"Mom, I can write now." Zhang Xinyue said happily.

"Really? Who taught you that?"

Zhang Xinyue replied, "It was Senior Brother Daochen. Daohe Daoxu also taught me. Now I can write my own name!"

"Our Yueyue is really amazing!" Zhang Hulan praised and touched Zhang Xinyue's face, then said, "Then Yueyue, take your two brothers out to play first, and I'll make you something delicious in the evening."

Zhang Hulan was very happy. Her little girl seemed to be doing well in the mountains and had made her own good friends.

She had always been thinking about how to educate her three daughters. In addition to hiring someone to teach them to read and write, the most important thing was to teach them skills to make a living.

She no longer has to worry about her younger daughter as she has chosen her own path.

After spending a few months with her, Zhang Hulan has gotten to know her three daughters' personalities. The youngest is the most lively and clever. Zhang Hulan is most confident about her future.

Zhang Xinyao is shy and doesn't usually speak loudly. Zhang Hulan is most worried about her. Zhang Xinyi is better and more courageous.

Zhang Xinyi can learn how to do business with her, but Zhang Xinyao’s personality is not suitable. Zhang Hulan is considering what Zhang Xinyao should do in the future.

Zhang Hulan also hopes that her three daughters will grow up quickly so that she can retire...

In the afternoon, Zhang Hujun went to pick up three students from school. He also had to buy some food. Tomorrow, Zhang Yingchun will be one month old, and the family will hold a one-month banquet.

Zhang Xinyue took out all the delicious food at home to share with Daohe Daoxu. She also pointed at her other two friends and introduced them to Daohe Daoxu.

Zhang Xinyue shouted towards the beam: "Xiaohua... Xiaohui..."

When Daohe and Daoxu looked up in the direction of Zhang Xinyue, they saw two large birds flying down.

Daoxu was startled, "What big birds..."

Xiaohua and Xiaohui are now very big, and they look quite scary especially when they spread their wings.

Xiaohua and Xiaohui flew down and landed one on each of Zhang Xinyue's shoulders.

Because I was wearing thick clothes, their claws didn't hurt me much.

Daoxu's eyes lit up, "Daoning, are these two birds yours?"

"Yes, I picked them up in the mountains, and I have been raising them ever since."

"Can I play for a while?"

"Just have fun."

Zhang Xinyue gave one Xiaohua and one Xiaohui to Dao and Daoxu respectively.

Zhang Xinyue patted Xiaohua and Xiaohui on the head and said, "They are our own people, don't arrest them."

Daohe asked: "Will they catch people?"

"Yes! They are very powerful. Xiaohua even helped us catch thieves."

"So powerful?" Daoxu stared at the little gray on his shoulder, then asked Zhang Xinyue, "Daoning, can you give this one to me?"

Zhang Xinyue glared, "You wish."

"Come on, let's go outside and let Xiaohua and Xiaohui fly for you to see."

Zhang Xinyue pulled Dao and Daoxu outside, and then let Xiaohua and Xiaohui fly in the sky while they ran on the ground...

…

In the evening, Zhang Hujun brought Zhang Xiaojun and three others back home, and the house became lively again.

Xiang Chunhua and Wang Shi pulled the three boys aside and asked them how they were doing in the academy, whether studying was hard, and whether they could understand what the teacher said.

Zhang Xiaojun and Shanzi both said that it was hard work, but Zhang Xiaobing was the only one who looked downcast. "Studying is so tiring. The teacher taught us how to write, and my hands are sore from writing."

Zhang Xinyue blinked and asked the three of them: "Brother Xiaojun, Brother Xiaobing, and Brother Shanzi, how many words have you learned?

I only know a few dozen words now, and I can write less than twenty."

Zhang Xiaobing's eyes widened. "Yueyue, how can you write? Aren't you a Taoist priest in the mountains?"

Zhang Xinyue said: "Being a Taoist priest also requires reading. We also need to read and write every day, and practice martial arts."

Zhang Xiaobing was surprised again, "You guys still practice martial arts?"

"Of course, I'm awesome now!"

"Then let's see who is better." Zhang Xiaobing was eager to try. They were in the academy and they also practiced for a while every morning, without delaying their studies or martial arts.

Zhang Xinyue looked at Zhang Xiaobing's size and said, "You are bigger than me. You can fight with Daohe, who is about the same size as you."

Zhang Xiaobing looked at Daohe and said, "Then let's compete."

Daohe shook his head, "No, you can't beat me."

Zhang Xiaobing was unhappy. "We haven't even competed, how do you know I can't beat you?"

"You can't beat me anyway."

"I don't believe it. Let's go outside and compete."

"No." Daohe shook his head.

"No, we must compete." Zhang Xiaobing felt that he was being looked down upon, and he had to find a place to fight.

Dao He pointed at Dao Xu and said, "Compare yourself with him. He should be about the same as you."

Zhang Xiaobing refused, "No, I want to compete with you."

Zhang Xinyue said, "Daohe, just compete with him. He is my cousin, just don't hurt him."

As soon as Zhang Xinyue spoke, Daohe immediately agreed.

"Okay then. You can compete, but you are not allowed to cry or hold grudges if you lose. Daoxu and I fight often, but we never hold grudges."

"No problem." Zhang Xiaobing agreed readily.

Wang hurriedly stopped him, "Why are you competing? What if you get hurt?"

Zhang Hulan smiled and said, "Mom, let them compete. They are just kids, it's okay."

Daohe said to Wang, "Don't worry, grandma, I won't..."

Daohe asked Zhang Xinyue halfway through his speech, "How old is he?"

Zhang Xinyue replied: "Eight years old, older than you."

"Oh!" Daohe turned to Wang and Xiang Chunhua and said, "Grandma and aunt, don't worry, I won't hurt my cousin."

Zhang Xiaobing was furious, "It's still unclear who will beat whom..."

Daohe was very sweet-mouthed and followed Zhang Xinyue in calling them grandma and aunt, and he did it especially smoothly.

"Come on, let's go outside."

Zhang Xinyue enjoyed the fun and pulled Daohe and Zhang Xiaobing outside to compete.

When Zhang Xiaobing got outside, he immediately squatted with his legs apart, assuming a horse stance; then he punched left and right and laughed twice.

Daohe asked, "Is this how you fight?"

Zhang Xiaobing said: "Yes, how else can we fight?"

Daohe said, "If you act like this in a fight, you would have been beaten down long ago."

Zhang Xiaobing didn't believe it. "Humph, wait until you beat me first."

Daohe turned to look at Zhang Xinyue and asked, "Can he withstand a beating? What if he cries?"

Zhang Xinyue said: "It's okay, if she cries, I can comfort her with a piece of candy."

Zhang Xiaobing is a foodie, and Zhang Xinyue has known him thoroughly for a long time. As long as there is something delicious, she will let him do anything.

A few adults watched the children playing around with a smile, but they were not too worried because they were just children.

But Xiang Chunhua was a little worried that her son might have been beaten.

Daohe stood in front of Zhang Xiaobing and said, "Let's get started."

"ah……"

Zhang Xiaobing rushed towards Daohe with his fist raised, and Daohe did not dodge or evade. Seeing that Zhang Xiaobing's fist was about to hit Daohe's face, Daohe bent his waist, went under Zhang Xiaobing's arm, and went behind Zhang Xiaobing, then raised his foot and kicked Zhang Xiaobing in the butt.