NFBE Chapter 327 Running Xiao Ning
Chapter 327 Running Xiao Ning
"Master be careful."
"Don't worry, he won't find out this time."
As soon as Song An Ning finished saying this, she was slapped in the face. Now she was just a little bug, crawling in through the crack of the window. As soon as she entered the house, Ali immediately noticed something unusual.
The woman who had been boasting just now had fainted. Ali also disappeared into the room.
"..."
"That stinky Ali! How alert is he? He even has to be on guard against the scent of insects!"
It smells so good, it seems they failed again this time.
Seeing that Song An Ning and Xiang Xiang were motionless, Old Man Pan thought something had happened and asked anxiously in the living creature grid.
"What's the matter? You're not talking?
"Little Aning, are you okay? Don't let Ali catch you!"
"Don't shout, you failed in your mission and you hid as soon as you arrived at Ali."
Old Man Pan: ...
After sensing danger twice in a row, Manager Zhao disappeared. Song Anning guessed that he would leave this place or hide in a more secret stronghold.
The person was right in front of her, but she just couldn't catch him. This regret was like having a pile of gold in front of her, but when she reached out to pick it up, she found it was all a dream.
"Forget it, let's go home."
Song An Ning was not in the mood, so she used the teleportation card and in the blink of an eye they were back to Old Man Pan's courtyard.
The rain was drizzling, and after releasing Old Man Pan from the living creature cage, the two sighed in disappointment.
"Don't worry, Aning. This kid seems to have paranoia and has to sleep with one eye open.
If he were so easy to catch, I would have caught him long ago, and I wouldn't have traveled so long south and returned with injuries."
“It’s okay, I used a location card on him, I’ll just harass him if I have nothing to do.
Even if we can't catch him, we won't let him have an easy time. Living in fear is the worst kind of suffering."
“It’s good that you think so. I’ve been battling wits and courage with this kid for years. There’s no need to rush.
Now he is in the light and we are in the dark. With me guarding Half Moon Village, nothing will happen. The little doll's martial arts skills are also not bad.
The bottom line is, I'm old, and my physical strength and energy are a bit lacking.
This time I came here just in time to teach you martial arts. Aning, you must be more diligent, let's work hard together."
"it is good."
After coming back, Song An Ning no longer thought about this matter. A few days ago, when he was learning martial arts in the space, he would mark down any difficult ones in the book.
It's getting late, and Old Man Pan is tired from the journey, so let him get some sleep. I'll bring these back tomorrow morning and ask him for his answers.
It rained all night. Song Anning watched two videos of her parents and fell asleep happily while holding her phone.
Now the family is much better. Her parents know that she is not dead and no longer live in a daze like before.
Two days ago, they went to different gold shops in other cities and sold two small gold bars to replace the old appliances at home. They also bought a lot of ingredients and made a lot of different dishes for Song Anning.
The next morning, Song An Ning got up and went to the space to collect some vegetables, fed the two kittens, and found Old Man Pan with the martial arts secret book.
He happened to be practicing sword in the yard, and the two of them were in perfect harmony, and neither of them mentioned what happened last night.
Old Man Pan took Song Anning's book, looked carefully at the marked areas, and pointed out her problems directly.
"This is what happens when your basic skills are too poor. You said before that you took a physical fitness pill, but this body hasn't been well trained after all. The bones and muscles are far behind those of a real martial artist.
Don't be in a hurry, put this aside for now.
Only after the foundation is laid can tall buildings be built.
From now on, when you wake up in the morning, run around the village for more than ten times. Not only you kids, but also the little ones.
The weather is nice today, let’s get started now.”
"..."
Song Anning scratched her hair a little embarrassedly. She was a little too impatient.
Since Old Man Pan pointed out the problem, of course she had to listen. The experience of the predecessors was invaluable, and she would never feel superior just because she had space.
“Just run three laps on the first day, and then add one lap every day.
When you can run more than ten laps without feeling tired, you can add some other things. First, do the basics well. Go ahead, little Aning, I'm rooting for you."
"Make sure you complete the task. I'll pick up those little ones and run now."
Song Anning jogged out of the courtyard. It had rained all night, and the paths through the fields were a bit muddy, so she needed to be extremely careful to avoid falling.
She ran all the way to her second uncle's house, her second grandfather's house, and her own children, with more and more little ones following her.
When the adults in the family heard that it was Old Man Pan who ordered them to run, they went into the house, grabbed the children from their beds, and quickly dressed them, leaving no one behind.
"Sister Aning, I can't run anymore."
"Sister, I'm hungry! Can I eat first before running?"
"Sister Ning, please run slower!"
The little one behind him kept chattering. Song Anning turned around and said with a bit of evil:
"You're still not tired even though you're talking so loudly! Do you want to do another round?"
"Ah, no! We won't talk anymore!"
"That's about right, keep breathing steady, two steps out, two steps in.
Slightly move your upper body forward..."
Under Song Anning's guidance, the children's running posture became standardized.
Banyue Village is quite large, and after each lap, Song Anning would slow down slightly as a short rest.
Along the way, they met many people at the foot of the mountain by the river. The villagers were very puzzled. What were the Song children doing so early in the morning?
Two women who went up the mountain to pick mushrooms couldn't help but shout at Song Anning:
"Aning, what are you doing? Look how tired little Ayue is, she's almost collapsed.
Did you do something wrong, so Uncle Dashan punished you by making you run?"
"No, Auntie, we are learning martial arts from Mr. Pan. Our foundation is too poor, so we ran around the village a few times."
"Is that so? Then run away. Auntie won't keep you any longer."
The wind blew gently past her ears, and Song An Ning could only hear the sound of the wind and her own heartbeat.
I don’t feel so tired when climbing mountains on weekdays, but now I find it a bit difficult to run on flat ground.
It can be seen that I have been playing too badly in recent times. If I didn’t have the physical fitness pill, I don’t know what I would be like.
Fortunately, the children in the mountains have been working since they were young, and going up mountains and down rivers is no problem for them. After three rounds, beads of sweat appeared on the children's heads. They pinched their waists with their hands and gasped under the big banyan tree, but none of them fell behind.
"Don't sit down, I'll teach you how to stretch your arms and massage your legs.
Wait until your heartbeat slows down, then go home and sip some water."
"Okay, sister, we'll all remember it!"
It was sunny for three consecutive days. Every day at the hour of Mao, the children of the Song family got up, put on their clothes, and ran in circles behind Song An Ning.
When many people in the village heard that it was Mr. Pan who gave the order, they pulled their children out of their beds and ran with him.
The team continued to grow, the children chased each other, and the villagers stood at the entrance of the village watching with satisfaction, feeling that life was more comfortable than ever before.
One day, Song An Ning came home after running. Just as she was about to carry some water into the house to take a bath, she saw her grandparents standing at the door, frowning and looking at the sky.
"Grandpa, the weather is nice today. What are you looking at?"