ps: Today's condition is OK, I'll write another chapter.

After hearing that my mother had not leaked the matter of beauty pill, Zhang Lang felt relieved.

Otherwise he would have a headache.

"Mom, if they like to practice, just teach them!" Zhang Lang said with a smile.

Although Health Fist is a Taoist secret, Zhang Lang, who inherited the position of the land, does not value it very much, and will not cherish it by himself.

Taoism emphasizes one fate. If you know, want to learn, and are willing to learn, that is, you have fate.

"How could I teach? I taught them for a long time but couldn't learn it. Wolf cub, are you simpler? The best effect is similar to that of a health boxing!"

Health boxing is a bit complicated, with many routines, and a total of 108 styles. It is really difficult to learn. Tang Feifei taught her step by step for a long time and practiced it for more than half a year before Zhang's mother learned it.

"Be simpler?" Zhang Lang thought of 24-style Tai Chi.

However, practicing that requires accumulating over time to see some effect. It is hard to say how many old ladies in the village can persevere.

This won't work!

"The fragrance of flowers in the flower basket

Listen to me to sing and sing

Come to Nanniwan

A good place in Nanniwan

A good place to have a beautiful scenery..." Zhang Lang's grandmother hummed a small song and walked over from the backyard.

"I have it!" Zhang Lang's eyes lit up.

"Have it? Wolf cub, is it Feifei?" Zhang Lang's grandmother had a very good ear. She trotted over and grabbed Zhang Lang's hand and asked excitedly.

"Milk, you misunderstood! My mother asked me to think about whether there is a simpler way to exercise than health boxing! I just heard you sing and came up with a good idea! What I said is that I have a way, it's not that Feifei has a child!" Zhang Lang explained with a lot of laughter.

"Oh, I thought Feifei was pregnant again!" Zhang Lang's grandmother said disappointedly: "Hold on, look at the age of you, who is not the father of two or three children?"

"I understand, damn! Let's work hard!" Zhang Lang said with a smile.

Zhang Lang also wants children, but it is not that simple for a fairy to give birth to a child? It took several years to plan for the new village to be formed and only got pregnant when the new village was at its peak.

Otherwise, forcibly getting pregnant and having a child would cause great harm to Tang Feifei, which would be considered a loss and gain.

For the second child, Zhang Lang had a plan, and the plan fell on the Golden Snake Ridge, but it would take several years to realize it.

"Well! By the way, you said just now that there is a way, what is the way?" Zhang Lang's grandmother nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang's mother also looked at Zhang Lang with anticipation. There was a simpler and more effective method, and she didn't want to practice complex health boxing.

"Dance, I adapted the health boxing into a dance so that everyone will dance with music and will not feel complicated."

What Zhang Lang thought of was the fitness magic square dance that was popular all over the country in later generations.

It is really not difficult to arrange a square dance according to Zhang Lang’s understanding of health boxing and understanding of the human body.

What Zhang Lang is not bad about his understanding of dance music. As a god, isn’t it a piece of cake to learn dance music?

"This is good! This is good!" Zhang's mother's eyes lit up.

When Zhang's mother was young, she liked to sing and dance. In Zhang's mother's words, if she hadn't married Zhang's father early and had Zhang Lang, she would have joined the army as a literary soldier.

Zhang Lang is also looking forward to it. There are merits to organize a talent competition. I wonder if there is any public morality to adapt this square dance?

Zhang Lang slowly recalled the square dance he had seen in his previous life.

"Huh? Wolf cub, what are you stewed in the kitchen?" Zhang Lang's grandmother asked.

"Milk, I stewed dragon and phoenix soup! You can drink more later. This is good for your health. Drinking it regularly can lead to longevity!"

"Okay! I must drink two more bowls of my grandson's skills!" Zhang Lang's grandmother smiled and said, "But this snake meat cannot be eaten by the little sister and Qilin! The child ate the snake scales on his body!"

"Mmm, this is okay, this is not an ordinary snake! This snake has dragon energy and is about to turn into a dragon. If it eats it, it will not grow snake scales."

There is a certain scientific basis for children to eat snake meat and grow snake scales. The main reason is that children have poor resistance and incomplete antivirus snake meat, which is easy to get infected with parasites or skin allergies.

The infection of parasites cannot be seen for a moment, but skin allergies can be shown immediately. There are red spots on the body, which look like snake scales, so there is a saying that children eat snake flesh and grow snake scales.

"Ouch! How dare you eat a snake that is about to turn into a dragon? Are you not afraid of retribution?" Zhang Lang's grandmother was startled and forgot that Zhang Lang was a god.

"Mom! You forgot that the wolf cub is..." But Zhang's mother did not forget, secretly pulling her mother-in-law's clothes and whispered.

"Mom, what are you talking to my tits?"

"I didn't say anything, by the way, you're busy! We'll go wash wild fruits with you!" After that, Zhang's mother pulled her mother-in-law away.

After passing Yuemen, he turned around and reminded Zhang Lang, "Dance, don't worry!"

Watching grandma and mother leave, Zhang Lang went into the kitchen and looked at the stove.

Biogas stove is very convenient to cook.

Now, Xilong Villa has already used a biogas stove and bid farewell to the big pot.

Back in the front yard, he saw that his wife's apprentices were working hard, Zhang Lang went out and went around the village chief.

Today he has not inspected the village. He is also addicted to inspecting the village. As long as he is in the village, if he doesn’t inspect it that day, it will be like a little less.

Tang Feifei laughed at him, it was a disease.

No matter whether he is sick or not, he likes this feeling anyway. Seeing the village prospering and flourishing in his hands, there is always an indescribable sense of pride and accomplishment.

After greeting the villagers I met along the way, Zhang Lang returned home satisfied.

When we got home, the forest ranger brought the second batch of wild fruits we picked today.

"Captain, look at me digging a wild ginseng tree!" Zhou Zhibin, who had been promoted to squadron leader, showed off to him.

Zhang Lang looked really not small, with 90-year-old wild ginseng.

But Zhang Lang had no intention of being happy at all, and he just wanted to curse himself.

He doesn’t know which ginseng in the mountains has been covered with vintage!

The reason why he didn't dig was that he couldn't use it for the time being, and the other was that he felt that the years were not enough and wanted it to continue to grow for a while.

After all, the difference between ginseng in 90 years and ginseng in 100 years is more than ten years.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhibin discovered it and dug it out.

"Let's tie all the ginseng from the previous year with red ropes!" Zhang Lang took the ginseng in anger and thought to himself hatefully.

Zhou Zhibin felt so depressed. I dug up such a big mountain ginseng tree. I would forget it if I didn’t praise me, why did I still have this expression?

Zhang Lang checked the ginseng to see if it could still be planted. Fortunately, Zhou Zhibin was very careful when digging, and the roots were not damaged, and the time it was dug out was very short, so there were still some people to save.

Zhang Lang found a flower pot to plant ginseng, and said, "In the future, when you patrol the mountain, you are not allowed to dig ginseng when you encounter it. Tie red ropes and mark them all, and dig them when needed!"
Chapter completed!