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Chapter 36: People are on their own(2/2)

It will not consume more, this is what it should be. After all, it is considered a boxing technique of the same level. If you practice it to the top, you can also practice it to the level of a master of boxing.

It will not reduce consumption, nor is it incomprehensible.

Anyway, there are two types of boxing techniques, with completely different techniques, and the muscles and bones they practice do not belong to the same place.

Therefore, the consumption will not decrease. In other words, the amount of reduction is not enough to reflect the reputation point.

...

The drizzle in March is drizzling.

The road was full of mud.

Yang Lin was barefoot, rolled up his trousers, and his clothes had seven or eight patches, which were washed off and bleached.

His hair was as thin as a flying bun, wet by the rain, and it was messy on his face, so he couldn't see his pretty face clearly.

He raised his right hand and could see that there were cut marks on his arms.

This is not suicide or something.

It is because of years of hard work, the arms are bumped and touched, and the traces are scratched by thatched thorns.

The fingers are covered with scars not fully grown.

To put it bluntly, this is the hands of a poor person.

Do any work.

At the same time, he also learned that his current name is Zhou Hongyi.

The name is very good.

That was my mother who starved to death. She saved up the wages she earned for washing clothes for her man-made clothes for two months and handed them over to the old master in the village to get a good name.

I heard from her that anything can be almost the same, but this name cannot be bad.

Maybe in the future, I will be able to achieve success by relying on my name to glorify my ancestors.

However, I didn't wait for this day.

That winter was particularly cold, and it happened that Japanese pirates plundered the border, and there was a panic everywhere, and no family had any surplus food.

So she starved to death.

And Zhou Hongyi did not become rich...

This body is now sixteen years old.
Chapter completed!
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