Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

The sun was about to set but smoke was already rising in the distance.

"Okay." Qiao'er sighed while picking beans.

"I'm worried that Wang Ershi will go find Sister Xiulan after he recovers from his injuries. I don't know if he can turn over a new leaf."

After saying that, he added angrily, "I was almost bullied by Wang Er this morning. Fortunately, I became much stronger after practicing boxing techniques. I beat him so hard that he dared not fight back.

So if Sister Xiulan can learn this, then when Wang Erlai comes to harass her in the future, she can beat them away like I did today."

Lin Huaijin was not so optimistic. "You are young, and your bones are developing strong. Sister Xiulan will not achieve the same results as you if she starts practicing at her age."

"Ah, what should I do? What a pity."

Qiao'er was dejected, but she did not slow down at all in picking beans. She was used to it and quickly finished picking a handful of beans. She then went to the corner and brought more wood to Lin Huaijin for him to chop.

She is very strong now, and she feels that she is even stronger than an adult man.

Lin Huaijin looked at the wood that was quickly piling up next to him, twitched his lips, and quickened the pace of chopping wood.

"Don't move it yet. I won't chop so much wood today. The corner will be full later."

"Oh." Qiao'er looked back at the firewood placed in the corner and the chopped firewood on the ground, made an estimate, and hurriedly carried half of the wood back to the corner of the yard.

She suddenly thought: "Then I will teach Meihua. Meihua is younger than me, and it is time for her to lay the foundation.

When she learns the skills, she can protect her mother. I will take care of her for the next few years." After saying that, he ran away excitedly.

Her rest time is up, and she will find a chance to tell Sister Xiulan and the others tomorrow.

Lin Huaijin watched her leave, walked over and closed the gate, picked up the beans and went into the kitchen, "Brother, let's have stir-fried beans with meat and sweet potato leaves tonight. We can chop the remaining firewood tomorrow."

"Okay." Lin Qing was still carrying the chopped wood in batches.

After finishing the move, Lin Qing brushed off the dust and sawdust on his hands and clothes and went into the kitchen.

"Brother, I'm ready. Wash your hands and let's eat."

When Lin Qing went in, Lin Huaijin had just served the meal and the dishes were already on the table.

Lin Qing poured the water and just washed a little when Lin Huaijin had put down his bowl and walked over, hugged him from behind and washed his hands.

Lin Qing discovered that his younger brother seemed a little clingy.

He turned his head to look at the head resting on his shoulder, which was washing his hands attentively with its eyes half closed.

Lin Qing pursed her lips and said, "I will wash my hands."

Lin Huaijin said with a smile: "I know, I want to wash my brother."

"Oh." Lin Qing obediently relaxed her fingers and let him rub them.

What can you do if the person you spoil acts like a spoiled brat? Just spoil him.

So Lin Huaijin carefully rubbed his brother's fingers from the fingertips to the base of the palms, and from time to time he playfully inserted his own fingers into Lin Qing's fingers.

Cross your fingers in the water, squeeze the water out, then release them, and squeeze again, you have a lot of fun.

Wash Lin Qing's hands repeatedly until they are clean.

Lin Huaijin was washing her hands carefully, and her head, which was restless on her brother's shoulder, would rub against his neck like a puppy from time to time, sniffing and then touching his cheek, and her mood was getting better and better.

Lin Qing felt that their fingers were about to wrinkle, so he had to speak out, "I'm hungry."

Lin Huaijin reluctantly picked up his brother's hand, wiped the water off with a towel, and took his brother to eat.

After Qiao'er went to teach Xiulan and her daughter, she often ran next door to ask Lin Huaijin for advice. Every time, Qiao'er would knock on the gate of the courtyard not long after it was closed.

After Qiao'er finished learning from Lin Huaijin, she practiced repeatedly every day. However, it felt different to teach others, as she would always encounter problems that she had not encountered.

She was not very confident, so she came to ask for advice every day and then optimized the teaching.

Lin Qing also started practicing boxing with her. Now all his external injuries had healed. He practiced with Qiao'er and they would get together to discuss from time to time.

Qiao'er and Lin Qing are both people with a strong thirst for knowledge. After asking Lin Huaijin, they will go aside to think about it on their own.

The two of them would often start discussing something while thinking about it, and would even exchange blows from time to time.

Qiao'er practiced first and took a longer time, but Lin Qing had a good foundation. Although his memory was sealed, his body's memory allowed him to learn quickly. In just a few days, he was able to fight with Qiao'er, who had been practicing for a long time.

Lin Huaijin was very depressed and hadn't spent any quiet time with his brother for several days.

Why hasn’t Qiaoer finished learning yet!

Only half a month had passed and Qiao'er was already no match for Lin Qing.

That day, Qiao'er was knocked down by Lin Qing in just two or three moves. She lay on the ground, unable to get up, feeling extremely depressed.

Lin Qing went to the corner, picked up a straight branch, and started practicing sword on the spot.

Qiao'er lay on the ground, looking sideways at the man who was taking every move so seriously, and couldn't help but sigh why there was such a big difference between people.

When Lin Qing finished practicing sword skills and stopped, Qiao'er had been squatting under the tree and watching for a long time.

Lin Qing went to the corner and brought back a small stool, and drew the moves he had just practiced on the ground.

"Brother Damu, when did you learn to practice sword?" Qiao'er asked curiously. Before she taught him boxing, he seemed to know nothing.

"I don't know, I should have known it before," Lin Qing wiped away the moves he had just drawn and drew some new ones.

"Ever since I started practicing boxing, it seems like I have some memories of practicing sword in my mind. After I started practicing sword, those moves automatically appeared in my mind. Now I feel uncomfortable if I don't practice for a day."

"That's great. Can I practice it? Can I be as good as you?"

Qiao'er also moved a small stool from the corner and sat next to Lin Qing, watching the moves he drew.

"You wish. My brother used to get up every morning to practice swordplay, starting before dawn. He practiced for two hours a day and swung the sword tens of thousands of times a day, so his body memory is still there.

And my brother has been doing this since he was very young, you can’t catch up.” Lin Huaijin came out of the kitchen and brought over a handful of sweet potato leaves and edamame.

Qiaoer took the sweet potato leaves and began to arrange them as usual.

Pick the tender leaves directly and put them in a clean basket. Pick the old leaves, peel them and put them in a clean basket. The fried sweet potato leaves will be fresh and delicious, and will not be so tough that they will leave residue when chewed.

As she sorted them out, she exclaimed, "Brother Da Mu is so powerful, so when he recovers his memory, he will be able to beat hundreds of me."

Lin Huaijin laughed. Is this how the combat power is estimated? But then he thought again, if his brother regained his golden elixir strength, he would be able to defeat not only hundreds of Qiao'er, but thousands of Qiao'er.

After all, ordinary people may not even be able to get close to his brother. Lin Huaijin couldn't help but raise his head and said proudly: "Of course."

Qiao Er suddenly thought of something and laughed, "A few days ago I started teaching Sister Xiulan and Sister Meihua boxing, and Wang Ershi saw it, and he also clamored to learn it.

He is so big, what if he learns to beat Sister Xiulan? I said this set of boxing is passed on to girls, not boys, and I will only teach him if he doesn’t want to be a man anymore.”

I couldn't help laughing for a while, "In the past few days, he always came to learn secretly, and I lied to him that if he learned, he would gradually become a girl.

He was so scared that he didn’t dare to learn it secretly, hahaha.”