Zhang Xuejun was so scared that he shrank his neck.
Good heavens, a soprano?
He looked up in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, beautiful middle-aged woman in a plain cheongsam with an embroidered shawl striding over.
The middle-aged woman was definitely a great beauty when she was young. Otherwise, she would not be so breathtakingly beautiful at the age of forty.
At first glance, Zhang Xuejun was sure that this was his mother, because she looked too similar to his mother in the modern world.
As for his biological father…
Sigh, it was a long story!
Just like Marshal Zhang, they were all rough men with unkempt beards. Every time they opened their mouths, they would say,'Motherf * cker, you have a very hot temper.'
Zhang Xuejun inherited his mother's good looks and his father's bad temper.
From his appearance, he should have been a peerless gentleman, but he had become a problematic youth who kept talking about his idol and bandits.
"Xiao Jiu, come and take a look at me. Are you injured?”
Gu Yazhi's heart ached for her precious son. Usually, she wanted to hold him in her hands, afraid that he would fall. She held him in her mouth, afraid that he would melt. She doted on him very much.
Her husband wanted to bring Zhang Xuejun to the battlefield, and she, who had a fiery personality, had a big fight with her husband and almost cut him with a knife.
In the end, if Zhang Xuejun hadn't taken the initiative to go to the battlefield, he would have been killed.
"Mom, can you be gentler?"
Zhang Xuejun's face turned red as his mother's hands, which were as fair as jade but had thick calluses between the thumb and forefinger, tore his clothes apart.
It seemed that this old lady was not an ordinary person either!
How could the calluses on an ordinary person's palm be so thick? How could he be so strong?
"Son of a b * tch, when you wet your bed a few years ago, I even changed your pants for you.”
Alright, he was indeed a socialite.
Zhang Xuejun was afraid of his mother, so he quickly changed the topic,"Mom, I'm hungry."
To a mother who doted on her son, a single " I'm hungry " was worth a thousand words.
Gu Yazhi stopped her examination and seriously sized up this son who was both familiar and unfamiliar.
His face didn't change, he was still handsome!
The difference was that there was no longer the lifeless air between his eyebrows from half a year ago. Instead, there was a hint of heroic spirit. His entire body emitted the aura of the eldest son of the heavens, making his temperament seem to have changed into a different person.
Most importantly, he had watched his son grow up. He couldn't even lift his shoulders or lift his hands. He didn't even dare to kill a chicken. When did his muscles become so developed?
"Take off your clothes!"
What?
"I told you to take off your clothes!"
Zhang Xuejun was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted. The original version of his mother must have noticed something unusual.
In order not to arouse suspicion, Zhang Xuejun, who had great acting skills, naturally showed a fearful expression. He reached out to unbutton his military uniform and took off his coat, handing it to Xiong Da.
Then, under the dumbfounded gazes of the maids and the original mother, he took off his white shirt, revealing his perfect muscles that were as sharp as knives and axes.
As if he was showing off, Zhang Xuejun opened his hand.
"Ah! Ghost!"
Seeing Zhang Xuejun's back muscles congeal into a ghost face, the maids shrieked and retreated in fear.
Gu Yazhi also saw the terrifying muscles, and her face gradually turned ashen.
Impossible!
As a martial arts practitioner, Gu Yazhi knew that these muscles could not be trained in a day or two. It had to be trained at a high intensity from a young age, day after day, year after year, regardless of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, in order to have such muscles.
Moreover, these muscles were not deliberately trained. They were formed naturally after a long period of training.
How could he not know what kind of person his son was?
Could it be…
However, when Gu Yazhi saw the crescent moon birthmark under Zhang Xuejun's right armpit, she immediately beamed and all her doubts disappeared without a trace.
The birthmark could not be faked!
This unique birthmark could be seen at a glance. It was not a tattoo, but a natural birthmark.
"Brat, did you eat an immortal pill?"
Zhang Xuejun quickly put on his clothes and raised his chin proudly.
"A scholar who has been separated for three days should be treated like a new person. Last year, I met a master outside. He said that I was a martial arts genius and taught me a lot of martial arts.”
"Well, after following the army for half a year, I was bored and practiced martial arts.”
As he spoke, Zhang Xuejun walked to a jujube tree that was as thick as a thigh and kicked it horizontally to increase his credibility.
Bang ~
With a dull thud, the tree trunk seemed to have been hit by a high-speed train, shattering and flying far away.
The broken pieces of wood fell to the ground, and the crown of the tree fell to the ground without the support of the tree trunk.
The air instantly fell silent, and everyone's mouths were wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.
To be able to kick the tree trunk into pieces before the tree crown could react, what kind of strength was this?
Xiong Da and Xiong Er, who were also born with extraordinary strength, smacked their lips and looked at each other.
"Big Bear, can you do it?"
"I can't. Boss is too awesome. He's simply not human!”
"Xiong Tie, you changed your name?" A young maidservant asked in puzzlement. What do you mean by awesome?"
Big Bear raised his head."Big Bear and Big Bear are the names that Boss gave us. Boss said that Chest Stickers (Bear Iron) is too ugly! Not domineering at all."
"Awesome, awesome means very powerful, super powerful.”
What?
The servant girl nodded her head in confusion, like a chick pecking at rice.
"Awesome, Young Master is indeed awesome!"
Zhang Xuejun patted his pants and walked up to his petrified mother. He looked around and smiled kindly,"Basic operation. I'm embarrassed, I'm embarrassed!”
"Basic operation?"
Gu Yazhi shook her head with a complicated expression.""Brat, your master must be an extraordinary person. You must invite him to the marshal's manor to worship him…"
"Oh, that's impossible. From last year until now, Master only came to me once last month at Shanhaiguan. He appeared and disappeared like a ghost. I don't know where he is!”
Zhang Xuejun spread his hands, indicating that he was also helpless.
Master, there was no master! My father hired those so-called "bad friends" to teach me all these martial arts.
Under the tutelage of these scoundrels who were proficient in Bajiquan, Xingyiquan, Wing Chun, Twelve Paths Tan Kick, and other martial arts, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was invincible.
Sometimes, Zhang Xuejun wondered if his father, who usually looked mysterious, was the leader of the martial arts world. Otherwise, how could he have more than ten grandmaster-level friends?
Thinking of his parents, Zhang Xuejun's eyes flashed with longing!
Fortunately, he still had two younger brothers and sisters. Otherwise, if he transmigrated, his parents would really become lonely old men with no one to rely on.
However, the longing in Zhang Xuejun's eyes, in Gu Yazhi's eyes, meant that his son missed his master.
The formless brain was the most fatal.
"Son, your master is an expert. Experts are elusive. Don't worry.”
After comforting Zhang Xuejun, Gu Yazhi waved her hand excitedly.
"Haha, my son has made a name for himself. Everyone in the hospital will be rewarded with 100 yuan for tonight's feast!”
As soon as he finished speaking, cheers sounded in the courtyard...
Zhang Xuejun gave his mother a thumbs up.
The notes issued by the Northern Military Government could buy a calf and 500 kilograms of high-quality rice for 100 yuan.
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