Asked: "Have you learned martial arts from Mr. Wu? What did he teach you? What did your curator say? Did everyone follow suit?"
Huo Nian shook his head: "There are only eight people learning from Mr. Wu. At first, I was the only one. Later, the number of people gradually increased, and within two days, there were fewer. Now there are only eight people left."
Well, this Boya Book School has been open for 20 or 30 years, but I have never heard of it teaching martial arts. Why is it suddenly offering martial arts classes?
"Didn't the curator say that there would be more repairs?"
Huo Nian shook his head: "The curator didn't say anything."
Huo Xi asked him some more questions and found out that he was still in the squatting stage. After thinking for a while, he decided to go to the book school with Nian'er tomorrow.
Seeing that he was now in a cheerful mood, he asked him again: "Can it be good for me to have a younger brother?"
"Okay. Let him accompany his parents for Nian'er. Nian'er doesn't want his parents to be alone."
"What a good boy. Will you love him?"
Huo Nian nodded vigorously: "Yes, Nian'er will take good care of him, teach him to read, practice martial arts, and teach him how to swim and fish..."
Yang covered her mouth at the door and left quietly. When she returned to the room, she shed tears.
The next day, Yang and Huo Xi sent Huo Nian to the school together.
"Mom, please go back. I'll just send you in. I can also find out about Nian'er's martial arts practice."
Yang nodded: "Then Nian'er needs to be obedient, you know. I'll pick you up next time."
Huo Nian nodded: "Mom, Nian'er is obedient." He waved to Yang and happily took his sister's hand into the school.
Huo Xi met Mr. Zhao in the book school and saw that he was dressed in a smart military uniform. The director introduced that he was still serving in the military, but he only came to teach for an hour every morning and evening.
The book school does not accept extra tuition from children, and the book school has its own responsibilities.
Huo Xi saw that there were several children of the book school teacher inside, and thought that maybe the book school had invited them to open a small stove for their children. Maybe Huo Nian had good qualifications and missed them?
I watched for a while and saw that Mr. Zhao was teaching a group of children in a very systematic way. The children were laughing and joking. They were very presentable and did not complain. I nodded secretly in my heart.
It would be a good thing for Nian'er to learn more skills as he has many skills.
I thanked the curator and left the school. I went to find Zhuangzi again.
As for the Yang family, they had been holding back their words, so they went to the ferry to look for Huo Erhuai, and told Huo Erhuai what they heard about the two siblings last night.
Huo Erhuai didn't speak for a long time.
Quite emotional: "I didn't expect that we were just kind-hearted at the beginning, but we actually raised two good children who treat us as their own parents."
He glanced at Yang's belly: "If we can't feed this child in the future, we won't have any regrets. We have Xi'er and Nian'er, and they will be filial to us."
"Of course. I know the children I raised. They love us."
"Yeah." Huo Erhuai nodded.
"If we hadn't picked them up, we wouldn't be able to live the good life we have now. As the master in the temple told me, everything is cause and effect. If we raise them, we will have good luck and blessings."
Yang nodded: "We can't help the child. It's not easy for Xi'er to do business in the city. Let's collect more shrimps and crabs this time and prepare some river fresh food for Xi'er to give as gifts, so that she can go smoothly. some."
"Okay, I'll collect the shrimps and crabs right now."
"I'll go with you."
Huo Erhuai was a little worried: "My dear, you should go back to Qionghua Lane. Didn't Xi'er not let you go with the boat?"
"I've been here for a long time. I'll take some shrimps and crabs back to make them. I won't come out with you next time."
"That's okay. You can stay at home next time. I can do it alone." Huo Erhuai said, then he raised the oar board and rowed the boat out of the ferry.
Mu Yan, on the other hand, was looking forward to his birthday gift every day, and several times he couldn't help but want Kun Si to go to the blacksmith shop to see what was going on. He didn't know if the little liar was cheating him. But in the end he held himself back.
It was not until this day that he finally received the message from the little liar and asked him to talk.
Mu Yan was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He proudly went to Mochou Lake.
He glanced at the box Huo Xi pushed to him: "What is it?"
"You'll know after you open it and see for yourself." I had to ask her.
Without raising her head, Huo Xi ate the melons and fruits with a fork. I heard that these extremely expensive honeydew melons were shipped all the way from other places. She now had a little money, but many fruits were not something she could eat if she wanted to.
Eatable.
In addition to having money, you also need to have connections and power.
In this era when people are divided into noble and inferior, it is really inconvenient to do anything, and she will vomit to death. Fortunately, she is a good citizen. If she joins the lowly class, she may have to die again.
Mu Yan couldn't bear to see her eating like that.
"I'll let you take them away in a while, and I'll give you two as a gift." Mu Yan said calmly.
Huo Xi puffed up her cheeks and looked at him. She couldn't help but look at the fruits on the table. She was overjoyed and said, "This is what you said."
He put down his fork and didn't intend to eat it. He took it back to Nian'er and his parents and uncle to eat.
Especially my mother, she has a bad mouth these days and can't eat anything.
Mu Yan ignored her, opened the box, and was stunned, what is this?
A bag made of silk cotton. Inside is a piece of fine iron carved into the shape of a bamboo knot, one and a half palms long. The fine iron is rolled up with bamboo silk? It is tied with silk thread, and there are also tassels hanging on it?
"You unfold it."
Mu Yan untied the silk thread according to his words, and the rolled bamboo silk spread out, revealing a circular shape one and a half palms wide, like the surface of a bamboo silk fan.
The bamboo filaments are split very finely, and there are patterns of pine, bamboo and stubborn rocks on them. They are very elegant, but once you let go, they fall softly.
"What is this?" It looks too soft to hold up, but the workmanship is quite exquisite.
"You turn it around."
Mu Yan followed his words and turned the bamboo silk at half an angle... Hey, it actually unfolded.
It turned out to be a bamboo fan. I fanned my face twice, um, it was quite cool.
After another twist, the bamboo silk has different warp and weft, and softens again, turning into a piece of soft leather, which can be rolled up and put away again. It is very ingenious.
Use fine iron as the handle and bamboo silk as the fan surface. Give yourself a fan? You look like the literati who shakes it twice in the wind and recites poems to the spring flowers and autumn wind when there is nothing wrong?
Although I am a little disappointed, it is the intention of the little liar after all.
"Thank you."
Huo Xi glanced at him and knew that he had not seen the mechanism.
He took it over and folded it, and the fan handle, which was originally only about a palm wide, doubled in length. He twisted the tail, and a sharp blade popped out, shining with cold light.
Mu Yan was stunned, and Li Yi and Kan Er were also stunned. Is this actually a hidden weapon? They all gathered around to take a look.
"Oh, this is so well done!"
Seeing Huo Xi twisting it in the opposite direction, the sharp blade retracted again. Looking at the bottom, no trace could be seen.
Just as Mu Yan was about to reach out and take a closer look, Huo Xi said again: "That's not all."
"You guys get out of the way." Huo Xi let Li Yikaner get out of the way, and then twisted the front end of the fan handle...
