Chapter 36 Isn't Fang Han an orphan?

Hu Hong was terrified as she watched the spiked club about to press down on her shoulder.

At the last moment, she dodged away and said to Gao Wen, "I have bruises on my shoulders, so I can't rub them. Also, my shoulders are very sore and weak. I need to practice my legs today!"

"I've checked. If your legs are strong, your lower back will be supported, which is good for your lower back!"

That's right, she's going to train her legs.

Gao Wen looked at the bruises on Hu Hong's shoulder and nodded, "That's fine." As she spoke, she got up and changed her position, "Lie down and straighten your legs."

"Okay." Hu Hong obediently did as she was told, very happy that she had escaped a disaster.

The next second, Gao Wen placed the spiked club on the back of her calf and began to massage it.

Hu Hong's eyes widened in shock, and she exclaimed in horror, "I meant leg training!"

“Yes, we need to loosen it up first.” Gao Wen pulled her leg back, smiling as she replied, without reducing the pressure in her hands.

"It hurts, it hurts—it hurts—" Hu Hong wanted to cry and kept counting.

She lay on the ground, her upper body writhing in pain, while Gao Wen held her lower body firmly down. Gao Wen's technique was swift, precise, and extremely effective in releasing her tension.

After loosening the calves, move on to the thighs; after loosening one side, move on to the other.

Hu Hong had never been so writhing, like a maggot, at Gao Wen's mercy. In the end, exhausted from the pain, she lay down, covering her eyes with the back of her hand and gasping for breath.

After Gao Wen finished relieving her, he put the spiked club aside and asked her softly, "Do you need a tissue?"

Hu Hong hadn't moved her hand away yet; she just kept shaking her head.

“Releasing your shoulder will hurt a bit more, but your leg is okay. You could bear it yesterday, so it should be even less of a problem today,” Gao Wen said.

Hu Hong whispered, "Mmm."

She is very strong.

"You'll get used to the pain gradually."

Upon hearing Gao Wen's words, Hu Hong immediately removed her hand, her eyes slightly moist as she looked at her, shocked to hear such cruel words from this young girl.

What is she saying? What does "getting used to the pain" mean? Does she mean she has to be treated this cruelly every day?

My life is so hard.

She had never suffered such torture in her entire life!

Gao Wen walked to the side and brought over a chair.

Hu Hong will not think this is a break for herself this time.

The time that followed felt even longer than the first class.

She had never exercised much, so her legs were weak. Training leg strength is more tiring and difficult than training shoulder strength.

Gao Wen, this little girl, becomes exceptionally serious whenever she's in class.

Hu Hong tried to negotiate with her: "Can I practice slowly? I have very low expectations for myself."

“No, you’ve come here and taken my class, so I have to take responsibility for you.” Gao Wen gently placed her hand on her leg. “Push back with all your might.”

"I kicked it."

“You’re slacking off.” Gao Wen looked at Hu Hong expressionlessly, her voice serious. “If you’re slacking off and don’t meet the goal, I’ll extend the class time.”

Hu Hong desperately wanted to go home, but she could only swallow her tears, grit her teeth, and endure the pain.

Her legs began to tremble violently, and she was drenched in sweat.

"You didn't slack off this time, great job!" Gao Wen said, then continued, "Your posture is perfect, keep it up, I'll take a picture of you."

Hu Hong gets excited when it comes to taking photos.

Even when looking at Gao Wen's camera, she tried her best to straighten her back and puff out her chest, a smile still showing on her slightly disheveled face.

"Very good, raise your legs higher."

"Change to another leg."

"Lean back, lengthen your neck, stretch your body to the side, and suck your belly out a little."

......

Given Hu Hong's stamina, she only trained her legs for half an hour before running out of energy.

She lay on the mat, covered in sweat, looking at Gao Wen with a pitiful expression, and trembling slightly.

"Work on your abs, get those six-pack abs, they'll look better in photos." Gao Wen glanced at the time, not wanting to waste the remaining half of the class, she walked over to Hu Hong, "Take a break before we start."

Upon hearing that she could rest, Hu Hong felt even more grateful to the young girl.

Gao Wen began the countdown: "5—4—3—"

Hu Hong: "???"

"2-1-Continue."

"..." She shouldn't have come. Who can let her go home?

......

"get out of class is over."

When Gao Wen said those words, Hu Hong didn't even have the strength to cheer and feel relieved. She felt like she was about to die several times.

She lay sprawled on the mat, her whole being exuding a faint sense of death.

I have no will to live.

There's also a sense of relief that we've made it through.

Gao Wen brought in water and a towel, and looked at Hu Hong softly, asking, "Are you alright?"

Looking at Gao Wen's bright and beautiful face, Hu Hong recalled what had happened in class just now. She turned around with great difficulty and thought that Gao Wen was a beautiful devil.

This little girl is so fierce and strict, she looks so wronged, sob sob sob—

Hu Hong was silent for a while, then, afraid that the girl would be upset, she mumbled, "I'm a little tired, I need to rest for a bit."

“Okay,” Gao Wen handed her a towel and placed the water next to her, then said, “I’ll rub some liniment on it for you, and the bruise will go away quickly.”

Upon hearing this, Hu Hong turned around and saw Gao Wen holding a bottle of liniment.

Her dull eyes suddenly lit up again, and she quickly sat up.

Gao Wen came to her side, poured the liniment into her hands, rubbed it until it was warm, and then placed her fair and delicate hands on Hu Hong's shoulders to massage and rub it on her.

Hu Hong was flattered and sat obediently without moving.

"You have to keep going. After a while, you'll get used to it, and your endurance will increase. It will be this hard, but you'll get used to it, and your physical condition will improve." Gao Wen's voice rang in Hu Hong's ears.

Hu Hong felt that this girl was really nice to her, as if she had been given a magic potion, and completely forgot the solemn oath she had made in her heart during class. She immediately said, "I will come again tomorrow!"

"We'll still meet at six in the morning tomorrow, right?" Gao Wen asked again.

Hu Hong nodded emphatically without hesitation: "Yes!"

"Okay." Gao Wen took out her phone and started working on it in the background. "I've made an appointment for you."

Hu Hong smiled and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

......

Hu Hong felt that the pain had subsided after Gao Wen helped her apply the medicated oil.

This little girl is so kind! So thoughtful!

Touched, Hu Hong immediately asked for another 100 private lessons from Gao Wen when she saw the receptionist arrive.

"Huh?" This startled the young woman at the front desk. "Didn't you just buy a hundred units yesterday?"

“Then I’ll keep it!” Hu Hong said.

Gao Wen happened to come out and heard this, so she quickly stopped Hu Hong and told her to finish first.

Hu Hong felt very sorry about this. When she left, she was very reluctant to part with Gao Wen. She raised her hand, looked at Gao Wen, and waved, saying, "Bye-bye, see you tomorrow."

Gao Wen smiled gently: "See you tomorrow."

*

On her way back, Hu Hong was still immersed in the fact that Gao Wen was a beautiful, responsible, and considerate young woman.

When he got home, Fang Hongming was watering the flowers and plants in the front yard. Next to him was a basket of persimmons he had picked that day, which he was going to make into dried persimmons.

When Fang Hongming saw Hu Hong return, he put down the watering can and said with a smile, "Back from your workout? I cooked some white fungus porridge and steamed some sweet potatoes and corn. You can have some to eat."

Hu Hong sat on the stone bench, in a good mood. "Teaching was very painful and tiring. My clothes were soaked with sweat, but I gritted my teeth and persevered. I didn't back down at all!"

"Impressive," Fang Hongming gave a thumbs up and brought out the porridge, sweet potatoes, and corn. "You went out to exercise so early in the morning. What a healthy lifestyle! You're sure to live to be a hundred."

Fang Hongming began peeling the persimmon as he spoke.

The two persimmon trees in the yard are full of persimmons. We can't eat them all, so it would be a waste. Making them into persimmon cakes will preserve them for longer.

“Of course!” Hu Hong said, sipping her porridge and praising Gao Wen. “That girl is such a good girl. She’s so hardworking. She came before dawn.”

"Young people have it tough!"

“Yes, yes, it’s not easy to settle down here,” Fang Hongming echoed. Like Fang Han, he couldn’t remember how many times Hu Hong had praised him like this.

Hu Hong kept saying that Fang Hongming, besides agreeing, was focused on the persimmons in his hands.

By the way, did he feed the birds in the backyard? And the turtles too? The plants in the backyard also need weeding and fertilizing.

When Hu Hong returned in the morning, she was full of energy. After eating and drinking her fill, she took a nap. When she woke up from her nap, she was in a terrible state.

My abdomen aches, and my shoulders and legs feel weak; even a slight tug could be fatal.

While out buying groceries, Fang Hongming secretly called Fang Han, telling him about the strange phenomena occurring around Hu Hong, expressing his extreme worry.

"When your mother woke up, she couldn't get out of bed. She said her muscles were too sore. She slowly turned over and crawled off the bed like a spider, baring her teeth. I was terrified. She wouldn't let me speak."

"It walks exactly like my pet tortoise, what should I do?"

"I can't squat down properly, and I can't sit up properly either."

"This whole thing is a mess. I told her not to go to class anymore, and she argued with me again and kicked me out."

......

When Fang Han rushed home after get off work, he saw Hu Hong getting up from the sofa.

She lay on the sofa, arms outstretched, and slowly and stiffly crawled down, one leg at a time, the other following slowly. Her movements were very slow and cautious, her head drooping, and she kept making hissing noises.

If you add the Plants vs. Zombies soundtrack at this moment, it gives you the feeling that the apocalypse has arrived and the nascent zombies are evolving.

“…Mom?” Fang Han stood not far away, hesitant to go forward, calling out somewhat hesitantly.

Hu Hong was in so much abdominal pain that her legs were too weak and trembling, so she couldn't stand up and remained squatting on the ground.

Upon hearing Fang Han's voice, she turned her head stiffly, glancing at him sideways little by little.

Fang Han: "......"

Fang Hongming, who was behind him, raised his hand to his forehead when he saw this; it was terrifying.

"Are you alright?" Fang Han asked.

"What could possibly happen to me? I've just gotten used to it. I'll be fine in a few days, and then I'll get used to it! My body will get better and better," Hu Hong said, leaning on the chair, her face contorted in a frown, as she stood up one limb at a time. She snorted coldly and pointed at Fang Han and Fang Hongming, "Do people like you who don't exercise even know what it means to activate muscles?"

Fang Han silently observed her, and after confirming that she hadn't broken any bones, he gradually felt relieved.

After get off work, he would go to the gym, knowing that he would feel sore for a few days after exercising, but it would gradually get better.

At the dinner table, Hu Hong started praising the young girl from the yoga studio again.

"So young, yet so hardworking."

"She's independent, good-looking, considerate, and responsible; she's so good to me."

"They even applied oil to my face and gave me a massage!"

"If I had a daughter, I would definitely be just as considerate."

...

"Yes, yes, I wish I had had a daughter," Fang Hongming put a piece of meat on Hu Hong's plate. "It's okay, there's still a chance. Once Xiao Han gets married and finds a good girl, we'll have a daughter."

"I told him to go meet that girl, but he wouldn't go," Hu Hong snorted heavily. "He's so disobedient!"

Fang Hongming looked at Fang Han: "Why don't you go? Your mother likes it, what if you like it too?"

Fang Han held his bowl, ate his food in small bites, and said calmly without changing his expression, "If I really follow what she says, how many people would I have to meet a week? Would I be able to manage that?"

"You!" Hu Hong glared, utterly furious. "This is different!"

"You said the same thing last time, and it's only been a few days?" Fang Han looked up at her. "Don't worry about my affairs."

Hu Hong: "Isn't it because you're getting on in years and have never been in a relationship? Young girls might look down on you then. How old are you? You're over thirty, young girls won't even look at you anymore!"

"And you don't even exercise! I can endure hardship without your mother. When I exercise, it hurts and I'm exhausted, but I endure it all! None of you do!"

......

After getting off work, Gao Wen ran into Fang Han, who was jogging in the neighborhood.

He was dressed casually, wearing headphones, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead and slightly out of breath.

"Senior, aren't you going to the gym today?" Gao Wen asked.

"No, I went home and ate a bit too much, so I'm going for a run to digest it." Fang Han took off his headphones and followed her towards the apartment building.

Hu Hong's words kept echoing in Fang Han's ears.

He needs to train hard. Gao Wen is very self-disciplined and ambitious. Even his mother is so hardworking. He can't be too comfortable.

"What delicious food are we going to eat when we get home?" Gao Wen asked hesitantly.

"Lamb," Fang Han replied truthfully. "I didn't get to eat it yesterday, but I went back today and had a meal with my parents."

parents?

Gao Wen paused in her action of taking out the access card.

Isn't Fang Han an orphan?

He grew up with four elderly people from a very young age; his life was very hard, perhaps even worse than hers.