I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 247 Sister-in-law, You Smell So Good

The dinner table.

With a smile on his face, Yang Chongwu led his beloved son Yang Xuewen to Shen Lang and made a formal introduction to each other.

Yang Xuewen pretended to be meeting Shen Lang for the first time. He took a step forward with grace and grace. A friendly glint in his eyes, he greeted Shen Lang enthusiastically, "Hello, Uncle Shen! Nice to meet you."

Shen Lang smiled slightly and responded to Yang Xuewen's greeting.

Then, as if by magic, he took out an exquisite box.

He gently handed it to Yang Xuewen and said gently, "Uncle, I came here in a hurry this time and didn't prepare any particularly expensive gifts. I hope you like this little thing."

Yang Xuewen took the box happily and opened the lid carefully.

Looking closely, I found that there was a uniquely shaped and finely crafted foreign gun lying quietly inside.

This foreign gun was collected from Jishan, and Shen Lang had carefully considered the choice of this gift.

On the one hand, this foreign gun was novel and unique enough to arouse Yang Xuewen's strong interest;

On the other hand, it also fits the identity of "Uncle Shen" from the United States that he plays.

When Yang Xuewen saw the foreign gun with a metallic luster in the box, his eyes lit up instantly, and his originally fair face turned a faint blush because of excitement.

I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the barrel and trigger of the foreign gun, as if I was touching a rare treasure.

His joy was beyond words, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up into a big arc.

Yang Chongwu saw that it was an exquisite foreign gun and said, "Brother Shen, this foreign gun is not cheap, is it? It cost you too much."

"As long as the child likes it." Shen Lang waved his hand and added: "He is Hui Niang and your son, and he is also my son. Giving expensive gifts to my own son is nothing."

For some reason, Yang Chongwu felt strange when he heard this.

What do you mean he is also his son?

Hui Niang said, "Xuewen, why don't you thank Uncle Shen quickly?"

"Thank you, Uncle Shen." Yang Xuewen said hurriedly, "I like this gift very much."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

Yang Chongwu asked, "I wonder what kind of business Brother Shen is in now? I think our family is not good at literature, but martial arts. If it is a suitable business, I would like him to try it."

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I'm actually engaged in research work." Shen Lang said.

Yang Chongwu was even more confused: "What are you researching?"

"Study how to protect marriage while also improving quality of life."

In layman's terms, it means finding a wealthy family, killing the father-in-law, and inheriting the family property.

But Yang Chongwu was confused and said, "This, this..."

"Hey, stop talking about this and that. Shen Lang has come from far away, so let's have a drink first." Hui Niang said.

Yang Chongwu smiled widely and nodded continuously, saying, "Yes, yes, Brother Shen, I'm truly ashamed. Today I can only prepare some simple food to welcome you. I hope you won't mind! Please."

Shen Lang also responded with a smile on his face, "Brother Yang, you are so polite. I am already very grateful for your hospitality. Moreover, I feel guilty for bothering you during your busy schedule. Brother Yang, I would like to offer you a toast, please!"

Having said that, Shen Lang picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Hui Niang and Yang Xuewen on the side drank tea instead of wine and raised their glasses with a smile.

The atmosphere of the banquet was harmonious and everyone was having a great time chatting.

During this period, Yang Chongwu happened to talk about Shen Lang's life experience abroad.

Shen Lang was afraid that he would be exposed if he said too much, so he asked Hui Niang to answer from time to time.

Because he was not Hui Niang's real classmate. If Hui Niang accidentally noticed the abnormality, then the identity he had painstakingly disguised would be ruined.

However, this method cannot be used forever.

As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes. If you talk too much, you will inevitably make mistakes.

What's more, it is not easy to change the subject cleverly. If you do it too abruptly and obviously, it will easily arouse others' suspicion.

As the saying goes, speak the truth to real people and lies to ghosts. Grasping the right balance in this is a profound art.

"By the way, Brother Yang, I heard that you lived in seclusion here because people often came to challenge you." Shen Lang asked, "I wonder if anyone still challenges you after you have lived in seclusion here?"

Yang Chongwu smiled and said, "Not yet. I'm already old, how can I still be a fighter?"

At this point, he looked at Yang Xuewen and said, "But your nephew is very lively. I'm really worried that he will get beaten up one day if he goes out."

"Dad, how can I be as bad as you say?" Yang Xuewen immediately retorted.

Yang Chongwu glared at him and said, "I named you Xuewen and asked you to study poetry and literature hard, hoping that you could stay away from all those things of fighting and killing."

"I think Xuewen is a lively kid. If he keeps studying hard, he won't be able to use his books to hit people when they bully him in the future, right?" Shen Lang said, "In my opinion, he still needs to learn some skills to help him."

Hui Niang quickly took over the conversation, "Yes, I think so too. We are all this age, and he has to rely on himself. He can't always rely on us."

"That's true. I'm just worried that he might get into trouble." Yang Chongwu changed the subject. "Brother Shen, I see your steps are steady and powerful. I guess you've learned martial arts."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "I've learned a few moves. Could it be that Brother Yang wants to spar with me?"

"This..." Yang Chongwu was in a dilemma for a moment. Although he restricted his son from learning martial arts, he himself did not neglect martial arts.

He just lives in seclusion here and rarely fights with others.

Whether one is learning martial arts or literature, everyone wants to communicate with colleagues when they meet them.

Hui Niang was annoyed by Shen Lang's behavior, so she encouraged him, "Shen Lang was quite skilled in martial arts when he was abroad, and he made a great name for himself. Why don't you try sparring with him?"

"Oh?" Yang Chongwu became interested instantly.

Since his wife praised others so much, of course he wanted to prove himself.

Any normal man would feel uncomfortable when hearing his wife praising other men.

Then he said: "In this case, I would like to experience Brother Shen's martial arts, and I sincerely hope that Brother Shen will not hesitate to teach me."

"The guest should follow the host's wishes. I'd also like to learn some Tai Chi from Brother Yang." Shen Lang nodded.

The two of them moved into the courtyard in an instant. Hui Niang and Yang Xuewen immediately followed and stood at the door to watch the fight.

Yang Xuewen asked quietly, "Mom, is he really your classmate? How come he only looks a year or two older than me?"

"Yes, right..." Hui Niang is still not very sure until now. It feels like it is true, but also feels like something is wrong.

Yang Xuewen added, "I heard his English name is also Jacky. You named me Jacky. Did anything happen between you two abroad?"

"You little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hui Niang glared. "If I really want to have something with him, you won't be called Yang today. How dare you make fun of me like this?"

Yang Xuewen chuckled and said, "Isn't this because he has a good relationship with you, mother? I ran into him on the street with Rose today, and there was a woman next to him. She was really pretty."

"Is your rose as pretty as yours?" Hui Niang asked.

Yang Xuewen said, "Although they each have their merits, I still think Rose is prettier. I have to work harder and catch the mouse as soon as possible."

The mother and son were talking.

At this time, Yang Chongwu in the yard had already gathered his energy into his dantian, firmly established his horse stance, and put his hands in a standard and sharp starting posture, exuding a powerful aura.

His pair of tiger eyes were piercing and sharp, like two torches shooting straight at Shen Lang who was looking relaxed and contented opposite him.

He slowly said, "Brother Shen, you are a distinguished guest who has come from afar. I would like you to teach me the first move of this opening!"

Shen Lang smiled slightly and responded, "Hey, Brother Yang, I came to your house today purely with the intention of exchanging ideas with you. I have no intention of challenging you, so please feel free to give me some advice, Brother Yang!"

After saying this, Shen Lang gently raised his hands, clasped his fists together and bowed slightly, with a sincere and humble attitude, indicating that Yang Chongwu could take the lead in launching the attack.

When Yang Chongwu saw Shen Lang's actions, he knew that it was useless to continue being polite, so he nodded readily.

"In that case, please forgive me for the offense."

His voice was as loud as a huge bell, deafening.

Just as the shout had not yet faded away, everyone saw Yang Chongwu's figure suddenly flash, and he pounced towards Shen Lang with incredible swiftness like an arrow from a bow or a torrential rain.

"Good martial arts!" Shen Lang praised.

Tai Chi is not just an ordinary martial art that can be used to strengthen the body.

As a Tai Chi master, Yang Chongwu has reached the pinnacle of mastery in his study of this ancient boxing technique.

When performing this set of boxing techniques, the movements are as fast as the wind and thunder, but at the same time, they are like light clouds emerging from the mountains, elegant and free, which is pleasing to the eye.

The moves he used were not only fierce and powerful, with enough force to shake mountains, but also flexible and easy to use.

The two completely different qualities of hardness and softness are perfectly integrated in his hands. The transformation into each other is smooth and natural, without any sense of stagnation. He interprets the essence of Tai Chi to the fullest and most exquisite level.

From the majestic momentum of each move to the precise control of every subtle action, and even every clever use of strength, all of them contain ever-changing mysteries and principles, and hide overwhelming power.

However, Shen Lang had no intention of taking Yang Chongwu's life. This time he simply wanted to spar with him and make friends through martial arts.

The moment they started fighting, one could hear the whistling of fists and the interweaving of feet, and the two figures shuttled through the garden like ghosts.

Sometimes the battle spread from the east to the west of the garden, and sometimes they suddenly advanced and then retreated, like a cunning rabbit leaping or a falcon swooping down, their figures were so erratic that it was hard to keep up with the eyes.

For a moment, the whole garden was filled with the sounds of the two people fighting fiercely, and the atmosphere was tense and exciting.

Shen Lang pointed his finger and hit Yang Chongwu's palm, sending out his powerful energy.

Yang Chongwu suddenly groaned and was knocked two or three feet away.

Yang Xuewen and Hui Niang exclaimed at the same time:

"master!"

"father!"

Before the two men could step forward, Shen Lang flashed and came to Yang Chongwu's side, supporting his retreating body.

After Yang Chongwu stood firmly on his feet, he hurriedly used his energy to calm the surging blood and qi.

Then he said, "Brother Shen has great martial arts skills. I admire him. Thank you for showing mercy."

"Master, are you okay?" Hui Niang stepped forward and asked with concern.

Yang Chongwu laughed heartily: "What could possibly happen to me? Your classmate's martial arts skills are truly unfathomable. Brother Shen, let's go have a couple more drinks."

After they sat down again, he said to Shen Lang, "I see I'm older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Yang, and Hui Niang will be your sister-in-law. What do you think?"

I thought to myself: With the title of brother and sister-in-law, I guess Shen Lang wouldn't dare to do anything.

Shen Lang immediately said, "Okay, I'd love to have that."

He saluted them respectively: "Brother Yang, Sister Yang."

After making friends through martial arts, Yang Chongwu was in a good mood.

He let Yang Xuewen go back to his room to rest first, and he continued to drink with Shen Lang, while they also discussed various styles of boxing.

Before I knew it, I was drunk.

"Master, Master..." Hui Niang called out softly twice, but Yang Chongwu did not respond at all and even snored.

Shen Lang said: "Let me take him back to his room. Where is his room?"

"This way." Hui Niang said hurriedly.

After Shen Lang sent him to the bed in the room, he was still drunk and said, "Brother Shen, let's have another drink..."

"You shouldn't drink, but you still drink so much." Hui Niang said as she covered him with a quilt.

He stood up and said to Shen Lang, "Shen Lang, you've had quite a bit to drink. Let me take you to rest first."

"Okay, please lead the way, sister-in-law." Shen Lang nodded, and just as he was about to turn around, he twisted his foot and fell straight onto Hui Niang.

Hui Niang was so frightened that she almost screamed.

The next moment, Shen Lang said again: "Sister-in-law, you smell so good."

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(End of this chapter)