House Dad's Literary Life

Yang Chonggui’s fingers were shaken off, but he had already got the information he wanted. The old man stared at Yang Yi with wide eyes and asked, “Where did you learn this?”

It turned out that when Yang Yi’s strength suddenly increased just now, the old man detected an issue.

However, at this moment, Yang Yi was also wide-eyed, looking at his father with an incredulous expression.

How is it possible?

How could the old man possibly have internal strength?

In his memory, his father was just an ordinary martial artist, practicing fist and foot techniques, and what he taught to the three siblings was just a basic Hung Fist. For more than thirty years, Yang Yi had never seen Yang Chonggui use internal strength, not even once! He didn’t even mention it!

However, this explanation resolved Yang Yi’s doubts. He previously couldn’t understand why his father, despite his old age, still had such great strength! So, it turned out there was an amplification effect from internal strength!

Of course, Yang Yi knew that even in his previous life, people who knew internal strength were rare. It wasn’t something one could learn just by studying. It required extremely high talent, and also inheritance. It was usually not passed on to outsiders. Yang Yi himself had obtained such inheritance only through a fortunate encounter with an old master!

Presumably, there weren’t many masters in this world, and they either remained hidden in the ordinary world or served as bodyguards in high places. Otherwise, the military experts that Yang Yi has seen wouldn’t just be at the level of Shen Xinyu…

Now, the old man had unexpectedly shown such a skill. The person beside him was actually a hidden master? Yang Yi was dumbfounded.

Yang Chonggui turned his head and looked around, then pulled Yang Yi to the back of the ancestral hall to talk.

In the courtyard, Xixi watched with a daze. She couldn’t help but pull her grandmother’s hand and ask, “Grandma, Papa and Grandpa aren’t fighting anymore, right?”

“Well, I don’t know what they’re whispering about. Don’t mind them,” Dong Yue’e said with a smile, “Come, Grandma will take you to see the chickens!”

“Okay!” Xixi immediately became interested.

Dong Yue’e grabbed a handful of grains and came to the courtyard. She called out “peck peck” a few times, and suddenly the courtyard was full of chickens and ducks jumping around. The chickens and ducks that were strolling around everywhere flapped their wings and ran over, twisting and turning.

“Wow! Grandma is so amazing!” Xixi exclaimed, her eyes widening.

Meanwhile, Yang Chonggui was still pressing Yang Yi with questions, his face was serious.

Yang Yi had no choice but to make up a reason: “It’s like this. A few years ago, just after I retired from the army, I was working in a restaurant. I encountered an old beggar with a white beard…”

The reason was a cliché used in the novels of his previous life, but thanks to those clichés, Yang Yi made up a very detailed story, which convinced Yang Chonggui.

Yang Chonggui stroked his beard and said solemnly, “So, it seems you also learned this skill through a fortuitous encounter.”

Yang Yi nodded and couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, how do you also know internal strength? Why have I never seen you use it before? And why didn’t you teach it to us? I am your own son!”

Yang Chonggui sighed, shook his head, and said, “I couldn’t teach it. I made a promise with my master in the past that this skill would be taken to the grave and never passed on to others. Because this is their family’s secret.”

“Although there was war in those years, and there has been no news from their family, they probably faced misfortune. However, a person must keep their word. A true man keeps his promises. I’ve hidden this secret for decades as well,” Yang Chonggui sighed.

Otherwise, why would he have been so serious just now? He thought Yang Yi had secretly learned it from him.

Yang Yi didn’t necessarily want to learn it. He smiled and said, “That’s okay. Anyway, I also learned a set of internal strength techniques, and it might not be worse than yours, Dad!”

“Humph, comparing yourself with your dad? If it were a few decades ago, I could knock you down with one finger! Back then, I…” Yang Chonggui’s words stopped abruptly.

However, Yang Yi didn’t overlook it. He furrowed his brow slightly, suddenly feeling that his old man was indeed a bit mysterious. Reflecting on his memories, it seemed that his past experiences had never been shared with him, Yang Qing, or Yang Huan.