However, the matter of Aunt Qingyun also made Mu Huaixi reflect on himself.
She had hardly taken care of Xiao Huihui, and she had been away for more than a year. Out of guilt, she wanted to take care of Xiao Heping more often. Originally, she thought it was making up to the children, but now it seems that she did owe Xiao Huihui a little.
"Don't let that old man lead you astray," Ying Mingcheng frowned after knowing what she was thinking. "They are both my biological children. There's no such thing as partiality. They were raised this way."
"Besides, Little Gray is the eldest brother. How can he argue with Little Curly over such a small matter?"
Mu Huaixi completely disagreed with his words, "You make it sound simple. Although the child is young, he also understands the relationship between closeness and distance. Otherwise, why is Xiao Hui closer to you?"
These days she was busy with her studies and was pregnant, so Xiao Huihui was basically taken care of by her grandparents. Ying Mingcheng completed six months of training and came back to win back her eldest son's heart with just one move, "Flying High", and he pestered him every day.
"What's wrong with a man sticking to me?" Ying Mingcheng thought to himself, it would be annoying if Xiao Huihui kept sticking to the women at home.
But Mu Huaixi kept frowning, looking really troubled by this matter. He changed his mind and leaned over to say, "You want to get closer to Xiao Huihui, and now is a good opportunity."
"What good opportunity?" Mu Huaixi asked hurriedly.
Ying Mingcheng took her to the backyard, where a bamboo straw man was placed next to the wooden man he used to practice boxing.
"Isn't this the prop I use for acupuncture? How did it get taken out?" Mu Huaixi was stunned. She made this when she first came to Shengjing to study. She put it in the warehouse after using it for half a year. Unexpectedly, apart from some fading, it was well preserved.
Ying Mingcheng walked over and threw a punch at the wooden man, then patted the straw man next to him and said, "Your son has been reading comic books lately and has become obsessed with being a hero."
"Comic book? Hero?" Mu Huaixi thought, can the little rascal understand it?
Little Huihui indeed couldn't read, but he liked looking at the pictures in books and listening to storytelling with Grandpa Ying. He would babble excitedly when he heard fighting and the sound of horse hooves.
Children have the strongest ability to imitate. Little Wu Hui likes martial arts stories and naturally imitates the movements in them. Ying Mingcheng takes him to exercise naturally, but he is still too young, so Ying Mingcheng does not let him exercise too much. He just takes him to run and jump, and regards it as "consuming electricity".
"Then I will train with you in the morning from now on?" Mu Huaixi thought that was what he meant, but with Ying Mingcheng, the "King of Soldiers" father in front of her, what were her fancy moves worth?
Ying Mingcheng smiled mysteriously, "Little Huihui has recently become obsessed with acupressure. Isn't it time for you to step in?"
"Acupressure?" Mu Huaixi blinked. She didn't know how to do that.
"Who says you don't know how? Isn't the first step in acupressure to recognize the major acupuncture points on the body?" Ying Mingcheng reminded her. "Hasn't the acupuncture point song for acupuncture class been improved? Teach your son."
"He can..." Mu Huaixi frowned, but then she thought, she also grew up listening to the "Tangtou Song" on her father's lap, so why can't Xiao Huihui grow up listening to the acupoint song and be influenced by it?
She adjusted herself and felt inexplicably shy. How about starting with the soup song?
Ying Mingcheng had made plans, "When he comes over, you have to put on a show with me to convince my son that you are a master of acupressure."
"Still want to act?" Mu Huaixi widened her eyes. She had no talent for acting!
"Don't be afraid, it's very simple," Ying Mingcheng told her about the play with a smile. It really had the simplicity and roughness of a soldier, but she was still a little nervous.
After a while, Xiao Huihui was brought over by his grandmother. This was the time when he went out to have fun with Ying Mingcheng.
Sure enough, when Xiao Huihui saw his father from afar, his eyes lit up, he leaned forward and stretched out his hands, wishing he could throw himself into his arms immediately.
"......", Mu Huaixi felt a little sad, but it was not the child's fault. Little Huihui was already an extremely caring baby.
"Mommy, mommy," sure enough, after seeing her, Xiao Huihui called her affectionately again, but Ying Mingcheng directly stopped him and picked him up with one hand.
His father had broad shoulders and strong arms, and little Huihui subconsciously showed an admiring expression.
"Don't move," Ying Mingcheng patted his fat butt affectionately. Seeing him shyly protecting his butt, he smiled and poked it again, "Let's go out for a run later. Now watch mommy show you the world's number one acupuncture technique!"
Mu Huaixi was speechless at his childish lines, but Xiao Huihui was obviously very fond of it. She was looking at her with her big, shining eyes, her anticipation overflowing.
"Ahem," Mu Huaixi raised her hand, suppressing her complete shame, and was about to poke her husband, but Ying Mingcheng held her hand and motioned her to demonstrate towards her grandmother first.
"We need to let our little Huihui see it clearly."
Mu Huaixi looked at her grandmother, who was stunned at first, then quickly winked at her to show that she was ready, and her ears turned red.
But she couldn't disappoint her eldest son's expectations. She raised her hand, chuckled twice, took a step forward, and shouted, "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand!"
Grandma Ying was also very cooperative. Before Mu Huaixi got close to her, she deliberately took half a step forward and froze in the posture of taking a step. Her eyes widened in surprise, as if she had really been frozen by acupuncture.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh! Hands!" Little Huihui clumsily imitated her movements and clapped his hands excitedly, not noticing that his father, who was holding him, was winking at his mother.
The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar.
Mu Huaixi had gotten rid of her shyness and "upgraded" her acupoint-pressing technique, poking Ying Mingcheng more gorgeously.
Her husband is even more amazing. Relying on his good health, he just lies back and holds the child in the "Banqiao" posture.
His eyes were also wide open, showing endless surprise.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle", little Huihui was startled by the sudden fall. After finding that his father was also "acupunctured", he strongly requested his mother to give him the same.
Mu Huaixi was a little nervous. If he clicked on Xiao Huihui, wouldn’t the truth be revealed?
Ying Mingcheng curled his lips at her, signaling her to click quickly. Mu Huaixi got the hint, performed the most exaggerated and complicated pre-swing dance, and then clicked on Xiao Huihui's forehead with a "hey ha".
Little Huihui's eyes widened suddenly, like a curious little duck.
His eyes rolled slowly, and he moved his hands slowly, but perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of his grandma and dad, or perhaps he really believed that he had been "acupunctured", and in the end he remained motionless.
From then on, Mu Huaixi, a master of acupoint pressing and the successor of the unique skill of sunflower acupoint pressing, also known as the female hero Mu, appeared out of nowhere!
As for the hope for the future of the martial arts world, the young man Ying Wuhui has added another item to his learning career. In addition to learning opera from his grandmother, watching his grandfather play chess, and learning martial arts from his father, he also has to learn acupressure from his mother.
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