"Get up quickly, Aliang, Achang, you are different from Henry. You not only kowtowed, but also officially became a disciple of the teacher when you serve tea, but also entered the genealogy.

So the master will be polite to him, but he doesn't need to be polite to you."

When Huang Liang and Xu Dachang heard this, they felt a little unhappy and flew to the sky in an instant.

As soon as his smiling legs exerted force, he stood up.

After a while, Mrs. Ye waved to Ye Zheng, who was about 1.4 meters tall, "A Zheng, you have to listen to your father in the future. Don't be in the weather anymore. He doesn't teach you boxing properly.

If you could be like your Senior Brother Henry, although you were young, you proved that you were a reliable and hard-working person.

I believe your father will be willing to let you take over his mantle and carry forward Wing Chun and spread it to the whole world.

Otherwise, if you only know how to box, even if you are a master, what can you do in the end?

I am not just like your father, who is determined to teach more people how to box, but I am not trapped in this acre of three-point land in Kowloon.”

Master Ye turned to look at Ye Zheng, but was happy to find that his stubborn son did not refute this time.

Instead, he nodded thoughtfully, and then asked with an unbelievable look in his eyes, "Father, the person I just now is really the one who became a disciple two years ago and had a meal at home?"

And, is he really the youngest ace fighter pilot?

It really took only half a year to become the youngest astronaut in the world and landed on the moon?

Or inventing a calculator and creating a panda restaurant, the richest person under the age of 30 in the United States?”

"Who else can be except him?"

Master Ye smiled and said, "When I taught him the 13-style basic boxing two years ago, weren't you watching from the side?"

"Why,,,."

Ye Zheng sighed depressedly, "It seems that there are people in this world who can never forget everything they learn ten times faster than others."

Just when everyone thought he would be discouraged, the little guy said excitedly, "Fortunately, our family is lucky, and you are worthy of being a master of your generation, my father.

He can actually attract such super geniuses to me.

Otherwise, such a powerful disciple and senior brother would become someone else's.

Moreover, it seems that reading is more useful, otherwise no matter how smart Brother Henry is, he would not have become an astronaut in half a year."

Huang Liang and Xu Dachang looked at each other with incredible surprise and happily.

These brothers in Hong Kong and Kowloon came out early to make a living because they were poor, so they had no money and the intention to study hard.

When I reach middle age, I realize that studying is not only the least costly, but also the most direct way to make a name for itself and is easy to make a name for itself.

Therefore, seeing that Ye Zheng is willing to study, he will not talk about how promising and how developed Ye Zheng will be in the future. As long as he can have a good job, his senior brothers will be less careful in the future.

Mrs. Ye looked at Ye Zheng with relief, and then said to Master Ye with a reproachful look in her eyes.

"Henry was so busy that on the third day of my hospitalization, he left such a big business and rushed back from the United States.

And you told me more than ten days ago that Henry should be going to London this month to receive the award ceremony for hereditary titles.

If people let go of so many things, they have to come back as soon as possible.

You should be serious in the future, so as not to really get into what A Zheng said, such a good apprentice was snatched away by other masters.”

"No," Master Ye looked at Huang Liang, Xu Dachang and Master Tian, ​​who had been silent.

"Aliang, Achang, it's already late, you can help me deliver Master Tian."

The three people who were mentioned immediately understood that Master Ye and his wife had some secret words, and they didn't even want to tell their own son.

Since the biological son cannot be said, although Xu Dachang and Master Tian are curious, they have no intention of being angry at all.

After Master Tian, ​​Master Ye and Mrs. Ye said goodbye, they left the ward together.

"Do you still remember the Master Zhang next to Henry?"

Mrs. Ye nodded, "A Zheng had a fight with his son Zhang Feng two years ago, so we took A Feng home for dinner.

I certainly remember this when I came to my house to find my son.”

"That's good," Master Ye thought about it, and then said with a smile, "Although I haven't played against Master Zhang, I saw Zhang Feng's ability to beat wooden stakes at the beginning.

I can be sure that he is also a master of Wing Chun.

It even gave me the feeling that he was much better than two years ago.

I may not be able to beat him now."

"After all, you are over 60 years old. You guys are afraid of being young and strong. You guys are talking about it all the time, so there is no need to care too much about these."

"Yes," Master Ye nodded with a smile, "Since Master Zhang has been by Henry, that is to say, unless Henry doesn't want to recognize his reputation, he can only be Wing Chun's disciple."

"But you only taught him the basic boxing techniques of 13 styles. Now the credit is all from Master Zhang. What does it have to do with you?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Ye frowned.

"Do you want to teach him the trump card you have figured out over the years?"

Master Ye suddenly became embarrassed.

It is said to be a trump card, but it is actually a four-handed killer move based on your experience after fighting with others for many years.

Moreover, there is more or less a bit of gossip and Xingyi.

After all, he had a set of skills that he had always wanted to see in his mind, but he had only seen some ordinary moves, but he had never seen the most essence.

Fortunately, although Mrs. Ye was dissatisfied at this time, she was different from the past.

There is nothing more important in her heart than her husband and son.

Even if it is really a comparison, the husband has to make way for his own son.

"It's your business for you to teach him, but can you teach him openly?"

After saying that, Mrs. Ye said worriedly, "Don't forget, you are a student of Wing Chun."

For so many years, you have not even wanted to show your skills to the outside world, even though you know that you are worried about beating someone to death.

But are you really not afraid of being known by people from the same sect and other sects and coming to trouble you?"

"There are no ones left, who else can cause trouble for me? And the older generation knows that I have only fought with her once.

As for the shadows of Baguazhang and Xingyiquan inside.

Based on my years of experience in fighting people, and the moves I have figured out over the past 20 years, even if I have learned from the strengths of many families, who can say that I am a stealing master?

If they all calculate this way, then all boxing techniques and techniques need not be used, and they should not be able to compete with each other to determine the outcome."

After Master Ye finished speaking, hesitated again with a stern face, "These attacks were too fierce and ruthless, and I really don't want a foreigner to learn the skills I have figured out in my life."

"If you don't teach, don't teach. Anyway, you don't lack one of the lost kung fu."
Chapter completed!