Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

Huang San couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about him.

Huang San felt that it might be the spirit of the master in heaven that made the head of the family suddenly enlightened.

If this is the case, it is still possible. After all, the master was known for his intelligence when he was alive.

When Huang San was young, he learned boxing from a master for a few days. Although his boxing skills were poor, he still had some vision.

"The master's punches look soft and weak, and don't look like the kind of punches that can hurt people."

Liu Yu rolled his eyes at him and said, "How can I not hurt anyone? You don't know that I, the head of the family, knocked a hermit to the ground with just one punch."

Don’t mention boxing anymore, it hurts your self-esteem.

"You know boxing too?"

"I can't say I understand it. I learned a few tricks when I was young."

Liu Yu looked at the unremarkable Huang San in front of him.

Could it be that the system master felt sorry for me and arranged a peerless master for me in advance?

He was in a depressed state, with dull eyes.

It doesn’t look like it!

"Practice, let this family master see it."

Huang San smiled awkwardly.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, so I can't remember some of the moves."

"Practice, and practice as much as you can remember. This family master wants to see which of us has the better boxing skills."

Huang San thought about it for a while and stopped refusing.

He stood still with his feet, threw out his fists, and began practicing each move in the yard.

Liu Yu saw that his moves were ordinary and his steps were messy.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a super-powerful person who can take the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops.

It was a waste of time to be happy, as the system master still stuck to the bottom line as usual.

Huang San retracted his fist. His breathing became slightly disordered.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, so I'm not very good at it. To be honest, when I was young, I learned this set of boxing, and my master said I had a good talent. Unfortunately, I didn't persist because I had no food to eat."

Huang San's eyes were leisurely, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and learning boxing.

Liu Yu did not refute Huang San's words.

Huang San is tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and is definitely a good candidate for martial arts training.

In this age when it is difficult to even get enough food, learning martial arts, like studying, is indeed somewhat unrealistic for the poor.

Ignoring Huang San's feelings, Liu Yu had his own thoughts.

"I'll ask Wang Situ some other day if there are any masters of outstanding martial arts in the mansion."

Huang San asked, "Young Master, do you want to learn martial arts?"

Liu Yu nodded. As a modern person, who didn't have a martial arts dream when he was young when watching the martial arts masters flying over eaves and walls on TV?

There is a line in a song that goes, "I once dreamed of traveling the world with a sword, to see the prosperity of the world..."

Now that we have come to this era, who wouldn’t want to learn some martial arts and swordsmanship?

Besides, in troubled times, with this skill at hand, you will feel more confident when going out.

"It's a good thing that the Patriarch wants to learn martial arts. But his foundation is too weak now, so he is not suitable for martial arts training yet. Let's wait until he recovers."

Liu Yu knew this very well. If he didn't have this body hollowed out by alcohol and sex, he would have come to practice this damn aerobics early in the morning.

Doesn’t the bed smell good?

Compared to Liu Yu's desire to practice boxing, Huang San was more concerned with practical matters.

"The master of the family was drinking with Lord Situ yesterday. Did he promise to make the master an official during the meal?"

Liu Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "I never promised."

Huang San was a little worried.

"You won't think that you won't repay the favor just because the master is no longer alive. I heard from the master that he was framed and had nowhere else to go, so he came to the master for help. The master never treated him badly. It's not an exaggeration to say that this favor is a life-saving favor."

Old Huang was a little indignant. If it weren't for the master's help during that time, there would be no way Wang Situ would be where he is today.

Liu Yu smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, Old Huang. I have my own plan."

Old Huang thought about it, but still worried and reminded: "The head of the family, please find time to ask Wang Situ again. If he is unwilling to give the head of the family an official position, the two of us will turn around and leave, and we will never say anything bad about Wang Situ."

"We can go back and guard those good farms and survive."

Although Huang San had not received much education, he had seen too many separations and deaths in this chaotic world, and he understood the principle of "a little bit of kindness will be repaid with a little bit of hatred".

Huang San did not agree with Wang Yun's character. As a man who had been bullied by wealthy families since childhood, he had a natural hostility towards them.

Naturally, he did not understand the concept of class contradiction, but he knew that this contradiction was irreconcilable.

He had seen too many people, young or old, male or female, starving to death in front of wealthy families.

Understand that there is an invisible and unbridgeable gap.

Liu Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Wang Situ is not such a person. I have my own ideas on this matter."

"In two days it will be Wang Situ's sixtieth birthday, and we need to prepare a birthday gift."

Huang San touched his sleeve pocket, which was cleaner than his face, and smiled bitterly.

"It's not about money. Wang Situ is a high-ranking official with great power. If anything he takes out of his family, we can't afford it."

"Has the master of the family thought of a birthday gift?"

"I've come up with a rough idea. We still have two days. I'll think about it again. I'll definitely satisfy Wang Situ."

Looking at Liu Yu's confident smile, Huang San felt inexplicably at ease.

He looked straight at Liu Yu, grinning and revealing a few big yellow teeth.

Liu Yu was not used to being stared at by a man, so he waved his hand and asked Huang San to leave.

Huang San did not hesitate. He saluted and walked quickly away.

Without Huang San grinning beside him, Liu Yu regained his spirits and started practicing aerobics.

Liu Yu complained as he practiced, "How weak is my body?" He felt a little out of breath after just two practice sessions.

There was no choice but to find a step to sit down, looking at the rising red sun and breathing heavily.

The crowd around, with looks of contempt, gradually dispersed.

Liu Yu smiled bitterly in his heart.

He understands the simple emotional values ​​of the toiling people. Although he is poor, he still maintains the truth, kindness and beauty in his heart.

Maintain a natural contempt for the evil in the world.

But he didn't agree, especially when this kind of contemptuous behavior appeared on him.

Feeling that he had rested enough, Liu Yu started practicing again.

After being modified, this set of calisthenics also has some martial arts elements.

This made Liu Yu somewhat happy. Sometimes he would unconsciously think that the old man practicing boxing in the park was not completely useless. Maybe he really had some martial arts skills, otherwise how could this good calisthenics have some martial arts aspects.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt better for some reason and felt that it was not too unfair to spend 100,000 yuan.

Liu Yu practiced every move so seriously that he didn't even notice a cute little girl coming in front of him.

The little girl's face is rosy, just like a ripe red apple.

Her clear eyes did not show the contempt that others had, but instead a hint of smile.

The lovely girl under the rising sun looks at the meticulous boy.

Like a charming painting.

A young man was practicing boxing, with a little girl standing next to him.