Wei He took his second sister to detour and came back to Huishanquan's yard from another slightly further route.

Early in the morning, there were bursts of shouts of practicing strength in the yard.

Wei He stepped forward and knocked on the door and announced his name.

"Here you come." Soon, the thick wooden door slowly opened.

A big man with a numb face looked at Wei He, then turned his head and glanced at Wei Ying. His originally lazy look quickly became enthusiastic.

"Come on, the master is already drinking tea. You are the junior brother Wei He, it's not bad. My name is Cheng Shaojiu, and I'm ranked third in this place! Just call me the third brother."

The man with a thorny face introduced himself in a harmonious manner, but his eyes unconsciously kept floating towards Wei Ying.

Wei He laughed in his heart. This person who practices martial arts has enough qi and blood and strong androgens. This phenomenon will always occur when encountering beautiful women.

He didn't care and walked in with his second sister who was a little reserved and scared.

"Senior Brother Third, I'll go to see the master first, and then let's talk." He said sincerely.

"Okay!" Cheng Shaojiu responded with a smile.

As soon as Wei Ying entered the door, she immediately attracted a lot of attention from the man who was practicing her strength.

Wei He and his second sister came to the teacher, Old Man Zheng, and bent down to bow.

"Master Zheng, I'm bringing my sister here. What work do you have to arrange?" Wei He said.

Old Man Zheng glanced at Wei Ying, but there was no strange look in his eyes. He just felt that he was honest and decent, so he nodded.

"Speak first, wages or something else, you can say you don't have to?"

"Yes, we said it ourselves." Wei He quickly responded.

"That's fine. From today on, you will practice boxing here. Your sister is responsible for cleaning, cooking and washing clothes. Is it okay?

However, the tuition you paid is only enough for you to study for one year, and you have to renew it later, do you know?"

Old Man Zheng swept his little eyes up and down, and said coldly.

"Disciple knows." Wei He nodded.

"Of course, if you have good qualifications and have practiced everything you teach you, I will continue to teach you later, as long as it is within this year, it will be fine."

Old Man Zheng waved his hand and asked a hired middle-aged woman to come and take Wei Ying to recognize her way and live.

Then he stood up and circled around Wei He who was standing.

"Hold on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and pinched it, just pressing it on a rib under Wei He's armpit.

Hmm!

Wei He's whole body was numb, and half of his body almost lost consciousness.

"It's okay." Old Man Zheng nodded, "It's not bad either. Although he is a little older, he can still practice the early kung fu."

"Yes." Wei He quickly responded. "It depends on the master."

Old Man Zheng saw that he had a good attitude from beginning to end, and brought him a free hired labor force, and he felt better.

"Well, you just started today, I will tell you what you practice martial arts. Why are we better than ordinary people and able to fight?"

Wei He immediately showed a look of scrutiny.

It seemed that because Wei He was literate, Old Man Zheng walked around, walked back to the backrest chair and sat down, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip of tea.

The few next to them seemed to be new to them, and they followed them to show their interest.

Old Man Zheng cleared his throat, coughed a few times, and opened his mouth.
Chapter completed!