After having supper with her sister, Fang Yuan left the hospital and went home.

When I entered the door to change my slippers, I heard the sound of the sewing machine Kukakuka from my parents' room.

Fang Yuan's mother is a tailor. She opened a clothing store near the community where she lives, customizing suits and wool coats for customers, and also selling ready-made clothes.

It is not easy to sell ready-made clothes now, but Fang Yuan’s mother has good tailoring skills and her income is OK, otherwise she will not be able to support her daughter’s hospitalization and her son will be in the key class for awakened people.

However, my daughter has been hospitalized for more than a year and has emptied her family’s savings.

It is also because of this reason that Fang Yuan wanted to take the Star Technology major and get the tuition sponsored by the Group, which can greatly alleviate the pressure at home.

Fang Yuan walked out of his mother's door, looked at him, and saw his mother changing her trouser legs, and asked in confusion: "Mom, why have you started to take on the job of changing your trouser legs?"

My mother, Li Shuhua, is a tailor with a good reputation in the nearby neighborhood. Customers who customize clothes praise the clothes.

In the past, Li Shuhua didn't take on small jobs like changing her trouser legs because she couldn't get busy.

And if you change your trouser legs once, you only earn 5 yuan.

It is said that fashion designers are tailors who understand art.

Who can customize suits, who is willing to take on such a small job?

"It's all business, you can earn more if you do more." Li Shuhua wore glasses, continued to sew her legs in her trousers, and responded casually.

After a while, Li Shuhua quickly added: "By the way, I have left you with food. If it gets cold, you can heat it up yourself."

"I've taken it with Xiaozhu in the hospital." Fang Yuan replied.

"Oh, how is Xiaozhu?" Li Shuhua asked hurriedly.

"It's pretty good, it's getting more and more clingy. I'm hanging around my neck and refuse to get off." Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing when he said this.

"Didn't the doctor say anything?" Li Shuhua continued to ask.

"No, it's been more than a year, I don't know how many times I can say it."

"Has the cause not been found?"

"No, I don't know what the hospital does. I can't find out the cause of the disease for more than a year."

When it comes to this, Fang Yuan’s temper becomes a little irritable.

After all, my sister has been hospitalized for more than a year and cannot find out the cause of the disease. No matter how good the temper is, she will have resentment.

The home was quiet for a while.

Fang Yuan said, "Mom, I'm thinking, why don't I take the imperial capital university? Then I will take my sister to the imperial capital for medical treatment."

"Okay, I'll follow you. You have an idea since you were a child. As long as you think it's good, then you can take the exam." Li Shuhua agreed in full.

Fang Yuan picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and started watching military news.

A military news about the Rift Star Beast is being broadcast on TV.

The Chinese Navy Fleet dispatched the Nuwa-class star-source-powered aircraft carrier battle group to conduct military operations in the first island chain in the Pacific, and regained control of the first island chain from the star beast.

Seeing the country's prosperity, Fang Yuan was happy and couldn't help but clench his fists, giving the Chinese Navy a thumbs up in his heart.

At this time.

The sound of the key opening came from outside the door.

Fang Zhenguo opened the door and came in, bent down to change his slippers.

Fang Yuan looked back and asked, "Lao Fang, what's wrong with your hand?"

"It's okay, I sprained my arm in the martial arts hall. It's a small matter." Fang Zhenguo put a cast on his left hand and hung a bandage. He saw that he had a fracture.

Li Shuhua also came out of the room and asked with concern: "What's going on? Is this hand broken? Why are there any injuries on her face?"

"Isn't it normal to get a little injury when working in a martial arts school? Don't ask questions, a little injury will be cured in a few days." Fang Zhenguo waved his hand and showed a smile that reassured his family.

Fang's father was a veteran. After he was discharged from the army, he entered a martial arts school run by his old comrades and worked as a fighting coach.

Fang Yuan learned military physical fighting skills from his father, and his foundation was pretty good.

As a fighting coach in a martial arts hall, you need to accompany the martial arts hall members to train fighting skills, so you will occasionally have minor injuries that will have broken skin, but you have never had such a serious injury before.

"What's okay? I've been hurt for a hundred days, how are your hands? What did the doctor say?" Li Shuhua continued to ask.

"That... I haven't had dinner yet, have you left me a meal?" Fang Zhenguo didn't want to listen to the nagging and began to change the topic.

"There is food left in the pot, I'll give you heat."

Li Shuhua said as she walked towards the kitchen, saying, "I think I'll make a pot of bone soup for you tomorrow, why did I have a fracture? What kind of guests are there to pick up in the martial arts hall?"

Fang Yuan thought it seriously and said, "I think you won't go to work tomorrow."

"If you don't go to work, can you drink the northwest wind? It doesn't matter if you drink it, Xiaozhu can't do it." Fang Zhenguo said with disgust.

The relationship between father and son of the Fang family is like this. It’s good when we don’t meet, and we dislike each other as soon as we meet.

"I can go for you, right? All the classes are transferred to the evening. I will go to the martial arts school for the substitute after school." Fang Yuan suggested.

"You can do the job in the martial arts school just by wanting to do it? You are knocked down by someone with just a few punches, and the medical expenses are not enough to cover it." Fang Zhenguo looked unhappy.

"You can see clearly who needs to pay for medical expenses in it." Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and pointed at his arm that was cast.

"I taught you that three-legged cat kung fu. How much do you have, I don't know?" Fang Zhenguo was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat someone up, but his hand broke and his combat power was greatly reduced.

As soon as he got angry, Fang Yuan's anger began to rise.

And the rise is not slow, +5, +5.

Finally, the anger point rose by 50 points to 62 points.

Fang Yuan rubbed his chin and thought, if he continued to stimulate Lao Fang, would he get angry?

It shouldn't be a big problem if you can scold people.

But forget it, don’t get sick from the real qi.

Li Shuhua brought out the hot meal and interrupted, "You two fathers and sons will quarrel as soon as they meet. What's the point of quarrel? If you have broken hands, why are you showing off? Just ask your son to work for you for a few days and get your injuries back up."

There was a disagreement in opinions, and Fang Yuan and his mother won 2-1.

Fang Zhenguo had to surrender.

"Okay, okay, I'll call tomorrow and ask this kid to serve in the substitute. Is this okay?" Fang Zhenguo had no choice but to agree.

"Eat. Can you eat by yourself? Do you want me to feed you?" Li Shuhua asked.

Fang Zhenguo's temper came back again and immediately retorted: "I have a broken left hand, but my right hand has not broken yet!"

Fang Yuan was used to the quarrels of love and killing among his parents, and did not want to participate, so he went back to his room to read a book.

...

the next day.

When school was over in the afternoon, Han Youwei made another request for practice.

Fang Yuan was going to the martial arts center to serve his father, so he could only refuse again: "I'm really sorry, I'm quite busy recently and I'm still in a hurry, so I have to leave now."

Seeing that Fang Yuan was really in a hurry, Han Youwei did not force him: "Okay. Since you have something to do, let's go first."

Fang Yuan left school and rode his bike to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall where his father worked.

When I was a child, I often went to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall to play, and the martial arts hall was run by my father's old comrades, so I was very familiar with the people in the martial arts hall.

Taking over a class is not difficult.

Just now, when I was talking to Han Youwei, my anger rose again.

+3, +3 rose five or six times.

The total number of anger points has exceeded 100, reaching 102 points.

"Does these angers come from Han Youwei? This girl won't always smile on her face and feel mp, right?"

Of course, Fang Yuan was just joking in his heart and didn't think so.

On the first day, I went well in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall. I got along well with other uncles and uncles in the martial arts hall and met a classmate.

Overall, the job of serving in the substitute is very enjoyable.

When accompanying guests to practice fighting skills, you can also train your own military fighting skills and slippery steps.

Substitute hours are from 6pm to 10pm.

After get off work, Fang Yuan looked at his attribute panel.

Discovering a skill has changed a lot.

Skills: Military physical fighting technique lv.2 (68/100), sliding step lv.1 (9/10)

The values ​​in brackets should be proficiency.

When a team-in-chief accompanying martial arts club members to practice fighting, the sliding and dodging action has a lot of effects, so the progress is also faster.
Chapter completed!