Seeing the three troublesome guys riding their car and turning out of the school gate, Tang Ning slowly restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his eyes and swept to the girl wearing white velvet gloves and standing not far away with him holding the handlebars in both hands.

The body is slender, and the pink down jacket does not look bloated. It is paired with light blue jeans that tightly wrap their legs and maroon high-waisted leather boots, but it is even more graceful. A white velvet hat is stuck between the forehead, just covering the ears. It is silky hair draped behind the shoulders, with a goose face, delicate facial features, and cold weather that is slightly red in the cold weather, making the fair and delicate skin look gorgeous.

The pair of light pink lips under the delicate and straight nose bridge were eager to speak. The long eyelashes blinked twice, as black as ink, as white as snow, and the big, clear moist eyes contained anger, blame and worry.

Pushing the same pink 26 bicycle, he stepped forward a few steps in anger, and was so close to Tang Ning who was standing in the car.

Tang Ning's face was unnatural. He subconsciously took two steps back and lowered his eyes. His popularity in the class was actually not very good. Especially when he was with girls, he had almost never spoken. Now the head of the class, who is known as the number one beauty in the second middle school, came to him. His first reaction was to turn around and leave. But that was too embarrassing. He didn't know what to say, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Ah, Grand Squad Leader, is there something wrong?"

Xu Mengfei rushed to his mouth and wanted to question him a few words, but he quickly turned back. After a few years of classmate, she knew that Tang Ning was a person with strong self-esteem and hated others' involvement with him. Similarly, she also hated others' inquiries about him.

But the matter of skipping class and sneaking out to fight was too serious. He was sued to the Political and Educational Department. If someone fails to deal with it well, he will be punished by him.

When school was over at noon, I deliberately waited until now, just to remind him.

But Tang Ning's neither salty nor indifferent attitude made the little girl feel very upset.

She didn't know why she was worried about this hateful guy.

Reorganized the next language and said gently: "Can you go together?"

"Sorry, I'm afraid of being surrounded by jealousy and drowning by spit. I think you're going to have something to say. If you're fine, I'll go home first." Tang Ning was about to run after he said that.

"You...stop!" Xu Mengfei's cheeks became more and more rosy. I don't know if it was because of the cold, or the anger, or maybe it was because of the shyness of the girl. He didn't make excuses at the moment. He said directly: "Did you go out to fight with someone during physical education class?"

"No." Tang Ning looked serious and directly rejected.

"You..." Xu Mengfei was so angry that he stomped off his pink leather boots. "I haven't admitted it yet, I've been accused of it. In the afternoon, Director Yan of the Political and Educational Department was about to talk to you and he still had to find parents. What should I do then? I'll be punished. Tang Ning, this matter is very serious. Do you know?"

Tang Ning raised his eyelids and showed an indifferent and unrestrained behavior. When he thought of the villain Gao Hei, a trace of disdain flashed in his heart, and his face was blank. He spoke in a tone of light, "This seems, it seems, hehe, it's not your business, you are the leader, right?"

"You... are willing to be a donkey. Humph, you should do it yourself." Xu Mengfei was so angry that his eyes were red, bit his lip, glared at Tang Ning fiercely, twisted his waist, stepped onto the car, and soon left the school gate.

Looking at the girl's cute back, Tang Ning whispered in her heart: "I don't seem to know her, right? Do you care about me so much, do you like me?" Then she shook her head, and the idea was immediately thrown out of her mind. Although she was a little blushing and her heartbeat, it was impossible.

Tangning's family is not too far from No. 2 Middle School, and they live in a large bungalow area. In 1997, the shanty town renovation project had not been launched on a large scale. So Tangning and his family lived in an old house that developed Daxinganling in more than 60 years. The typical Sanqi Wall is kept warm in winter, keeping cold and not afraid of cold.

There are five houses in one house, and each house uses a wallet and a wooden board barrier is divided into a unique yard.

Tangning's family was the second one in Dongtou. It was close to the cement road leading to the area, which was easy to find. He pushed open the door wrapped in a yard with a tin sheet. Tangning leaned his car against the door of the warehouse and rushed into the room quickly.

"Grandma, I'm back."

"Xiao Ning is back. Go wash your hands first. When my mother-in-law gets out the steamed buns, we'll start eating." My aunt's voice came from the kitchen. Although she is in her seventies, there is no trace of an elderly woman from her body. Not only is the young lady who is only about 1.5 meters tall, she is rarely sick. She is always the one who does not have any problems at home and outside.

The house was clean and clean. The furniture and appliances, and even the corners were spotless. This was also related to the old lady's habits. Not only did she like cleanliness, but Tang Ning also had been trained to clean and clean since she was young. She developed good living habits.

After Tang Ning washed his hands, his aunt-in-law wearing a gray knitted sweater had already cleaned up the dining table. There were two simple dishes and one soup. It is said that people from Northeast China rarely had soup for every meal. However, the old lady was from the south and the dining habits she developed did not change as she took root in the Northeast for many years. A soup was necessary for each meal. But it was not the ordinary soup, and it was all medicinal soup mixed with a lot of Chinese herbal medicines.

Due to the limited economic conditions, there are no expensive materials, but old ladies will use simple but medicinal materials to maximize their effectiveness. This is the case when drinking soup, and the same is true when taking a medicinal bath every night.

"Grandma. Are the wild ginseng still there when you picked the Ganoderma lucidum you crossed the river in summer?" Tang Ning suddenly asked while eating.

The old lady stuttered a mouthful of soup and said, "What are you doing? A little brat, don't make any ideas about those things."

Tang Ning smiled shyly, then said with a bitter face, "Grandma. Look, I have been practicing for more than ten years. According to what you said, from the perspective of national martial arts, I have practiced to the peak of Mingjin a year ago. But it has been a year since this. I have not practiced to the realm of one qi connecting the world and the muscles and bones thundering. I am wondering if I should work hard on the genius and treasures."

"What nonsense?" The old lady raised her chopsticks and made a gesture to give her a message. Seeing Tang Ning frightened her head, she retracted her chopsticks. Her rosy face was a little serious. "Xiao Ning, in addition to magic, our practice is not just a national technique, but a single hand derived from national technique. Do you still remember the origin of the free hand recorded in the boxing scriptures?"

"Of course." Tang Ning said without hesitation: "The ancestors of our sect who created the Slave Swords back then have successively borrowed the martial arts secrets of the Guo family, the Dong family's gossip, the Cheng family's level 8, Cai Lifo's Wing Chun, Changbai's Tongbei, the Northern School's poke feet, Shaolin's Fuhu Fist, Wudang's Ruzi Jue and other martial arts secrets of the total seven or eight schools."

"Hmph, just know, then do you know that the collapse boxing in Xingyi, the three cannon punches in the Bagua, the big chop hanging in level 8, the cun force in Wingchun, the heart-punching force in the back, the heart-piercing force in the poking feet, the tiger roar in the soft tiger, and the silk-wrapped force in the soft character are all the tricks that will cause disability and death. The unique skills of each family are different in exertion and the way of exercising force. The requirements for practitioners' internal organs, muscles, bones, meridians, qi and blood, and membranes are more than ten times stronger than those of ordinary Chinese martial arts practitioners. If there is any mistake, the internal breath will go out, the qi and blood will fall apart, and then become a demon after walking. If it is so easy to practice, the plum blossoms will have already walked away with the elixir in the early years."

"Grandma. Then according to what you said, I want to practice the dark energy level of the bones and bones, which is thunderous, and I can't wait for decades later." Tang Ning lit the dish with chopsticks and continued with a bitter face.

"Let's wait for the summer vacation. At that time, my mother-in-law will take you to find a spiritual acupoint where spiritual energy gathers. But before that, you must insist on holding a stance in the morning and evening, and proceed step by step, and never be impatient and rash. Do you understand?" The old lady reminded her with a stern voice.
Chapter completed!