustic when they eat!" Lin Zihao was still angry with Zhao Tiezhu, and he didn't like Zhao Tiezhu no matter how he looked at him.

However, after taking a bite of fried dough sticks and mixing with white rice porridge, my heart trembled, it seemed that it was really different! Is the way farmers eat it the correct way to open fried dough sticks?
Chapter completed!