When Xiaowu heard this, he agreed without hesitation.
Seeing this, everyone stepped back and stood aside, leaving an open space in the middle.
Xiao Wu said, "I'll go get my weapon." Then he ran out.
"This kid, when did he start using weapons?" asked Uncle Xu. He really didn't notice that his son could use weapons. Didn't he always use bare hands before?
Qibao laughed and said, "Second uncle, you don't know how hardworking Little Fifth Brother is. He gets up before dawn and starts practicing his moves when everyone else is still asleep. Little Fifth Brother's weapon is a spear, which he made himself. He said that if he wants to be a general, he must have a weapon that suits him."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Xu thought to himself that he had been busy with the family business and neglected his son.
Xiaowu came back after a while, holding a long spear made of wood, with a conical head made of pig iron on the top.
"Fifth brother, can you call this a gun? It's too shabby, isn't it?" Xiaoliu laughed, holding his stomach.
Xiao Wu glared at Xiao Liu and said, "You know nothing. This was made by your fifth brother, me, myself. I have feelings for it. Don't underestimate it, but I know how to make it shine."
After saying this, Xiao Wu's eyes became extremely serious. He shook the spear in his hand, raised the spear head and shot it straight forward, as if he had used too much force and didn't hold it tightly, and it was about to slip out of his hand...
Just when everyone was exclaiming and thought the gun would be shot at them, the gun suddenly stopped.
Xiao Wu grabbed the end of the spear, steady as a rock, and pulled it back. The spear in Xiao Wu's hand was as agile as a swimming dragon.
With each move, the spear seemed to produce countless shadows, like a dragon emerging from the sea. It was so imposing that the servants present were excited.
"Fifth Young Master is so amazing! This gun seems to come alive in his hand."
"Yeah, he's so handsome. I think the Fifth Young Master's temperament is a little different now than usual..."
The old man also smiled with satisfaction and nodded. Although he didn't quite understand the ins and outs of it, based on Xiaowu's aura at the moment, he could still tell that Xiaowu was very powerful.
After finishing the set, Xiao Wu paused, his serious expression replaced by a smile, and asked, "Grandpa, how is it?"
The old man said: "Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being my grandson, Xu Dashan."
Xiao Wu was even happier when he heard this, and immediately said, "Grandpa, about my joining the army..."
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Wu glanced at Li, afraid that his mother would scold him again.
But this time, Li did not scold or say a word, but just sighed slightly.
Xiaowu's eyes lit up. Is this...his mother giving in?
Li could also tell from the aura that Xiaowu had just exuded how obsessed her son was with martial arts. If she continued to block her son's path, it would be hard to say whether it would be good or bad for her son. Instead of doing that, she decided to let him do what he liked.
"That's great, Mom, I'm here to love you!" Xiaowu was also smart. He ran to Li, hugged his mother and jumped up.
Seeing this, Li laughed helplessly and scolded, "Let go, little brat! With your erratic nature, I doubt whether it's right or wrong to let you go."
Xiao Wu immediately let go and said hastily, "No, Mom, your decision is right, don't change it...!"
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
The old man said, "Since your mother has agreed, I won't stop you. But Xiaowu, grandpa still needs to tell you that when you are out there, you need to listen more and watch more. Don't be rash in doing things. You have your family watching over you at home, but no one is watching over you outside. You should think twice before doing anything."
Xiao Wu nodded and said, "I understand, Grandpa."
The old man didn't say anything else. He knew Xiaowu's character and knew that he had to be truly tempered before he could grow up. It all depended on him.
The happiest person tonight was undoubtedly Xiaowu. His long-awaited wish had finally come true.
Qibao smiled. With her fifth brother's ability, he would have no problem protecting himself, so she had nothing to worry about. She could prepare some things for her fifth brother to take with him, and then she would have nothing to worry about.
The old man said, "Xiaowu has finished his performance. Who of you would like to perform next? Don't be shy. We are all family. Show me everything you have learned."
"Grandpa, can I sing a song for you?" Qibao said with a smile.
The old man laughed and said, "Sure, sure. Grandpa loves to listen to Qibao sing the most."
Mrs. Wang also praised her and said, "My granddaughter's singing voice is so beautiful, and grandma loves to listen to it too."
Everyone looked at Qibao expectantly. The servants in the house had never heard Miss Qi sing, but after hearing what the old man and the old lady said, she must be really beautiful.
Qibao thought for a moment, cleared his throat and began to sing: "I congratulate you on your wealth, I congratulate you on your brilliance, the best please come over, the bad please go away, oh, more courtesy is better, I wish you all smiles, irrigate love with your heart, tomorrow we will be even more powerful, I wish the world's helplessness
Run faster than that black man, produce talents every year, swagger and let luck take care of your misfortunes
Gong Xi Fa Cai, shout it out loud and boldly..."
Everyone clapped their hands to Qibao's rhythm.
Qibao only sang one verse. This was the song that played on speakers in the streets and alleys every New Year in her old world. This was the only verse she knew how to sing...
"Beautiful, beautiful, miss, you sing really well." As soon as Qibao finished singing, Fuqiu clapped her hands in support.
Wang said, "Yes, yes, our Qibao sang beautifully, all auspicious words, but who is this black man? Could he be the one who fell into the mud pit?"
A line of crows flew over Qibao's head and he explained, "Grandma, black people are people who look very dark, but we don't see them here."
Wang understood immediately. If they couldn't see it here, then Master Qibao must not be able to see it. So she didn't ask any more questions and agreed, "That's right, you have to run faster than a black person."
Xu Lao San said, "Qibao, your song is really good. Dad wants to learn it too."
The old man rolled his eyes at him and said, "Forget it. Your voice is even better than Xiao Ba's. If you have time, find something to do instead of thinking about these trivial things."
When Xiao Ba was called, he immediately stood up, walked up to the old man and wagged his tail as if to please him.
The old man patted Xiao Ba's head and said, "Be good, Xiao Ba."
Xu Laosan was speechless. He felt that in his father's mind, his status was not as high as Xiao Ba's. His father's tone when talking to him was never as gentle as when talking to Xiao Ba. Suddenly, he had the illusion that he was not as good as a dog at home...
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