Auntie Went Down To Raise Her Cubs, But She Was a Sensation!

He lowered his head and wrote down a training form, and took a picture of it directly to Lin Qiang: "Follow it, it must be rain or shine."

Lin Qiang took it over and took a look. He had to get up at 5:30 and run for five kilometers. After breakfast, he would leapfrog, drag tires, turn over two-meter-high obstacles, climb mud, jump deep ditch, etc...

…………? ? ? This, is this an exercise table? ? This, this is the military training form, right? ? ?

Lin Pangpang was stunned again, while Lin Jian had already walked away with a smile: "Housekeeper, take Master Sun back to his room to rest."

"Master Sun, this way please." Lin Qiang could only leave with the butler. At night, he quietly turned on his mobile phone to open his live broadcast room, showed his training form and sighed: "My aunt gave it to me, hey, I can train with this." Is it kung fu? Will it become a soldier??"

The live broadcast room was still as quiet as ever. It was his only consolation to play the live broadcast at Lin’s house. After all, he didn’t even have a computer in his room, only an old mobile phone. Hundreds, not to mention leaving a message, it's even less pitiful.

Looking at the deserted live broadcast room, Lin Pangpang talked to himself about the recent situation, and when he saw that there was still no one, he logged off the live broadcast and fell asleep under the quilt.

He still believed in his little aunt, and he also believed that he would become stronger. He would become like his little aunt, KO two bodyguards in minutes, and fly up to the second floor without any effort, and then, then...

In a daze, Lin Qiang fell asleep, and he had a dream, in which was the dazzling back of his little aunt, just like what he saw at the door of Lin's house, dazzling and radiant.

"Sleeping?" Lin Jian asked the housekeeper.

Uncle Zhong nodded: "Go back to the eldest lady and go to bed, but I'm afraid Young Master Sun can't live here all the time, it's too far away, it's inconvenient to go to and from school after the holiday."

Ah, that's right, we still need to study in this age.

Lin Jian rubbed her temples: "Go find a house, around No.7 Middle School, preferably within three minutes' walk to the school."

"Yes, miss."

"Also enroll me. This little fat man is my first apprentice. I have to teach him well."

Uncle Zhong smiled kindly: "Master's things, are you going to give him?"

Lin Jian thought for a while: "It depends on his ability."

The old man's cup of justice involves the entire Xuanmen, and the successor will also gain great power, so as to stand on the pinnacle of life, become a world-class strongman, reach the height of tens of thousands of bosses bowing their heads and proclaiming their ministers, and those who are incompetent will definitely not be able to inherit it.

The old man wanted to give this cup to her, but she didn't care about these things. She only promised the old man to be a guardian and guard the heir until the heir reached the peak!

"By the way, the vegetables I planted will be cooked for my grandson tomorrow, which will help him exercise."

"Yes, but miss, your nephews and nephews all said they wanted to pay a visit when they knew you were going down the mountain."

Her nephews? ?

Lin Jian was a little speechless: "Let them not have to come, they are all a bunch of old guys, if they die on the road, I won't be able to explain it clearly."

Uncle Zhong was amused, and nodded with a smile: "I will reply one by one." As the phone rang, Uncle Zhong glanced at it, and said helplessly: "Yan Zongchen, Mr. Yan, it's been a day."

"Forget it, give it to me." Lin Jian reluctantly took the phone. Yan Zongchen is the most persistent among these old guys, so let's pick it up, but she won't meet these people.

When the phone was connected, the excited voice of the old man really came over: "Little Martial Uncle!! I am Yan Zongchen, Junior Martial Uncle! Why didn't you notify me when you went down the mountain!!" The voice on the other side of the phone was old but extremely excited: "Little Master! Martial Uncle, tomorrow I will cleanse my little Martial Uncle in the Yanxi Building!!"

"No, you are old, and I haven't settled down here yet." Yan Zongchen is the disciple of his adoptive father, and he has met him several times on the mountain.

Yan Zongchen smiled, and said cautiously: "Well, I asked my grandson to pick you up at night, this... did you miss it??"

Lin Jian froze for a moment, remembering the handsome face that he had glimpsed.

It's him? The one with the breath of death? He is Yan Zongchen's grandson, not following him, but coming to pick him up?

After clearing all this up, Lin Jian was too embarrassed, what should she do? You almost killed your grandson in a car accident by yourself? ?

Thinking of the blood left on someone's head, Lin Jian took a deep breath and felt more and more guilty. This misunderstanding seemed to need to be remedied.