My daughter is so annoying

Forget it, don't want it for nothing.

"Load it."

On the way back by car, Fang Cheng felt his body was warm, even his bones were crispy, very comfortable, as if he had soaked in a hot bath for half an hour.

Eleven at night.

Holding the gold medal she got during the day, Qingqing finally fell asleep.

Fang Cheng came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, and just cast a look at Yang Yueyue, Yang Yueyue understood immediately, she closed the book, took off the shoulder strap, and got into bed.

Fang Cheng turned off the light and lay down too.

You go up and down, back and forth.

Fang Cheng's movements are gentle, and he is doing something very regularly that the author has not written, but smart readers know.

Half an hour passed.

An hour has passed.

Fang Cheng was a little thirsty, got up and took a sip of water, then ran to the bathroom again.

After taking a shower, looking at himself in the mirror, Fang Cheng was a little dazed, when did the edges and corners of his muscles become so sharp, and more importantly, how did he last so long.

Could it be that talent.

Make a lot of money, make a lot of money, this is more effective than eating a hundred skewers of pork kidneys.

Fang Cheng was secretly happy.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Why are you still inside and can't come out?" Yang Yueyue whispered outside.

"Oh it's all right."

Fang Cheng wiped off the water droplets on his body, lay back on the bed, hugged Yang Yueyue, and fell asleep contentedly smelling the fragrance of her hair.

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Chapter 69 Tai Chi Zhang Shanfeng

Saturday.

Qingqing didn't need to go to kindergarten, and Fang Cheng and Yang Yueyue had nothing to do, but the family of three still got up early as before.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, it was only seven o'clock.

Fang Cheng was very surprised, he didn't go to bed until midnight last night, why did he wake up so early today, and he still didn't feel sleepy at all, and more importantly, his waist didn't feel sore anymore.

After drinking a glass of milk and eating two slices of bread, he opened the door of the living room and took a breath of air outside. Fang Cheng said to Yang Yueyue, "Honey, the weather outside is nice today. Let's go for a walk."

"it is good."

Yang Yueyue led Qingqing, Fang Cheng led the big yellow dog, and they walked to a park closest to home.

Now is the time for morning exercises.

There are quite a few old people and grandmothers in the park, some are doing aerobics, some are dancing Tai Chi sword, most of them get together, and when they are tired from practicing, they will chat together.

This is the happiest time of day for most elderly people.

The park is not big, because there are high-end residential areas nearby, so there are not so many people.

Fang Cheng led his wife and children to walk slowly around the circular path in the park. When passing by a gazebo, the big yellow dog fell in love with a dog that was also being led for a walk. He ran towards the Samoyed without hesitation.

Rhubarb turned around that snow-white Samoyed very excitedly.

"It's not spring yet, it's so excited."

Fang Cheng hurried forward and apologized to the dog's owner, a gray-haired old lady.

The old lady wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she looked gentle and virtuous, and at first glance she was a woman who had seen the world.

The old lady smiled kindly: "It's good to have an owner, I thought it was a stray dog ​​in the park."

"It hasn't been out much, so when it comes out, it has a lot of fun and almost scares you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, but the dog should be taken out for a walk more, it doesn't want the cat, it can't stay at home."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The old lady watched Yang Yueyue walking over with Qingqing leading her hand, and asked with great interest, "Young man, are these your wife and your daughter?"

"Ah."

"The child looks so cute. You look like a family. You must be living happily."

Being praised early in the morning, Fang Cheng felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"We are like you when we are old. When we go out for a walk in the morning, we can see our children and grandchildren when we go home. It's very good."

"Hi" the old lady said with a smile: "What's so good, my son grows up and develops outside, and he may not be able to go home during the Chinese New Year. Now there are only me and the old man at home. Well, he is practicing his skills there." Tai Chi, you can’t talk to me a few words a day.”

Fang Cheng followed the old lady's gaze.

On the lawn at the corner, there was indeed an old man in a white coat practicing Tai Chi.

However, his Taijiquan seems to be different from Fang Cheng's impression. The Taijiquan in his impression should have a light and light feeling. Why does this old man practice in a disciplined manner, and his strength seems to be not small.

Fang Cheng watched the old man's movements with great interest, while the old lady sat down with Yang Yueyue and chatted about homework.

After watching for ten minutes, while the old man was resting, Fang Cheng walked up to him with a smile and asked, "Uncle, are you practicing Tai Chi?"

The old man had noticed Fang Cheng a long time ago, and when he saw Fang Cheng take the initiative to talk to him, he replied casually: "Of course."

"But the Taijiquan masters I watched on TV don't look like you practice the same thing."

"Haha." The old man said with a smile, "What do they call Taijiquan? I think it's just some fancy boxing and embroidered legs. Young man, I think you are in good health. Have you ever exercised?"

Does exercise on the bed count... Fang Cheng scratched his head and said with a smile, "I also exercise occasionally."

"Come on." The old man stretched out his hands and asked with great interest, "Have you seen Tai Chi push hands?"

"Saw it on TV."

"Let's make gestures."

Fang Cheng was a little worried: "Uncle, this is not good."