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Chapter 132 [132] Democracy

Several boys in the Zhuo family like to play with Tao Yi, and even Zhuo Dajun had to stand aside. In the past, when they came home on weekends, their nephews liked to surround Zhuo Dajun and ask this and that. Now it's different. Especially after the school easily cleans up Zhang Tiejun with Tao Yi's tricks, Zhuoer admires Tao Yi even more.

"It's so amazing. These acupoints you mentioned are effective. This is more satisfying than boxing. You didn't see him like that at that time. He rolled in pain. Just one fell over his shoulder and suffocated him. The action of tripping is so cool. Where did you learn it? I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but he was scared today."

"Your physical fitness is too poor. You can only act for a while with these few moves. If you want to suppress the other party in the aura, you must practice. Aren't your father a soldier? Why? Haven't you taught you?"

When the Zhuo brothers heard this, they felt very hurt: "I'm saying that I can see you once a year, only ten days and half a month. I can't come with my mother. We still have to go to school. When we come back in the evening, it's black and black, and I can't see anything. It's a luxury to sit together and say something. How could I teach me anything? To be honest, we are all uncles who are both fathers and uncles, and he also has his own children to raise, so it's actually not easy for our family."

"Then do you want to learn?"

This is not only Zhuoer, but even Zhuoyue looked at Tao Yi with interest.

"If you can teach, we will learn, although I'm very curious, where did you learn it."

"What can't be said about this? My father and my uncle are also in the army, and we are in the mountains. I go to school every day. I train my physique like that. As long as I have persistence in my heart, everything can be our training ground. My father was injured in his leg and retreated. After retreating, he learned tofu with my grandfather. Then he trained me while making tofu. This is how I learned it. My father used to be a scout," he said.

After Tao Yi said something, the Zhuo brothers were ready to go: "Then how do you say you can practice, we brothers will all listen to you."

Zhuo Lin looked at her younger brother who was eating roasted sweet potatoes with yellow faces, and then looked at her energetic brothers, thinking a little disgusted.

I'm afraid this foodie brother will never be able to count on him in the future. The brothers are still reliable. She has so many brothers to support her. I think no man who is not afraid of death dares to bully her, right?

Next is the judgment of the authenticity of Tao Yi's words. Whether it is true or false, it is worthy of her respect for others to help the Zhuo brothers.

There is also the uncle and A-niang. The two women really didn’t hold back on the matter this time. They respected the children and let them solve it themselves.

The Zhuo family’s democracy is actually not just a saying, but is put into action. On the contrary, my father’s presence is getting lighter and lighter now.

However, through learning from my brothers, my father now knows more than 100 words. He can memorize the addition and subtraction methods and multiplication formulas of less than 100. Ordinary arithmetics are not difficult for him. After learning to read the pictures and the instructions for the annotation, he felt it was much more convenient.
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