Yang Yang had never seen Haitong fight with anyone, but when Haitong kicked the strange uncle who wanted to hug him, he watched and felt that his aunt was very brave at that time.

He nodded, "Uncle, I want to be as good as my aunt, and I want to learn Kung Fu."

Zhan Yin said gently: "Uncle, please ask a master to teach you Kungfu, okay? But learning Kungfu is very tiring, Yang Yang can't cry."

"It's okay to send him to learn Sanda and Taekwondo."

Hai Tong said, "Now there are such training institutions everywhere."

Yang Yang said earnestly: "Uncle, Yang Yang doesn't cry, Yang Yang wants to become powerful, just like my aunt."

Zhan Yin smiled, "Well, Uncle will help you invite a master back to teach you Kung Fu, and it won't affect your going to kindergarten in September."

He said to Haitong again: "What the training institutions learn is just exercise. It takes a long time to learn to be like you, but you can only deal with ordinary gangsters. When you meet really good people, they give you a lift. can put you down."

"My son has a practice field. He invited his master back and taught Yang Yang one-on-one. It's much better than sending him to a training institution. It's just very hard. I don't know if Yang Yang can bear the hardship."

"If you are still ordinary people, it doesn't matter whether you learn kung fu or not. Now... it's better for Yang Yang to learn some kung fu and have the ability to protect himself."

Zhan Yin has always liked Yangyang as a nephew, and also thinks that Yangyang is a talent to be cultivated, thinking that when Yangyang is a little older, he will train Yangyang well.

Now it's just cultivating in advance.

"That's right, just do as you say. Thank you, husband."

Zhan Yin is willing to train Yang Yang into a person with both civil and military skills. Hai Tong is happy for his nephew and expresses his sincere thanks.

Zhan Yin held Yang Yang in one hand, and tapped Haitong's nose with the other hand, and said to her: "I'm usually called Zhan Yin Zhan Yin, and I said to ask Yang Yang a master, so you can call me husband. Yangyang holds more weight in your heart than me, right?"

Hai Tong smiled and said, "It's the same weight, no, you're heavier, you're heavier."

How much is Yangyang, how much is he, of course he is heavier.

How could Zhan Yin not know the meaning of her words, and pampered the tip of her nose again, "I don't know how to eat Yang Yang's flying vinegar."

"That's good. If you want to eat vinegar from a three-year-old, you will have to soak in vinegar every day when we have a baby."

"My own child, I only have a share in the pain, and I will not compete with the baby for favor."

Zhan Yin felt that after having a baby, it was too late for him to love the baby, so he would not compete with the baby for favor.

Of course, he's always been slapped in the face.

Hai Tong chuckled.

He has a strong desire to be exclusive, so it's strange if he doesn't compete with the baby for favor.

After returning to the city center, Zhan Yin sent both sisters Haitong back to Mingyuan Garden, and the old lady already knew about it.

Her old man is waiting in Mingyuan garden.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old lady greeted her. As soon as the door opened, Yang Yang, who was being held by Haitong, was hugged by the old lady.

"Lucky, lucky."

The old lady said repeatedly, and repeated Amitabha several times.

Shang Wuhen's brother and sister also went back to Mingyuan Garden. Shang Wuhen and Zhan Yin, the two big presidents who were at odds with each other, were rarely on the same line in this matter, and they wanted to jointly investigate this matter. JrNovels.com