To say that Qingniu Town is big, there are tens of thousands of people, but there are three martial arts schools. Nowadays, business is not good in any industry, but the martial arts schools are in a prosperous life. Nowadays, the world is chaotic, and it is always good to have a self-defense technique. From another perspective, you can make a good start from both literature and martial arts, and you can make a good start from both literature and martial arts, as long as you become a general, you can make a living by being a servant. At this point, if you have children in your family, you may send them to private schools or martial arts schools to practice martial arts, hoping that your children will have a good start in the future.

Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, one of the several martial arts halls in Qingniu Town, was founded by the King of Eternal Suffering Boxing King Hong Gang. It is known for its fierce and rapid boxing skills. It once fought in the world of Saibei Invincible. After leaving a generation of reputation in the world, Wang Honggang retired to Qingniu Town and established a martial arts hall in Qingniu Town, named Tai'an, which means peace and prosperity in the country. However, decades have passed, and now the King of Eternal Suffering Boxing King Hong Gang has passed away and has handed over the martial arts hall to his eldest son Wang Chihong, who is the current owner.

Wang Chihong said that he had received the true teachings of Wang Honggang and was always low-key. He only stayed in the museum on weekdays and rarely involved in the affairs of the martial arts hall. The main managers of the martial arts hall are Xiao Zhengtian and Huo Qiming, two of the famous disciples under Wang Honggang. The so-called famous masters produce great disciples. Both of his disciples have left a great reputation in the world, allowing the Tai'an Martial Arts Hall to stand firm in this fierce competition.

There are more than a hundred students in the Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, and many of them come from other places to teach boxing skills. The first thing to get started is to teach basic boxing skills by ordinary boxers, such as long boxing, iron sand palms, etc., basic skills such as horse stance and stone locks. With these basic skills, five major boxers will teach some basic boxing techniques of Changhen Fist. Three of the best apprentices will be selected every year, and the master Wang Chihong teaches Changhen Fist the superior martial arts of Changhen Fist.

In a small corner of the martial arts hall, it is the woodshed room where Fu Xiaowa and the little beggar are nested. Although the woodshed room is simple, it also gives the two children a place to live, which is a world of difference from their previous environment.

The sunset in the west fell into the house from the broken window. The temperature was still low and cold. The firewood was filled with debris, and the air was filled with the smell of firewood. Under a pile of firewood, there was a small bed that was put on the bed with the broken quilt that Beggar Zhang picked up from where he picked up. This is where Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen lived.

After laying the simple bed, a look of wanting to speak flashed across the little beggar's face, as if he didn't know how to speak, and sat on the edge of the bed aimlessly shaking his feet.

"Take the cloth bag and put some straw as pillows!" Fu Xiaowa put on the bed without looking back.

The little beggar handed over the cloth bag and finally plucked up the courage and said, "Brother Xiaofrog!"

"Hmm?" Fu Xiaowa turned his head.

"That... I want to say thank you for what happened just now. Although the power of the word "Thank you" is so weak, these are only two words I can only think of!" The little beggar stared at Fu Xiaowa, and his gratitude was rolling in his heart. How can these two words express his mood at this moment?

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry!" Fu Xiaowa really didn't worry.

A tear flashed in the little beggar's eyes. This was the true tears. He swallowed: "Everything is caused by me, but you helped me take everything!"

"All of them have passed, just exist objectively!" Fu Xiaowa continued to tidy up the bed.

"Brother Xiaofrog!"

"Um?"

"Be my brother!" The little beggar finally said what he said in his heart. This was the point where he was suppressing his emotions.

"Brother?" Fu Xiaowa stopped working. This was the first time he encountered this in his life. The little beggar's sudden request made him a little at a loss.

"I am an orphan, and I have been suffering from hunger and coldness in this world. I want you to be my brother, so that I can have a support in this world!" The little beggar's tears flashed.

"This..." Fu Xiaowa hadn't come back to his senses.

"Brother Xiaowa, I, Xiaowen, call you Big Brother, you are my Big Brother for the rest of my life. This is my name for the rest of my life. Please be bowed to Xiaowen!" Xiaowen knelt on the ground and kowtowed seriously at Fu Xiaowa.

Fu Xiaowa hurriedly helped her up and said, "Don't go ahead, get up quickly!"

"No, Brother Xiaowa, you must accept my younger brother. Even if I am lying on you, I have never looked up at anyone among those high-ranking officials, but I must bow to you. Brother Xiaowa, really, I have seen all kinds of people, but I am convinced that I am only convinced you. I know that I am a beggar, and maybe you look down on me, and I don't want to accept my younger brother, the beggar!" The little beggar pretended to be very melancholy and looked very sad.

"Look at what you say, you can't like anything you like. Beggars are also humans. What's wrong with beggars? I recognize you as your younger brother!" The simple Fu Xiaowa was anxious and got into a trap. There were so many sworn brothers.

Indeed, the little beggar was sincerely grateful to Fu Xiaowa, and was deeply felt by Fu Xiaowa's character. He used some improper tricks, but he felt that this big brother could recognize him, so he must recognize him.

The little beggar laughed and kowtowed a few more times, "My name is Ma Wen. From now on, you will call me Xiao Wen. You will be brother. You will be brother for life. It is better to be a brother in the future. This situation will not change in the future. I, Ma Wen, take this as a vow. If you violate this vow, you will be cut into pieces!"

"Yes!" Fu Xiaowa nodded seriously.

The afterglow of the sunset fell in the house, on the two hands that were tightly held together. The establishment of a great friendship in the world began here, from this simple woodshed. This small promise lasted for many years, until many songs of blood and tears, and a lot of separation from life and death, until many, many...

In the evening of the martial arts hall, the two of them were lying on the bed to rest, thinking beautifully about the days to make money in the future. From this day on, they will have their own work and a new and beautiful future.

In the beautiful vision of the two, the door of the woodshed was pushed open. Because of the backlight behind the door, the two could not see the appearance of the visitor clearly. They could only tell from their physical form that they were extremely blessed.

The visitor patted the door panel with the whip in his hand, signaling his arrival, and his voice was as ugly as a pig hum: "Are you two new servants?"

"Yes!" Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen jumped off the bed and replied. It was obvious that this would be their future head-on business.

"I didn't expect it was two thin kids. I really don't know what Manager Huang is thinking. There are so many strong men, so I want these two skinny monkeys!" The manager muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said, "You can listen to me. One hundred and fifty buckets of water every day, and a bucket cannot be lost. I don't care whether you can eat or not. If you finish it, you will be whipped. Can you hear it?"

"Yes, yes!" This manager looked like a fierce evil spirit, scaring the two children so much that they stood there timidly, and could only nod and say yes.

"My surname is Hu. I will call me Manager Hu from now on. I am responsible for the internal affairs and the kitchen. But I am a bad person. Please be careful!" Manager Hu whipped the door again and blew it.

"Yes, yes!" The two of them could only respond and dared not say anything.

Manager Hu explained the work of the two serious servants: "Every day before dawn, we must ensure that the firewood and water in the kitchen are in place, and the firewood and water in the kitchen are in place at noon, especially at night, the water and firewood in the martial arts center should also be in place. This is your task, can you be clear?"

"Clear!" Xiaowa and Xiaowen lowered their heads and answered.

"Very good, remember that you can't enter and exit the back room at will!"

"Yes, Manager Hu!"

"Remember to start work on time tomorrow!"

After Manager Hu finished explaining, he shook his fat body and disappeared at the door. Xiaowen stuck out his tongue and made a face behind him.

From then on, the kitchen had to start meals at dawn, so before dawn, the water and firewood needed should be prepared. A large martial arts hall with hundreds of people, the amount of firewood used in the kitchen every day was amazing, and it also needed a lot of water. Just cooking, a large jar of firewood was needed. In addition, the firewood and water used for more than a hundred people to burn hot water to take a bath, the calculation was very large. The three taels of silver were also solid and hard-earned money.

On a winter night, like a sleeping beast, it invaded the two children in the two clothes. The entire martial arts school was sleeping, but the servants were about to start working.

The cold weather made the two of them tremble with their shoulders in their arms and came to the kitchen. At the door of the kitchen were five large water tanks that were taller than people. This was the amount of water used in the entire martial arts hall, and both of them stared at each other.

"My mother, such a big jar!" Xiao Wen exclaimed.

"Stop looking, start work, it won't be completed later!" Fu Xiaowa said as he lifted the empty bucket.

The night sky was silent and quiet, only the sound of footsteps from the snow came. The water was carried from an incomparable ditch to the kitchen. Two children came to the edge of the ditch in the dark. The ditch water in the twelfth lunar month was cold and the fingers touched the red bones and cold into their hearts. The water was unavoidable to wet.

Two thin figures in the night were carrying two buckets that were extremely disproportionate to their bodies and swaying between the ditch and the kitchen. The two carried water into the tank, and each load of water required two children to use their strength to carry it.

After carrying a few loads, the little frog had weak legs and black eyes. After all, it was a child. These were all things that adults and strong men did, and they really made things difficult for them.

"Ah, my shoulders!" After a while, Xiaowen had already collapsed on the snow, panting and rubbing his shoulders. Fu Xiaowa came to see that Xiaowen was not used to physical work, and her shoulders were red and swollen.

"Brother Xiaofrog, I can't live like this. I'll beg for my life after all!" Xiaowen looked very depressed with red eyes.

"Okay, go and rest, I'll do the rest!" Fu Xiaowa patted Xiaowen on the shoulder.

"Brother Xiaofrog, how can this work!" Xiaowen stood up and said anxiously. Although he wanted to continue doing this job, it was impossible.

"I have been going up the mountain to carry firewood for many years, and I am strong, so let's rest!"

It was late at night and cold, and the cold wind was howling and cold, and only that thin body took on all the burdens.

Xiaowen had red eyes and looked at Fu Xiaowa carrying loads of water into the tank, each load of water marking a trace in him. Many endless words were stirred in his heart, but he could not speak. He could only watch silently, and could only watch silently, which was more uncomfortable than anything else.

Just like in the morning of hell, Xiaofrog and Xiaowen fought hard to barely supply the kitchen firewood. The sun at noon dispelled a little coldness and sunset on people. On the haystack at the kitchen door, two children lay on it, waiting for lunch time to arrive.

The martial arts hall became lively, which made the two children full of curiosity. The servants coming and going, the apprentices passing by, and the whole shouting from the martial arts practice are all that they have never seen.

I saw servants passing by with delicacies from mountains and seas, golden roast goose, sweet and sour fish with crystal-clear sweet and sour sauce, etc. These delicacies from mountains and seas entered the wings and back wings of the major boxers. Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen looked at these delicious foods and saliva from the bottom of their eyes.

"Brother Xiaofrog, what do you think of the roast goose biting..." Xiaowen looked straight at the dishes he had served with red eyes.

"It's probably oily, and the whole mouth is full of delicious gravy, tsk!" Fu Xiaowa swallowed, and his stomach roared.

The two children were fantasizing about the feeling of food entering their mouths, but they knew that it could only exist in their imagination.

Finally, it is the time for the servants to eat. Under the old locust tree at the door of the kitchen, buckets of white rice, white flour steamed buns, and green vegetables and radishes are the food for the servants, but there are some meat and vegetables added during the holidays.

However, even steamed buns and cabbage are the highest enjoyment for Xiaowen and Xiaofrog who have been hungry for many years. The two of them ran over and the servants had already come over and prepared to start a meal with their rice bowls.

Xiaowen and Xiaofrog couldn't wait to reach out and grab two steamed buns and prepare for a full meal. The pain from the back of their hands immediately brought the two children back to reality.

Looking along the whip, it was the fat man Hu who was covered in fat face. The man Hu glared at him and said, "What are you doing? If you want to eat, you have to ask yourself if you have the qualifications to get out of here. Get out of here, you both get out of here. If you don't take care of the firewood in the kitchen, you want to eat, get out of here!"

Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen retracted their bodies and slowly withdrew their hands. They were still looking at the table full of steamed buns, which was just the most basic need in life.

The servants of the martial arts school looked at the two hungry children and retreated in a vague manner. No one dared to speak out, because everyone knew the severity and indifference of Manager Hu, so they did not dare to provoke him.

In the woodshed, the two children received their food. The rest of the leftover rice in the kitchen was used to dress up bran. Maybe they were planning to feed the chickens. Maybe they thought there were two servants in the woodshed, so they divided them.

"Is this what people eat? Pigs eat better than this!" The little beggar ate the bran rice into his mouth and spit it out with a spit. It was so hard to swallow.

Fu Xiaowa didn't say anything, swallowing down one by one, and the little beggar could imagine the feeling of chaff entering his throat.

If you don’t have enough time to carry water, you can only get up earlier. In the middle of the night, Fu Xiaowa got up and picked up a half-person-high bucket and filled the water tank one by one.

Fu Xiaowa persevered with incomparable perseverance, no matter the fatigue on his body, no matter the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and footprints were stepping on the snow to make a small path. He could do it well, and he told himself that he could do it well.

The water and firewood were picked up this morning. The two of them sank on the haystack as if they were about to fall apart, panting. At this moment, there was no cold winter, and the sweat mixed together was still evaporating and steaming.

At this time, Manager Hu moved his fat body and walked slowly over, with the whip in his hand.

"Hello, Manager Hu!"

Fu Xiaowa and Xiaowen immediately jumped up from the haystack, standing straight, with their two broken shoes still showing their feet.

Manager Hu used to pat his left hand with a whip and checked the supply of firewood and water in the kitchen. In the past, he had a strong body and was not easy to finish these jobs. He didn't believe these two skinny monkeys and wanted to find fault to teach a lesson.

After the inspection, he found that the firewood was very sufficient, and even the chopped firewood was piled up neatly. Manager Hu, who has always been known for being picky among the people, could not find any provocative places.

Maybe he was disappointed or a little uncomfortable. Usually, servants always let him find a place to curse. Manager Hu pouted a few words and left without any fun.

On the way, Mr. Huang patrols and met the oncoming Manager Hu.

"Manager Hu, are the two new servants good?" Mr. Huang said with a smile.

"How can I, Lao Hu, the person I, are not good at taking care of by Brother Sande? Two people are okay!" Manager Hu curled his lips and walked towards the kitchen with his whip without turning back.

Huang Sande smiled faintly. It was a servant who knew that the internal affairs of the people was a demon in the eyes of the servants. There was basically no servant who could get the word "it's okay" for him.

At this time, butler Huang Sande passed by the kitchen and was still wearing his cotton hat that had not changed for thousands of years.

Fu Xiaowa shouted: "Butler Huang, wait a moment!"

"Hmm? What's the matter? Butler Huang habitually tidied his cotton hat.

Fu Xiaowa rubbed his hands and looked soft: "No, nothing, I just haven't had a chance, I just want to say thank you!"

Butler Huang showed a difficult smile to detect and quickly disappeared on that serious face, still with a stern face: "Work hard, be worthy of me is the best thanks!"

"I will definitely not let you down, thank you!" Fu Xiaowa bowed deeply.

"Don't say it's useless, I'm busy!" Butler Huang raised his hand, tidied up his cotton hat, and walked away with his hands behind his back. He seemed to be in a good mood. ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````

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