"Isn't that a trap?" Father Mu asked back.

"Some traps are good, but they are only a few, and most of them are hunted by me."

Mu Ziteng looked left and right, but couldn't find anything that could prove his skills, so he directly pulled a low stool beside him into his hand.

"Father and mother, you are watching." His eyes sparkled and he looked at the second elder.

"Click"

Without even looking at the stool in his hand, he broke it with both hands.

Wood father: ...

Wooden Mother: ...

Where did this come from, silly?

"I'll kill you bastard, it's not good for you to break anything, but to spoil something good." Father Mu came back to his senses, picked up the pipe in his hand and hit Mu Ziteng.

Mu Ziteng hurriedly stood up and jumped away, avoiding the pipe his father hit.

Seeing that the man ran away and failed to hit him, Father Mu became even angrier, and stood up to arrest him.

"Father, don't worry about it. I won't be hurt when that thing hits me, but your pipe will suffer." Mu Ziteng quickly stretched out his hand to stop Father Mu who still wanted to continue calling.

"I believe you are evil, you kid don't fool me there." Father Mu didn't believe it, but when he thought that he could break a solid wooden stool with his bare hands, his hands stopped.

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

"Okay, sit down, there are so many people outside, don't be afraid that they will see a lot of questions when they come in, and see how you answer then." Mu Mu's voice was not loud, just enough for the two people in the room to hear Clear.

"Hmph..." Father Mu sat back in his seat unconvinced.

Mu Ziteng also sat back to his previous position.

"Third brother, tell me where did your strength come from?" Mumu didn't want to delay her time to know the answer because of the stalemate between the two.

Mu Ziteng took a peek at his father, and seeing his ears stretched out, he knew that he was also very interested.

With a fake cough, he said, "Mom, do you remember that year when Xiao Ling and I went out to play for two months?"

Mu Mu nodded seriously.

But I was thinking in my heart, did my son get any chance after going out that time?

"That time we picked up a little book. We just wanted to read the movements in it, but we didn't expect it to be a secret book of boxing. After we practiced it, we became infinitely stronger and as light as a swallow." Eat at the same time Got more.

"What kind of miraculous thing is there?" Father Mu looked skeptical.

No wonder he was still suspicious after breaking the stool just now, mainly because this son liked to say some exaggerated things before.

"Of course it's true. You saw my strength just now, and I didn't see my ability to be as light as a swallow. It's just that it's broad daylight and there are so many people outside. It's hard for me to show it. How long will it be?" I'll show you guys someday." Muziteng said confidently.

"Perform? How else do you want to perform? Do you want to smash the boulder in your chest? Or continue breaking the stool." Father Mu stared.

"That won't be the case. It's said that the body is as light as a swallow. It must be the body method. I was eager to show you just now. Who told you not to believe it." Mu Ziteng muttered in a low voice.

The main room is only this big, no matter how softly you make your voice, it will be heard by the sharp-eared father Mu.

"You still have to ignore you." Father Mu picked up his pipe and wanted to hit someone again.

"What are you doing, listen to your son finish talking." Mumu stopped Mufu who was about to hit someone.

This old man is also true, that is, the third child is here, the old man has never been so comfortable in front of those two sons, and the two sons will not let the old man scold them like the third child, and they will not be angry. will comfort people.

"For your mother's sake, I won't care about it." Father Mu glared at him, then leaned back on the chair.

"I can jump to a height of three meters in one jump. Oh, I'm talking so much now, you won't believe it if you don't see it. When you have a chance, you will know if I'm bluffing people."

When Mu Ziteng saw that he had just finished speaking, Mu Fu gave him the look of you continuing to brag, so he simply stopped talking.

"By the way, I came here to ask you to have dinner at home, you pack up and follow me."

This time the old house is completely broken up, and if you want to have a meal at his house, this time the elders won't be scruples anymore.

"Is the food ready?" Father Mu asked, "If not, we won't go."

The third child only broke 40 yuan last night, and he didn't want to trouble their family anymore.

"No, but Xiao Lingzi is already preparing the dishes, just wait for me to go back and cook, let's go, don't keep her waiting." Mu Ziteng urged.

"Old woman, pack up and go." Father Mu stood up and said.

"Uncle Mu, are you going to Fujiko's house?"

The people working outside saw them coming out after closing the door, and asked curiously.

"Yeah, haha, you guys work slowly, pay attention to the time, and you go back when it's time to eat." Father Mu smiled and waved to several juniors.

The wall of the old house was finished in one day. In the afternoon, it was Muzi Rattan’s work. The village head brought three people, and the three bought the three tickets in his hand respectively, and left. The village head also bought the radio and The ticket money was given to him.

After the parents of Mu went to the youngest son's house for dinner at noon, they were caught by the radio that Jian Qingling took out to play, and stayed there until they had dinner before returning to the old house.

On the way back, Mu Ziteng was with him and brought the elders to the door. Wang Aihua and Chen Ping could be heard arguing from afar.

Said it was a quarrel, but in fact it was insinuating that the two elders were cruel.

Mu's father and Mu's mother are used to such quarrels, and they don't bother to answer the conversation, because the more they take care of them, the later will be endless, and Mu Ziteng can't bear it.

"Where is the chattering at night, believe it or not, I will immediately break his son's leg." He yelled directly in the yard.

The quarrel next to him stopped immediately, and Mu Ziteng was very satisfied with the effect, "If I hear someone pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, or calling my parents once by name, I will clean up her son in a blink of an eye and scold her twice. Just clean it up twice, if you offend me, I will cut off the incense in his house, if you don't believe me, just wait and see."

As soon as the harsh words were finished, Mu Mu slapped him hard on the arm.

Mu Ziteng just glanced at Mu Mu indifferently, and turned his head away from her.

Who is he doing this for?

Don't work hard for them by yourself, but Mu Mu is tearing down his own platform, so what's the point of everything he does?

Mu Mu has the kind of character with a vicious mouth and a soft heart. It's not that it's bad, but it also depends on who you are facing.

Fortunately, Mufu has a resolute character, so he can rest assured that he is watching Mumu.

Mu Mu saw that her youngest son was dissatisfied with her attitude, so she stopped talking and went back to the house silently.

Her original intention was that she didn't want her younger son to be too sharp, especially when facing relatives. In the final analysis, she didn't want the other two families to have trouble.

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