Chapter 38, Learning Martial Arts

   "Man, can you martial arts?"

   Daohua looked at Wang Man'er curiously.

  To be honest, although she has lived in ancient times for 9 years, she is still full of anxiety about ancient life under feudal rule.

  When I was in Yanjiacun before, this kind of uneasiness had not yet appeared. After all, she had space, as long as she stayed in the country, even if she encountered natural disasters, she would not die of starvation.

   However, after arriving in Linyi County, her anxiety intensified.

  In ancient times, it was a society of imperial power and a society of persuasion by the father.

  Here, the freedom and democracy she wants does not exist.

Like her mother, Mrs. Yan family, a virtuous and virtuous person who takes care of the life of a family in a tight and orderly manner. It needs to be good-looking, capable and capable. That’s it, it’s still not enough. To the equal respect and love of the husband.

   Not to mention the little concubine, but also spoil the little concubine’s children, squandering the family business accumulated by the wife's hard work as he pleases and of course.

  During this time, when Mrs. Li was on the board, Daohua would occasionally come over and listen to it. Adding to what she sees and hears at ordinary times, it is easy to infer the actual situation of the Yan family.

  Her father is a county magistrate, but because of his integrity, he hasn’t saved much family business over the years.

  The reason why this home can still be maintained is all because of her mother who brought a generous dowry.

  In Daohua's view, her father is not worthy of her mother.

  The reality is that her mother has to look at her father's face no matter what she does, and is always alive with care, for fear of upsetting her father.

  As long as she thinks that she will marry such a man and live the same life in the future, she feels a little desperate.

  Live again, is she here to experience the oppressive life?

  Don’t want her!

  It's too difficult to get rid of this fate. She doesn't know what to do, but she has to have a good body no matter what she does. If she can do martial arts, it will be more perfect.

  The security in ancient times is not good, and martial arts can not only strengthen the body, but also save oneself in the event of a fall. It is the best of both worlds.

Seeing the girl looking at him eagerly, Wang Man'er nodded and shook his head again.

   Daohua wondered: "Will you be?"

  Wang Man'er: "I know a little, but not much."

Daohua smiled immediately: "It doesn't matter, we don't do anything like heroes, just a little self-protection." After finishing speaking, she looked at Wang Man'er with bright eyes, "Can you teach me martial arts? "

  Wang Man'er nodded: "The girl wants to learn, I am willing to teach, but learning martial arts is very hard."

   Daohua waved her arm and said boldly: "What's the hard work, how can you be a man these years?" After putting down the embroidered purse in his hand, Baba asked, "When do we start?"

  Wang Man'er glanced at the horribly pierced fingers of the rice flower: "It's okay now, does the girl want to learn?"

   Daohua was in the mood, and immediately nodded in agreement.

   Immediately, the two began to learn martial arts enthusiastically.

   "Man, don't you learn martial arts without a horse step?"

   "Man, you teach me to fight as soon as you come up, is that right?"

"Girl, you can rest assured to learn, my father said, a hundred forged into steel, a hundred forged into a knight, a lot of fights, this effort will naturally go up, when one day, the girl can beat me down, there is no need to worry about it. It's covered in sack."

   "Hey, girl, you have a lot of strength!"

  "Girl, you have a good body and strong flexibility. You can actually do the splits, lower your waist, and raise your legs. You are a good seed for martial arts."

   "These are the basic yoga skills." In this life, her physical condition is indeed good, coupled with the conditioning of space and food, the body is even better.

  "Girl, what is yoga? Is it also a martial arts?"

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  The wing of the main courtyard is very large. In the left wing, Mrs. Li directly opened up the three rooms in order to make Daohua live comfortably, which was very empty.

  In the room, Daohua followed Wang Maner's back and forth gestures.

  The two are, one dared to teach, the other dared to learn, and they played very hotly.

Although Daohua was skeptical about Wang Man'er's professionalism, it was cold winter, so she didn't feel too cold during the activities, so she bit her scalp to learn.

  She doesn’t know if she has learned Kung Fu, but her body is becoming more and more flexible.

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  I kept slipping away in Daohua studying, Xue Girl Red, and secretly learning Wushu in private.

  In class, Daohua has always been regular. Even the female red, even with her fingers swollen, can barely embroider some recognizable flowers and animals.

  In a blink of an eye, it entered the twelfth lunar month.

On the day of the Laba Festival, Yan Zhigao took a break because he had rested at Shuangxinyuan the day before and had breakfast in Shuangxinyuan that morning.

  Since it started to snow in November, Mrs. Yan has not allowed everyone to eat at her place, and let everyone eat in her own house to avoid tossing back and forth and catching cold.

  At the dinner table, Yan Zhigao thought that because he was busy resettling refugees during this period, he hadn't been taught a pair of children for a long time, so he came to ask about them in the school with interest.

   "Bin'er, are you still used to it in the county school?"

  The young masters of the Yan family were all arranged by Yan Zhigao to study at the county school. Needless to say, Yan Wenxiu passed the exam last year. He is a man of the county school. The others are not bad.

  Yan Wenbin nodded obediently: "Thank you father for caring, my son is still used to it."

Yan Zhigao took a few questions immediately. Seeing that Yan Wenbin answered well, he was satisfied: "Father is too busy to guide you. If you don't understand anything in the book in the future, ask your elder brother more. "

  Yan Wenbin nodded.

   Yan Zhigao looked at Yan Yishuang again: "Yishuang, how about you, do you understand what Master Qin taught?"

   Yan Yi’s parents leaned close to Yan Zhigao’s side, and said proudly, “Father, I can do what Master Qin taught. She praised me yesterday.”

   Yan Zhigao touched her head affectionately: "Our Yishuang is smart." After speaking, he glanced at Aunt Lin ambiguously, "This is like your mother."

   Aunt Lin gave a shy smile and glared at Yan Zhigao: "Master, don't praise this girl, her tail will be up to the sky tomorrow."

   "Mother, where is my daughter?" Yan Yishuang took Yan Zhigao's arm and sprinkled it for a while.

  Auntie Lin watched her husband and children frolicking with a smile on her face.

   "By the way, how is your big sister's performance in the guest hall?" Yan Zhigao suddenly asked.

  A brief silence appeared in the room.

   Yan Yishuang was a little unhappy that his father mentioned Daohua at this time, and said lightly: "Big sister, she is still the same."

   Yan Zhi Gao condensed his eyebrows: "What the same way?"

  Aunt Lin was afraid that Yan Yishuang could not say anything well, so she took the words: “Since the eldest girl confronted Master Qin last time, she didn’t know what the lady said to Master Qin. After that, Master Qin didn’t talk too much about the big girl.”

  Yan Zhigao frowned: "What is it like, she is a master, and she should be instructing to correct students' mistakes. What does it mean?"

  Yan Yishuang said casually: “I just don’t dare to talk about Big Sister. If I talk too much about Big Sister, I’m afraid my mother will resign her.”

   "Shut up, what nonsense!" Aunt Lin gave Yan Yishuang a stare.

  Yan Yishuang looked aggrieved: "This is the way it is."

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Aunt Lin seemed to want to reprimand Yan Yishuang, but was stopped by Yan Zhigao: "She is still a child, just tell her what you have to say, don't get angry at every turn."

   "Yes!" Aunt Lin answered in a low voice.

  After that, Yan Zhigao sat for a while, then got up and walked towards the old lady’s yard.

  (End of this chapter)