Rong Jiaojiao hugged Fu Ya's neck tightly, pressed her little face against hers, and said happily, "Mommy, baby misses Mommy!"

Fu Ya pointed to her heart and said, "Mommy misses Jiao Bao so much here. Where does Jiao Bao miss Mommy?"

Rong Jiaojiao patted her head: "Baby wants it, Guagua wants it!"

Fu Ya was amused by her, and after she had kissed her daughter enough, she asked Qing Xuanzi, "Brother Qing Xuan, when did you arrive?"

Qing Xuanzi replied with a smile, "We just arrived not long ago. We heated the kang (heated brick bed) in the house and went to the kitchen to prepare a meal when you arrived."

"Luckily, I come here every day after get off work, otherwise I would have missed the first thing you did when you got back."

Qing Xuanzi smiled and said, "Then go back and call Lian Hu and the two boys over for dinner. I've prepared some vegetables and steamed buns; they can be heated up and eaten immediately."

Fu Ya shook her head: "No, Brother Qingxuan. Lianhu is on a mission. It's just me and the two kids. I'm too scared to walk alone at night. I'll bring the two boys over tomorrow to keep their sister company."

Knowing that Rong Lianhu wasn't home, he didn't invite them over for dinner again, but instead said, "Wait a moment, I'll heat up some food for you to take home."

"Thank you, Brother Qingxuan. How about I heat it up?"

Fu Ya prepared to leave Rong Jiaojiao behind and go to let Qing Xuanzi cook.

"Don't be shy, you and Jiaobao go play in the inner room, I'll heat it up in a bit."

Qing Xuanzi waved his hand, indicating that Fu Ya did not need help.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Qingxuan!"

"Alright, go out now!"

Fu Ya nodded, picked up her daughter, and turned to leave.

Qing Xuanzi worked quickly and soon heated up the food, packed it for Fu Ya, and said, "Little Fu, you should go back now, it's not safe to be late."

Fu Ya nodded, reluctantly putting Rong Jiaojiao down, and said to her personally, "Jiaobao, Mommy is going home now. I'll bring your brother to play with you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, baby will wait for brother!" Rong Jiaojiao was not sad at all because her mother came and left, which made Fu Ya very depressed.

She pinched her little nose: "Don't you miss your mom even a little bit?"

Rong Jiaojiao patted her chest and said, "Baby, you miss Mommy!"

Fu Ya chuckled and kissed his chubby face again: "Mommy misses Jiaobao too. Okay, Mommy has to go back now, otherwise your brother and the others will be hungry while waiting for Mommy to eat."

She stood up, picked up the food Qing Xuanzi had prepared for her, and quickly turned and left.

When he got home, his two sons were indeed waiting for him to eat.

Everyone rushed out to greet him when he returned. Rong Zhiyuan touched the cloth bag and felt its warmth. He happily whispered, "Mom, did you bring back some delicious food from town again?"

Fu Ya parked the car, turned around, and replied with a smile in a low voice, "I didn't make this. Your Uncle Qingxuan and your sister are back. He heated up the food and had Mom bring it back. Come on in, let's eat while it's hot."

Rong Zhigao closed the door and was delighted to hear that his younger sister had returned. He asked, "Mom, my sister's back. Aren't we going to town for dinner?"

“Your father isn’t here. It’s not safe for us to come back too late after dinner. I’ll take you to town before I go to work tomorrow. You can play with your sister there. I’ll pick you up after I get off work.”

Rong Zhiyuan and Rong Zhigao exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with anticipation for tomorrow.

“Okay, Mom, then we’ll definitely go to town early tomorrow!” Rong Zhiyuan said impatiently.

"Okay, you should finish your meal early and get some rest so you'll have the energy to play with your sister tomorrow."

Fu Ya gently patted her two sons' heads and led them into the house.

The aroma of food filled the room as Fu Ya placed the dishes prepared by Qing Xuanzi on the table.

The two meat dishes made the two children's mouths water.

It's not that they lack manners, but rather that they haven't eaten meat in so long that they can't control their physical cravings.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat, the food is getting cold," Fu Ya urged her two sons.

Rong Zhiyuan and Rong Zhigao quickly ran to the basin, carefully washed their hands, and then ran back to the table to sit down.

They eagerly picked up their chopsticks and began to eat heartily.

Fu Ya sat at the table, watching her two sons eat heartily, a smile spreading across her face.

Although life is tough, having family is the greatest happiness.

The next morning, the two brothers got up early and prepared, waiting for Fu Ya to take them to town.

Fu Ya didn't take them away right away. She said to the two of them, "Don't rush. Your sister hasn't gotten up yet. It's too early to go and disturb her sleep. You two practice your kung fu for a while, and then we'll eat after I've heated up the food."

Having no other choice, the two brothers went to the yard, got into a fighting stance, and started practicing their boxing.

After Fu Ya heated up the food and called them, the two stopped and went back inside to wash their hands and eat.

When they arrived in town, Rong Jiaojiao was still unconscious. Fu Ya told Qing Xuanzi and then hurriedly went to work.

Seeing that Qing Xuanzi wasn't in a hurry, Rong Zhigao begged him to teach him some kung fu. Qing Xuanzi looked at the two children's eager eyes and nodded with a smile: "Alright, today I will teach you how to use internal energy in combination with fist techniques to fight."

Qing Xuanzi walked to the center of the courtyard, assumed a simple horse stance, and spread his hands slightly with his palms facing upwards, as if gathering the surrounding spiritual energy.

He slowly said, "The application of internal energy is not only a manifestation of strength, but also a control over the body and a guidance of internal energy. Today, I will first teach you how to integrate internal energy into your boxing techniques."

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan immediately followed Qing Xuanzi's movements and assumed the same pose.

Qing Xuanzi looked at them and nodded slightly: "Very good. Now, feel the internal energy in your bodies and try to guide it to your arms."

The two children closed their eyes and began to try to feel the internal energy within their bodies.

Rong Zhigao was the first to sense a faint trace of internal energy. He carefully guided it to his arms, but after several attempts, he still couldn't succeed.

Both of them felt embarrassed, as if they were stupid.

Qing Xuanzi noticed their unease and smiled to comfort them, "Don't rush. The application of internal energy requires time and patience to feel. Everyone's body and internal energy react differently. You've only just started practicing, and it's already quite good that you can feel this way."

He walked over to Rong Zhigao, gently took his hand, and said, "Come on, let me help you feel it."

Qing Xuanzi's spiritual power slowly flowed into Rong Zhigao's body, guiding the flow of his internal energy.

Rong Zhigao felt a warm power flowing through his body, and gradually, he could feel the internal energy flowing into his palm more clearly.

"That's it, feel its flow, then guide it to your fists," Qing Xuanzi said, releasing his grip and encouraging him.

Following Qing Xuanzi's instructions, Rong Zhigao tried again. This time, he successfully guided a trace of internal energy to the surface of his fist. Although it was very weak, he could clearly feel that the strength in his arm had increased.