I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

"Then I won't take you to other places for a while. Anyway, we have almost finished our tour. You all need to be in a good mental state for the meeting in the evening. Look, I will take you back to the guesthouse. You can have a good sleep and recuperate. Then we can have dinner together in the evening?"

"That's good! Okay! I'll listen to you, Qin Hong."

Since they all agreed to this arrangement, Qin Hong did not hesitate and immediately sent them back to the guesthouse.

After repeatedly asking the aunts to take good care of his guests, Qin Hong left the guesthouse and trotted towards Mo Yan's house.

He had to meet with Mo Yan and Niu Niu and communicate his plans and ideas to Comrade Mo Yan first.

What if Comrade Mo Yan doesn't think highly of him, or if Comrade Mo Yan thinks it's unnecessary or is unwilling to do it, then he hasn't started yet anyway, so he still has time to change his mind.

As soon as he ran back to Mo Yan's house, he saw a huge white tiger lying in the yard like a small hill. Pei Zaizai, who had been to school for half a day but did not eat in the school cafeteria, returned to her own home with Xiao Baibai.

And Meng Chang, who had been missing for half the morning, was actually at Comrade Mo Yan's house at this moment.

Qin Hong suddenly felt that this guy Meng Chang seemed to be even better at flattering than him?

They actually trusted Mr. Ye to go patrol the mountains alone with the guard team. Not only did he not go with them, but he didn't even show up to the cafeteria to see Mr. Ye during lunch.

This guy is a little abnormal!

"Qin Hong, you're back? Have you settled the guests?"

Before he could speak, Meng Chang gave him some sunshine and asked with a bright smile.

Qin Hong glared at him, "You knew I had guests to entertain, but you didn't even show up to help?"

"Ahem, that's your and Secretary Jiang's guest. They may not know me. It's not convenient for me to show up. Besides, I'm an active-duty soldier now. You're in politics, and I'm in the military. This is very sensitive!"

"Forget it, do you think I believe your excuses? Are you just disloyal?"

"Uh - from the beginning I saw that you didn't intend to expose the fact that Uncle Ye and Elder Zhou were here. I looked at you from a distance, then I thought about it and didn't show up."

Meng Chang hurried to explain.

This argument is more or less correct.

Qin Hong didn't really blame him.

He just felt that this was how it should be, but he didn't expect to see Mr. Ye in the cafeteria!

As soon as Mr. Ye showed up, he revealed the secret that Zhou Shuaishuai and Mr. Zhou were also in the village, which made all his original plans go to waste.

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Meng, please stop bickering! Mom wants you to come in."

At the door, Pei Zaizai, who was holding his small bowl and sitting on the threshold with his sister Xiaohua, called out.

The two of them stopped talking immediately, not daring to delay, and immediately stepped inside, "Hey, here it comes!"

Go inside.

Mo Yan was drawing something on a notebook.

"Comrade Mo Yan, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten. You guys take a seat. I have just a little more painting to finish before I'm done."

"No hurry, no hurry, just draw yours, we'll wait for you."

As they spoke, the two of them sat more upright than the sisters who were sitting on the doorstep eating rice porridge like primary school students!

Mo Yan finally finished the last stroke, and after examining it again and again, he closed the pen cap and said, "Alright!"

The two of them took a quick glance and found that it was a notebook that was not too thick.

But it was obvious that they had reached the last page, and they did not dare to take a closer look at what was drawn on it.

After Mo Yan closed the pen cap, he also closed the notebook and handed it to Meng Chang, "Print a few dozen copies of this for me. This will be one of the courses that the children in our Peijia Village will learn in physical education class in the future."

Meng Chang almost dropped the notebook on the ground, and hurriedly caught it in his arms.

Then I heard Mo Yan's words.

"Comrade Mo Yan, can I see what you drew?"

Mo Yan looked at him speechlessly, "General Meng, what nonsense are you talking about? I asked you to help print dozens of copies. If I don't show you, how are you going to find someone to print them?"

Well, if I don't show it to him, I can certainly let someone print it, but there's no guarantee that the contents of her notebook won't be leaked out 100%.

Of course, he didn't say any more of this. Instead, he smiled awkwardly and turned to the first page.

When he saw this, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned to the second page and the third page.

The more I looked at it, the brighter my eyes became.

He found that the boxing technique drawn by Mo Yan was somewhat similar to the military boxing taught in military middle schools, but it was not the military boxing.

Military boxing is still very orthodox, and the emphasis in attacks is still on strength.

However, the set drawn by Comrade Mo Yan has almost eliminated all unnecessary movements, and each move is practical and powerful.

The angle of the punch is tricky and effective. The key is that if you practice according to the picture, it doesn't seem that you necessarily need to be a very strong person to learn it.

Simply put, many times, the killing moves drawn in this book are not achieved by the power of the punch.

Instead, it relies on unexpected speed and angle to achieve universality that can be learned by both men and women.

Meng Chang simply couldn't put it down.

Warriors love swords, guns, and martial arts.

The painting by Mo Yan was exactly to Meng Chang's liking.

I was so excited at the sight of the prey that I couldn't put it down and read it over and over again.

It was not until Qin Hong couldn't help but bump his elbow with his shoulder that Meng Chang finally came back to his senses. He couldn't help but admire, "Comrade Mo Yan, your boxing skills are so practical! Every move is so simple and powerful."

"Well, there will be no problem if I go to print it. I will also instruct them to keep it confidential and will never let your martial arts secrets be leaked, Comrade Mo Yan. That's right, that's right—"

"No need to keep it secret, and you don't have to keep it secret either. If you want to bring it to your army and teach your soldiers, I agree."

"Ah? Really? Hey, thank you comrade Mo Yan, thank you so much!"

Meng Chang was so happy that he almost jumped up, and then he immediately said, "Comrade Mo Yan, don't worry, I will arrange for someone to expedite the printing immediately. I will also treat this Mo Family Fist as a secret treasure in the army. Only those who have certain military merits or are extremely loyal can get the opportunity to practice this boxing."

When Mo Yan heard that he had named the thing he drew for her "Mo Family Fist", she wanted to roll her eyes.

In fact, she did so. "I said, since I asked you to print it, I don't care who you print it for. You just need to make sure that every child in our Peijia Village has a copy."

"Then don't worry, it's a must!"

Meng Chang stood up and saluted as if he was issuing a military order.

Qin Hong was shocked. He knew that what Comrade Mo Yan took out must be something good. This was another chance for Meng Chang to benefit from it!