Chapter 9

Chapter 9: The Power of the Punch Grows!

In the blink of an eye, several more months passed, and winter had arrived once again.

Feather-like snowflakes floated down from the sky, covering the entire courtyard in a thick layer of white. It was as if they were standing amidst a world crafted entirely from ice and snow.

Xu Ming, who was now two years and ten months old, stood at the entrance wrapped in a tiger-head embroidered cotton jacket, wearing tiger-head boots. His hands were placed on his hips, and his face glowed with health.

At this point, Xu Ming’s strength had grown to the point where he could lift objects weighing up to four hundred pounds.

As for speed, Xu Ming tested himself by choosing a straight corridor within the Xu Mansion that stretched roughly one hundred meters. Despite his stubby little legs, he managed to run the distance in under fifteen seconds.

For endurance, Xu Ming didn’t notice when his mother wasn’t around, but he ran until he felt out of breath after about five kilometers.

“Ming, why are you lying on the snowy ground? You’ll catch a cold! Get up quickly.”

If her growth stays on track, Qingwan Qin will undoubtedly become a great beauty, perhaps even surpassing her predecessors.

My Ming has no flaws except that he seems a bit too lively, often disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Half an incense stick later, Xu Ming was defeated once more, with the Heavenly Black Goose perched triumphantly atop him, its wings spread wide to declare victory.

Surprisingly, Lady Wang Feng, the First Lady of the Xu Mansion, also arrived, cradling Xuenuo in her arms.

Looking at the goose,

When Lady Qin mentioned making “Winter Plum Cakes,” Xu Ming understood what was happening. Springyan had visited earlier and chatted with Mother, mentioning that someone powerful from the family would soon return from the frontier. This person loved Winter Plum Cakes, and Mother was known for her excellent pastry-making skills.

But remembering what Mother had said before—“Qingwan and Brother Ming have grown up; men and women should not be overly familiar”—Qingwan’s eyes flickered with a hint of disappointment.

Of course, in this high martial world where cultivation exists, Xu Ming felt that his current strength was still insignificant.

“Lady Wang, Lady Chen, let the three children play here. There’s no harm in it. Let’s go to the kitchen and make Winter Plum Cakes,” Lady Qin suggested.

While Mother was away, Xu Ming rushed out and engaged in another wrestling match with the Heavenly Black Goose.

Otherwise, he’d just end up feeding the other side.

“Alright, then let’s have a snowball fight!” Xu Ming nodded.

The goose even flapped its wings against Xu Ming’s head as if saying, “Little brother, do you still dare challenge your big sister?”

Finally, Qingwan threw a decent snowball, but Xu Ming decided not to dodge, allowing it to hit his chest.

“Klo-klo-klo”

Qingwan wanted to kiss Xu Ming on the cheek again.

Noticing Xu Ming, the Heavenly Black Goose, which looked no different from any ordinary swan, raised its neck even higher and puffed out its chest with its wings, as if declaring, “Younger brother, am I not mighty?”

A small snowball arced through the air but missed Xu Ming entirely.

Xu Ming also formed a snowball, carefully controlling his strength before throwing it. He intentionally aimed off-target, letting it graze past Qingwan’s shoulder.

It knows well who the true master of the household is.

His courtyard was small, without any ponds or dangerous spots, so it was relatively safe.

Lady Wang Feng nodded as well, telling her daughter to stay close and not wander far before setting her down. Together with the others, she headed toward the small kitchen in the courtyard.

Why does Sister Qingwan like Xu Ming so much?

This was utterly humiliating!

“Ming…”

In the end, Qingwan gave up on throwing snowballs altogether and instead charged directly at Xu Ming, tackling him onto the snowy ground.

Qingwan giggled as she rubbed herself against Xu Ming.

Chun Yan hadn’t expected that after being gone for less than half an hour, the child would wake up and crawl onto the snowy ground.

Qingwan ran a short distance away on her stubby legs, crouched down, and formed a small snowball. With a shout of “Hey-soo,” she hurled it toward Xu Ming.

However, her eyes soon sparkled with excitement again.

Still, he couldn’t even defeat that Heavenly Black Goose!

Xuenuo turned her head away with a humph.

Neither side managed to hit the other despite their attempts.

The real ruler of this home remains clear to it.

On snowy days, the Heavenly Black Goose strutted proudly around the courtyard with its long neck held high, its wings spread wide, as if patrolling its territory.

“Ming-brother~ Let’s have a snowball fight~~” Qingwan tugged at Xu Ming’s hand, her eyes brimming with anticipation.

“Yes!” Qingwan cheered happily, “Snowball fight, snowball fight~~”

Before long, Xu Ming saw his mother and Lady Qin carrying Qingwan enter the yard.

Just as Xu Ming prepared to engage in another fierce battle with the goose, his mother’s voice called out from outside the courtyard.

Humiliation!

Xuenuo, nestled in her mother’s arms, watched as Qingwan ran excitedly toward Xu Ming, stopping suddenly in front of him with wide, blinking eyes.

“Ming-brother~~~”

Xu Ming retaliated by grabbing a snowball and throwing it at Qingwan’s shoulder.

His fists grew stronger!

Xu Ming noticed that Qingwan’s throws were getting closer.

Overall, at two years and nine months old, Xu Ming felt his physical abilities far exceeded those of an average adult male.

They continued their clumsy sparring.

So it must be specially made for the returning family member.

“Ming-brother, can you kiss me?” Qingwan asked hopefully.

“Why?” Xu Ming blinked.

Qingwan blinked her large eyes: “Because Mother doesn’t let me kiss Ming-brother anymore, but if Ming-brother kisses me, it’s like I’m kissing him back~”

The Heavenly Black Goose immediately jumped off Xu Ming and waddled away.