Zhang Yu didn't pay too much attention.

He also intended to do so.

Some things, if you pay too much attention to them, will actually affect your mood.

After the program ended, Zhang Yu declined Wantong's invitation for a late-night snack and immediately returned to the hotel.

He needed to recuperate, as he would go home with Yang Ruoxue tomorrow.

A night of silence.

The next day, Yang Ruoxue came to the hotel early to pick up Zhang Yu.

"My mother said the song "Young China" you performed last night was very good." Yang Ruoxue smiled and looked at Zhang Yu, who was a little nervous.

Even if Zhang Yu knew that Yang Ruoxue's family had approved of him, he would still be anxious and nervous.

This is unreasonable.

Zhang Yu was single in her previous life and didn't even have a girlfriend, let alone go home with her to meet her family.

This is the first time that we have been together in two lifetimes!

"Is it?"

Zhang Yu smiled when he heard what Yang Ruoxue said.

"Don't be so nervous." Yang Ruoxue said, "I went back last night to have a look, and my mother and the others seemed to have a good impression of you."

"Really?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

They all agree, so their impression of him will naturally not be bad.

But impressions will change.

Who knows if one of his undoubted actions might disgust them?

"Really?" Yang Ruoxue said dumbfounded, "You don't know these two words today, do you?"

"Isn't this a little uncertain?" Zhang Yu said, "By the way, you haven't even told me about your family's situation? I don't even know what your father is doing?"

"My dad?" Yang Ruoxue said, "Didn't I say that? He is in the military!"

Did you say that?

I seem to have said it before, but isn't it too general?

Yang Ruoxue immediately began to introduce him.

Her grandfather Yang Zhiyong is still alive, nearly ninety years old.

When he was young, he joined the Volunteer Army and fought in the north. Later, he stayed in the army and fought in the south.

He had great military exploits and held high positions.

Now he has retired, but his influence is not small.

Yang Ruoxue's father, Yang Jianjun, is his third son. He is now the commander of a special forces brigade and is considered a powerful figure.

However, the one with the highest military rank in their family is his uncle, who now has two stars on his shoulders.

She also has an older brother who is also in the military now.

However, I'm not at home this time.

Most of their families are in the military, so Yang Ruoxue is an outlier.

"This community...can't be entered by ordinary people, right?"

Zhang Yu didn't know how to describe it.

The security factor of this community is very high.

Yang Ruoxue drove in, seemingly smoothly, but Zhang Yu felt that there were many eyes on him sweeping over him.

"Um!"

Yang Ruoxue nodded and said, "If you want to come in the future, just let me know in advance."

Zhang Yu responded.

Without Yang Ruoxue, would he have come alone?

Where can such a thing be explained clearly?

Soon we arrived at Yang Ruoxue's house.

Grandma Yang Ruoxue has passed away, but his grandfather seems to be in good health and in good spirits.

When Zhang Yu arrived, he was still watering the flowers in the backyard.

"Not bad!"

After Zhang Yu greeted people, Mr. Yang looked at him and said with a smile.

Yang Ruoxue's mother had a faint smile on her face, and her father didn't give him a look, but his face was serious.

Yang Ruoxue had already told him this in advance.

Her dad always has this expression.

She had never seen her father smile in all her life.

"Huh?" Mr. Yang frowned slightly and gave a surprised sound. Then he looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, right? Have you practiced martial arts?"

"I've practiced!" Zhang Yu said with a smile, "It's hard to compare with grandpa."

When Zhang Yu saw Mr. Yang, he could tell that the old man had some skills.

And the realm is no weaker than him.

To say it is incomparable is not modesty.

Others got it through practice, but he got it from cheating.

"Um?"

Yang Jianjun looked at Zhang Yu in surprise.

He also practices martial arts, and has practiced martial arts since he was a child, but he didn't see that Zhang Yu had any kung fu in him.

"You have good eyesight!" Mr. Yang said with some surprise, "He actually saw that I have some skills. What about him? Can you tell?"

"Uncle probably hasn't developed his dark strength." Zhang Yu thought about it for a moment and then said.

"Have you developed dark strength?" Yang Jianjun said in surprise.

Now, Ming Jin can be called a master, and An Jin is a master.

Such people are rarely seen in the military today.

As for transforming energy, that is the master.

But above Huajin, it has almost become a legend.

There seems to be another one in Ouchi.

Yang Jianjun has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but he has never developed secret strength.

One is because of the difficulty, and the other is because after he joined the army and got a gun, he lost a little bit of Chicheng and a little less perseverance in kung fu.

Instead of spending time practicing martial arts, it's better to spend time practicing gun.

Zhang Yu nodded.

He didn't develop the secret power, but he directly entered the Hua power in one step.

It's not something you practice, it's a gift from the system.

"You are really good at both civil and military skills!" Ma Shenglan couldn't help but say.

After meeting Zhang Yu last time, she paid more attention to Zhang Yu, and naturally saw how talented Zhang Yu was.

Although she doesn't understand kung fu, she still understands it.

It is definitely extremely rare to develop dark strength.

It not only requires talent, perseverance, etc., but character is also extremely important.

Ma Shenglan looked at Zhang Yu and seemed more and more satisfied.

Now the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at him, the more satisfied she becomes.

"What kind of boxing skills have you practiced that I can't tell, old man?" Mr. Yang looked at Zhang Yu, frowned and said.

Nowadays, there are actually people practicing martial arts who can't figure out the way out for him.

Mr. Yang is still very confident in his own kung fu.

He was able to survive on the battlefield back then, thanks to this skill.

One by one, old comrades-in-arms walked in front of him, no doubt benefiting from this skill.

"I've practiced it all, but it's a bit complicated!" Zhang Yu said.
To be continued...