Since we are back to Tong Dayong's hometown, we must go to his house first. Besides, it's almost time for dinner. Since Tong Dayong's adoptive parents have prepared dinner, everyone has to go to his house first.

The group reluctantly walked out of the ancient city and took a minibus to Tong Dayong's house on the roadside not far away.

More than half an hour later, the minibus arrived in Sana Town. After getting off the bus, Tong Dayong and Chen Lan led everyone to their homes.

On the way, everyone saw many people wearing Bai people's costumes. Amei asked curiously: "Tong Dayong, Xiao Lan, the book says that there are many Bai people in Dali. Are you two Bai people?"

"I'm not, but Xiaolan is." Tong Dayong replied.

"Why aren't you?" Amei asked again.

"Our family moved from another place, so now I don't even know where my grandparents are. Xiaolan's family is a local and has grown up in this place for generations, so naturally they are Bai people."

As you can see, the houses of Bai people are very distinctive. Most of them are two-story buildings with tile roofs and double eaves in front. The walls, door heads, window heads, eaves and other parts are almost decorated with stones engraved with geometric lines and tricky patterns. The walls are painted with lime powder, and basically they are white walls and green tiles, which look dazzling.

Such a house image, coupled with blue sky and white clouds, is simply beautiful.

"With such a beautiful hometown, why do you have to travel far? Wouldn't you be here well?" Ayun said.

Chen Lan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you come to play occasionally, and you think it's quite romantic, right? You won't feel it after spending a long time."

"I grew up in Yunnan, I am also from Yunnan!" said Ajie, who was always led by Ayun.

Looking at Ajie's serious look, everyone laughed. Tong Dayong picked him up and said in Yunnan dialect: "You kid really treat yourself as an Yunnan native? The place where you grew up was hundreds of kilometers away from the branch!"

Before we knew it, everyone arrived at the door of Tong Dayong's house. To be precise, it was Chen Lan's house. Because Tong Dayong's house was next to Chen Lan's house, the bungalow with 50 or 60 square meters in and out was next to Chen Lan's house, and the iron lock on the wooden door was rusted.

When he heard that everyone had arrived at the door of his house, Wu Changlan went out to greet him. Then Chen Lan's father Chen Jian also walked out. He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a long face, a high hairline, and a pair of black-framed glasses.

Chen Lan took the initiative to introduce this group of people to her parents, and Tong Dayong stood beside her to help supplement.

Then, Chen Jian turned his eyes to Tong Dayong and patted his shoulder with a smile, "Boy, he is still so strong!"

"Dad, you seem to have lost weight." Tong Dayong said.

"It's better to lose weight, it's hard to buy weight when you're old, haha!" Chen Jian said with a smile.

There is a total of open space at the entrance of Chen Lan and Tong Dayong's house, with dozens of square meters, and a low wall built with stones, making it a very beautiful yard.

Everyone brought stools to the yard to sit down, feeling the beautiful rural scenery in the evening of the plateau.

Chen Lan and Gu Manling went into the house to help Wu Changlan cook dinner, and the others were sitting in the yard. A Dian found a pair of stone locks in one corner of the yard, one weighing an estimated 50 or 60 kilograms. He guessed that it should be the equipment that Tong Dayong used to practice martial arts.

He walked over, bent down and lifted the pair of stone locks, held them high above his head, then put them down and lifted them up, and lifted them five or six times repeatedly.

"This old brother Guang has practiced it!" Teacher Chen Jian sighed. You know, most people can only lift this pair of stone locks. It is not easy to lift them up five or six times in a row.

Liu Qing said: "Teacher Chen, our brother Ding is also a martial arts practitioner. It is said that his kung fu is comparable to Brother Dayong."

Teacher Chen nodded and said, "It can be seen that this skill cannot be practiced in a day or two."

Liu Qing, who has always liked the excitement, said to everyone: "I have a suggestion. Let's let Brother Dian compete with Brother Dayong today, okay?"

Xu Bingbing was the first to clap her hands and said, "Okay!"

Amei knew that Tong Dayong was very skilled and had personally seen him running to chase the thief. When she heard Liu Qing’s suggestion, she also said: “This proposal is good. For the New Year, you two will perform for us!”

Tong Dayong glanced at A Dian. When they were in prison, they often had a conversation, but since they were released from prison, everyone was busy with their careers and had never practiced well.

"Do you want to fight? Ah Dian." Tong Dayong asked.

A Dian just raised a few stone locks, and his blood was still boiling freely. He said without hesitation: "Come on, who is afraid of whom?"

So everyone moved the stool to the corner and stood far away. Xu Bingbing said, "I'll go to my bag to get the camera!"

As he said that, he ran into the room, took out the camera from his backpack, turned on the switch, held it in his hand and walked out, pointing the lens at Tong Dayong and Zeng Youdian who were standing in the center of the yard.

When Chen Lan and Gu Manling heard that there was a war competition outside, they both put down their work and ran out, looking forward to the showdown between these two martial arts masters.

Tong Dayong and A Dian took off their coats and put them aside. They moved their legs and feet first, then opened up the formation and prepared to start the war.

Among these audiences, the most excited one must be the seven-year-old Ajie. He shouted with joy: "The show is going on. Dad, Uncle Dayong, you all have to use real skills. Don't let everyone down!"

"What kind of kid is this? Are you happy to have to beat someone down?" Liu Qing said to Ajie.

Xu Bingbing held up the camera and waved to Liu Qing, "Liu Qing, come here."

"What are you doing? Am I going to record?"

"No, you can be the host for me and read an opening remark."

"Host? Opening remarks?"

"Yes, do you understand like the host at the martial arts competition?"

"I understand, understand!"

After Liu Qing finished speaking, he looked for props everywhere, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything that looked like a microphone. He had to take the drink bottle in Ajie's hand, brew it in his mouth, and then said to Xu Bingbing: "It's okay to start."

Xu Bingbing shouted to the front of the camera: "Okay, the competition below has officially begun. Host, two contestants, please pay attention, 3, 2, 1, action!"

Holding the drink bottle in his hand, Liu Qing said to the camera: "Hello everyone, everyone, today we held a unique competition in Dali, Yunnan, the hometown of Mr. Tong Dayong and Miss Chen Lan. Party A of this competition is our landlord Mr. Tong Dayong, and Party B is a martial artsman from Jiangmen, Guangdong, which is also extremely beautiful. Mr. Dian!

"Because both sides are martial arts masters, and the competition itself is a dangerous activity, the host solemnly declares here: Well... because of the danger, life-threatening, especially in front of all the audience, the two martial arts contestants are responsible for their own life and death, and all the consequences have nothing to do with others! Well, after an advertisement, the exciting competition will begin soon!"

Then, Liu Qing left the camera, and Xu Bingbing couldn't help but push the camera towards Tong Dayong and A Dian.
Chapter completed!