Yang Xiaoxiao took a bite of the food and couldn't help but praise,""Brother Tuan Jie, your cooking is really delicious. It would be great if I could eat your cooking every day. Sister-in-law An is really lucky.”
"Yeah, Brother Yang, your cooking skills are much better than ordinary chefs. Come, let's go!”
A young man said with a smile. Everyone raised their glasses.
"Come, come, come, let's drink!"
"Let's drink."
"Drink, drink, drink!"
The few young people drank very quickly.
Each of them downed half a catty of white wine.
"Brothers, let's have a rare gathering during the new year. How about we spar?”
A tall young man suggested.
"Alright, let's spar!"
"It's been a long time since we fought."
"My hands have been itching for a long time."
Five or six young men rubbed their fists.
They were all veterans whose fathers had made great contributions on the battlefield. After they retired, they became officials and did not relax their training for the younger generation.
These second-generation heirs were all brave and ruthless.
Of course, as an elder who was a soldier, he also supported them to spar with each other.
In the eyes of these people, whoever's junior was good at fighting was very prestigious.
Yang Tuanjie smiled bitterly." Well, we haven't eaten yet. It's not appropriate to go now."”
"Brother Yang, you might not know our rules. We generally don't spar after we've had our fill."”
"Alright then." Yang Tuanjie nodded.
It was easy to understand the crux of the matter.
If one ate too much, they would not be able to display their full strength. If they drank too much, they would not be able to do so. Moreover, if they drank too much, they would not know how heavy their attacks were and would easily injure others.
It was a good time to spar.
"Let's go!"
"Let's play!"
"Hahaha, let's go."
The group of young people stood up and walked towards the backyard.
Behind the small building, there was an open space. The open space was filled with sand. One look and one could tell that it was a specially made martial arts field.
As soon as the young people arrived, the older generation also followed.
Every year, Yang Chenghu's old comrades would gather together.
Every time, he would bring his juniors over. Sparring was an essential activity every year.
These old fellows paid more attention to the strength of their juniors than the youngsters themselves.
Firstly, the older generation wanted face. If they couldn't do it themselves, they wanted the younger generation to compete. Whoever's younger generation won would have face.
Secondly, they were the ones who conquered the river. They did not want their juniors to fall and let them compete with each other.
A strong youth makes a strong country.
The main purpose was to train the younger generation well.
In the future, he would be able to take on great responsibilities.
Of course, fighting was only one aspect.
The nurturing of the second generation had many aspects.
"Boss, seeing them reminds me of our past.”
"Haha, that's right. I'm old. Fortunately, children are our hope!”
Yang Chenghu looked at Yang Tuanjie with relief.
All along, he had no children, which was a great regret.
Now that his nephew had returned, he felt that he was his biological son.
He was quite satisfied with his nephew.
He was a level-nine fitter in the rolling mill, a superb chef, and a musician.
These achievements were something that many young people would never be able to achieve.
The only regret was that this child had never been trained in the army. In terms of martial strength, it was definitely not satisfactory.
Old Zhang smiled." Boss, your nephew is not bad. It's a pity that we found him too late. If we could find him a few years earlier and train him a little, he would definitely be a talent."”
Yang Chenghu smiled." This is the child's life. There's nothing to regret. I'm already very satisfied to have found him."”
"Yes, the Yang family finally has an heir.”
"Yes, didn't you say that he was a Grade 9 fitter in the rolling mill? Not bad. He has such achievements at such a young age. Not bad!”
"It would be perfect if this child knew a little martial arts.”
Yang Chenghu said regretfully.
As the few old fellows were talking, on the other side, a few young people had already started gesturing.
"Brother Kui! Let's have a competition!"
"Alright!"
A young man with a crew cut and a tall young man got into a stance and started fighting.
The youth with a crew cut was called Liu Maocai, and the tall youth was called Zhang Wukui.
The moment they exchanged blows, Yang Tuanjie could tell that Liu Maocai was no match for Zhang Wukui.
Sure enough, the two of them exchanged less than ten moves before Liu Maocai was knocked down by Zhang Wukui.
"Good fellow, Kui Zi is getting better and better.”Yang Cheng said.
Zhang Juzheng was a little proud.”
Yang Chenghu continued to comment," Maocai isn't good enough. He hasn't improved much in a year.”
Liu Maocai's father's expression was a little ugly.""Boss, you're right. I'll definitely train him well when we get back.”
Next, the sparring continued.
Liu Maocai challenged them one by one, but he did not win at all.
On the other hand, Zhang Wukui was the complete opposite. He was very powerful. None of the five or six youths were his match.
"Old Zhang's kid is amazing!"
"Little Kui, you've done well!"
"He was the best last year!"
The group of old fellows praised him.
"Not bad!"
Yang Tuanjie nodded slightly. The strength of these young people was indeed commendable.
Especially that Zhang Wukui. He was a rare martial artist and could definitely participate in the official boxing matches of the future.
"Brother Yang, let's fight!”
Liu Maocai looked at Yang Tuanjie.
He was very unhappy that he had been abused by everyone, so he could only look for Yang Tuanjie to defeat him and regain his face.
"Forget it. I'm not very good at fighting!”
Yang Tuanjie waved his hand and refused.
It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but that he didn't care about the strength of these young people.
There was no point in defeating them.
Liu Maocai was a little dissatisfied and said in a deep voice,""What, Brother Yang is looking down on me?”
Yang Tuanjie shook his head.”
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Liu Maocai said.”
"No, no, no. Let's go eat.”Yang Tuanjie smiled.
Yang Hucheng unconsciously frowned. He didn't dare to fight after being challenged. His Yang family didn't have such a coward.
However, when he thought about Yang Tuanjie's situation, he sighed slightly and did not say anything.
Liu Maocai's eyes revealed a trace of contempt as he said,"The Yang family is a loyal family with two tiger generals. Why is it that in your generation, there is a pustule?”
When Yang Tuanjie heard this, his smile froze.""Then let's spar."
Yang Chenghu's eyes lit up. He was already very happy that Yang Tuanjie had accepted the challenge.
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