Senior Superstar

  Chapter 271 The past of the rivers and lakes, the martial arts princess An Xiaoxiao? (Look for a monthly pass!)

  Although he disliked An Xiaoxiao, a single-cell foodie, when Li Shixin was feeling the embarrassment of being in the same room with Zhao Jinzhi, the arrival of this product made him feel relieved.

  Well, if two women and one man are in the same room, there is less embarrassment.

  After a freshman year, Li Shixin received another call from An Xiaoxiao, saying that it had already arrived.

  In the past, New Years were all alone, but this year, with the appearance of Li Shixin, there were waves of guests in the house, and it was full of excitement. Zhao Jinzhi was also very happy to hear that An Xiaoxiao came over.

   followed Li Shixin and went out to greet him.

  The villa area is under closed management. After Zhao Jinzhi personally called the security booth at the door, the talent was let in.

  Li Shixin stood in front of the courtyard gate of the villa and did not wait for a while.

  A green BYD taxi slowly drove in front of you. Just after the car was stable, a small body in the back seat got out. Seeing Li Shixin standing at the door, Deng Deng Deng ran over.

   "Wow! Teacher, Teacher Zhao, I want to kill you guys!"

  (≫<)

   rushed to the front, An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but hugged Li Shixin and Zhao Jinzhi tightly, and came to hug.

  The posture is too intimate, and the painting style suddenly becomes a family portrait-like feel.

  Seeing being held by An Xiaoxiao, Zhao Jinzhi's face turned red, and Li Shixin quickly patted An Xiaoxiao's back and carried the goods off.

  Feeling that An Xiaoxiao had only gone home for more than a week, his posture seemed to lose weight, and Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

   "Little boy, this period of time...have it been a bad time?"

  Hearing Li Shixin's question, An Xiaoxiao quickly glanced at his parents who were paying the fare behind him.

  (ˇДˇ)

  "Teacher, I’m miserable! I was forced to go on a diet when I returned home. I didn’t get any fishy during the Chinese New Year. The dumplings I ate were filled with broccoli!"

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao's thinning, with a faintly green bun face, Li Shixin grinned.

  The broccoli filling is okay, what a dark filling it is! It's really miserable.

   "This is Teacher Li, right?!"

  Just as Li Shixin was talking to An Xiaoxiao, a middle-aged couple who got out of the car walked up to him.

A man dressed in Li Ning's red sportswear, with the hairs on his head erected, not very strong but with a fairly large skeleton, looked up and down Li Shixin, and directly came to a neat bow and bowed. Bye bye!

   "Thank you, Master Li, for taking care and teaching my family during this time!"

  "Oh!" Seeing that the other party came up with a neat and graceful gift, Li Shixin was taken aback, and he hurriedly helped him up in the future: "This is the little dad, right? I can't do it."

  (ˇˇ)...

   "Teacher, this is my mother... Cheng Batian."

  Fucking? !

  Li Shixin, who was helping the people to get up, heard An Xiaoxiao's introduction, and was startled.

  He took a pair of big hands full of thick calluses, and his fists were probably as big as a sandbag, and Cheng Batian, who had almost no female character in his body, looked at it and blinked.

   Then... she put her gaze aside. She was seventy-seven like An Xiaoxiao. She was wearing a white fashion trench coat, her long flowing hair was combed into a ponytail, her facial features were beautiful, and her skin was extremely fair...

   "Then this man must be..."

  "Hello, Teacher Li, I am a little father, An Ran. I will meet you for the first time, please take care of me."

  WTF! ?

   Holding An Ran’s pair of hands that are tenderer than women, pinching a hand that seems to be able to get out of the water, and looking at the two blushes on the other's shy face, Li Shixin's three views completely collapsed.

  He silently looked at An Xiaoxiao, who was obviously also helpless, and his heart was messed up.

  What kind of family tradition is this in order to nurture such a wonderful work as your parents...

  Looking at Li Shixin messy in the wind, Cheng Batian raised his brows upside down, waved his hand, and shrank An Ran's neck in fright.

   "I slapped you to death, you are a nasty critic! Tell me so many times? Do you want to be more masculine outside?! Mother-in-law, let Master Li misunderstood!"

   "Oh, oh..."

  Looking at An Ran’s grievances, Li Shixin grinned, "Um...little mother, don’t be like that for the New Year. Let’s go in and go to the house."

   "Ah, yes yes yes. Come on, let's go in."

  Zhao Jinzhi, who was stunned for a long time, quickly agreed.

  ...

   "Why do you think my parents look like this?"

  Nuo's large kitchen.

  While Zhao Jinzhi was speaking with his parents, An Xiaoxiao, who was hiding in the corner with Li Shixin and chewing on pig's feet, heard the question and sighed quietly.

"Ugh…"

  (﹃`)

   "The combination of the two of them is completely wrong, wrong!"

   Facing An Xiaoxiao, who was squatting in the corner with a melancholy face, Li Shixin frowned with both white eyebrows.

  "Wrong?"

   "Yes! Wrong."

  An Xiaoxiao put down the trotters silently, a trace of sadness was revealed in his eyes.

   "Speaking of which, the combination of the two of them is the result of a century-long martial arts dispute."

  Wulin disputes?

  Hearing this word popping out of An Xiaoxiao’s mouth, Li Shixin was even more confused.

  In his persecution, An Xiaoxiao gnawed a bit of trotters sadly, telling the story of the turbulent and mysterious past of the rivers and lakes;

"My grandfather, An Youtang, is the 32nd-generation heir of Anjia Taijiquan. My grandfather Cheng Zhenshan is the 19th-generation heir of Cheng's Bajiquan. Anjia Taijiquan and Cheng's Bajiquan have been there since the late Qing Dynasty. Gratitude and grievances continue. However, Anjia Taijiquan's routine has always restrained Cheng's Bajiquan.

  In my father’s generation, there is such a male in Ann's family. Coincidentally, in my mother's generation, the Cheng family only had such a baby girl. According to Cheng's Bajiquan's rule of not passing on foreign surnames and passing on males and not females, this generation will be lost! "

   Listening to An Xiaoxiao while gnawing on pig's feet, while slowly approaching a river and lake that Li Shixin had never touched, Li Shixin smacked his lips.

   "Then?"

"Oh," An Xiaoxiao picked up her dexterous tongue and spit out a small bone stick from her mouth, saying: "Then...Cheng Batian, that is, my mother, my mother. This martial idiot from a young age is unwilling to accept Cheng's eight poles. The fist was lost. So I begged my grandfather to abolish the rules passed down by our ancestors, and let her inherit the Cheng's Baji fist mantle. My grandfather is an old and stubborn, of course I disagree."

"and after?"

"Later... Comrade Cheng Batian cried and begged every day, and even used tricks such as putting donkey dung in my grandfather's tea, hiding durian skin on the couch where he slept, and sawing off the squatting board of the old-fashioned toilet... Finally let my grandfather relax."

   "So your grandpa gave in and passed Cheng's Bajiquan to your mother?"

Hearing Li Shixin’s guess, An Xiaoxiao curled his lips, "How could that old stubborn give up so easily? After I couldn’t stand my mother’s various tricks, and felt that my mother was a downright despicable villain, my grandpa decided ...Let her go to scourge the enemy and make her home."

  What a vicious trick!

  Li Shixin secretly smacked his tongue: "So? Then?"

  Little General An put the last piece of pig's hoof into his mouth, secretly looked at his parents in the living room, and looked at the sky.

"My mother, who was still named Cheng Yaoyao at the time, was not what she is now, and it was also a flower in our small town. My naive father had a crush on her for a long time. It's just that Comrade Cheng Yaoyao was totally despised by An Ran because of historical factors. Comrade.

  However, after getting my grandfather's order, Comrade Cheng Yaoyao was relieved. She also told Comrade An Ran, who was already a small performer of An's Taijiquan, that she did not like men who learned martial arts. So...oh,"

   "So Comrade An Ran used the piano, cello, bowling, basketball... these useless things, and completely abolished his martial arts."

   "After that... Comrade An Ran, regardless of the strong opposition from the family, united with Comrade Cheng Batian."

  O(^｀)o hey,

"That's it, the only descendant of the An family was accepted by the Cheng family. The Cheng family, who had lost more than a hundred years and had never won the An family, completely ended this century-old dispute and won in this despicable way. The final victory.

  My despicable and shameless grandfather was pleased, so he made an exception and passed the mantle of Cheng's Tai Chi to my mother.

  And my mother, my lord, just counterattacked this way. Relying on a set of Cheng-style Bajiquan and a half-set of An's Taijiquan, I was beaten all over the nearby ten miles and eight villages invincible hands. After giving birth to me, I was officially renamed Cheng Batian, and from then on, the Bashu martial arts were unified. "

   Ending the grievances in one go, An Xiaoxiao looked at Li Shixin helplessly.

  "Baby, I was appointed by Comrade Cheng Batian as a descendant of Bajiquan since I was a child. I also want me to go to my grandfather to learn the whole set of Anshi Taijiquan, and enter the country from Bashu to dominate the Chinese martial arts world.

  But at the same time, my father, who was bullied after marriage, felt that Wu Chi was ruining his life, and insisted on teaching me bel canto, piano, dance...

  Teacher, do you now know how difficult it is for babies? "

  (`^)

   "It's too hard, I'm too hard duck!!"

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao bearing the pressure she shouldn't have at her age, Li Shixin patted the little girl's ball head with pity.

   Li Shixin sighed faintly when he felt the sad period of martial arts hegemony that was completely crooked.

  It sounds really difficult...

  (End of this chapter)