Chapter 559 Let's go!

Song Chunxue trusted her senior brother. She was willing to go through fire and water for him, as long as he dared to make a request.

Because she knew that her senior brother would definitely protect her.

Her senior brother is currently unwell; how could she let her go alone?

She not only dared to go, but she also dared to risk her life.

After the three of them meditated in the morning light for an hour, the Taoist priest took them to an open space at the foot of the mountain, where they practiced swordsmanship for an hour.

Lord Xie has just started learning. Song Chunxue's newly learned sword moves are fast and ruthless, making them ideal for self-defense. Song Chunxue plans to practice them for the next half month to master them.

After coming down from the mountain, she returned to Sanwa's house, ate two bowls of noodles, and then went back inside to rest.

In the afternoon, she took her sword and went to the open space halfway up the mountain to practice alone.

As the sun set, she went to a noodle shop on the street to eat a bowl of noodles to fill her stomach, then went up the mountain to find a secluded spot to meditate. After digesting her food, she continued practicing her swordsmanship.

Day after day, she practiced like this for four or five days, and Sanwa did not see his mother every day.

That evening, Song Chunxue returned home to find two lanterns lit in the courtyard. As she turned around, she was surprised to see someone standing at the bottom of the steps.

At that moment, the hairs on his body stood on end, and the short sword at his waist instantly pointed at the approaching person.

"mother?"

Sanwa's pupils suddenly contracted. A gust of wind swept in front of him, and the gleaming sword blade was right in front of him. He felt a strong killing intent.

Is this sharp-eyed, agile person really his mother?

Although Sanwa knew that his mother hadn't farmed for several years, he still thought of her as a female Taoist priest who was obsessed with meditation, rather than a skilled female knight-errant.

Seeing his mother retract the hilt of the sword and put the short sword back, Sanwa stood there stunned.

After Song Chunxue saw the three children clearly, she withdrew her aura.

"You waited for me all this way? What's up?"

Sanwa slowly came to his senses. "Mother, what have you been busy with these past few days, leaving early and returning late?"

Song Chunxue walked down the steps with light steps, her back even straighter than Sanwa's, and her walking posture more composed and capable.

"I plan to travel far away in a few days. I think I can protect myself better when I'm away from home, so I went up the mountain to practice swordsmanship and came back a little late."

She then noticed Sanwa's expression, stopped, and asked with concern, "Did I scare you?"

Sanwa shook his head slightly, wondering if it was just his imagination, but his mother seemed taller than before.

"No, I just didn't expect Mother to react so quickly and wield the sword so well." Before, when he saw his mother attacking whenever she was angered, he thought she was just strong.

Unexpectedly, the feeling she gave him just now was like that of a quick-witted female knight-errant from a storybook.

Sanwa shook his head, it must be because he had read too many storybooks in the past.

"I'm glad you don't blame your mother for neglecting her duties," Song Chunxue said gently. "Has anyone been giving you trouble lately? Are you tired?"

Sanwa chuckled, "How could that be? You're my mother. What counts as doing your proper job?"

"No one has been bothering me lately, and I'm not tired, but someone keeps coming to see me. Do you know Jiang Shaozheng?"

Jiang Shaozheng?

Is he the man who took advantage of Yao Man?

He insisted on using the fact that the children and he were both from the Jiang family to try and get her to introduce him to Xie Zheng, that high-and-mighty businessman.

It's true what they say, no businessman is without guile; now he's come after Sanwa.

"I know, he's not a good person, you should stay away from him."

Sanwa was curious. "He said he had offended his mother and wanted to apologize to her. He also said that he and Zhao Jian, the second-in-command of the Zhao family, wanted to come to the house to see his mother, but his mother was never home, so he kept coming, once a day."

Do you come every day?

Are you planning to pester me relentlessly?

If they apologize to her together with Zhao Jian, it would probably just be making things difficult for her.

"Then I'll stay home tomorrow. You don't need to worry about me. Just focus on your work. If anything comes up, let me know. If you need any help from Master Xie in the future, I'll speak to him."

At this point, Song Chunxue chuckled softly, "He still has to call me senior brother."

Sanwa was taken aback. "Huh? Lord Xie called you senior brother?"

"Um."

"Could it be that Lord Xie has also been deceived by the Taoist priest?"

Song Chunxue frowned, "Abduction?"

Do the children see their elders as colluding and conspiring together?

“No, what I mean is,” Sanwa scratched the back of his head, “just kidding, Mother, don’t take it seriously. I just feel a little uneasy that you’ve all gone to cultivate.”

"What's there to be uneasy about? In the end, life is a journey of self-cultivation. It's just that most people cultivate slowly because they are mainly focused on filling their stomachs and then eating, drinking, and having fun. They only start to wake up when they encounter a major obstacle. We, on the other hand, have more exposure to life. We should cultivate ourselves early and make ourselves aware of the passage of time. What's wrong with that?"

Song Chunxue patted the back of his head. "Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless. Don't treat us like pitiful people who have no will to live."

Sanwa nodded, "I didn't mean that. I just feel that Mother has changed too fast. I'm a young person and I can't keep up with her."

It seems that she has done a lot in the past few years, instead of just farming day after day and watching the seasons change mercilessly.

Spring turned to summer, and she changed into a light shirt; the evening breeze felt warm.

"By the way, Mother, I heard from Fourth Brother that the Hu family genuinely wants their daughter to marry Second Brother. It's said that Hu Wanying has already met Second Brother, and they've been seeing each other frequently these past few days. Mother, should we go and propose marriage on Second Brother's behalf?"

As I sat down inside, the guard brought in tea.

Song Chunxue poured herself a cup of tea, thinking to herself, "Yes, now the only thing missing is my second son getting married."

If the two people are mutually attracted, she will naturally want her second son to get married as soon as possible.

After that, she could go wherever she wanted, with nothing to worry about.

"Okay, I'll ask the second brother tomorrow."

The next day, Song Chunxue got up early and first tried to fly on her sword to the middle of the mountain, and then from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain. She was so nervous that she broke out in a sweat.

"I heard that someone is coming to my house. I'll wait at home. Don't wait for me at noon. Just leave me a pot of wine."

The Taoist priest cautioned, "Don't resort to violence lightly."

"I know." The journey down the mountain by sword was smooth, and I arrived home quickly.

But when Jiang Shaozheng and Zhao Jian arrived together at Chenshi, Song Chunxue knew that her senior brother's admonition was never just empty words.

She frowned at Zhao Jian. "What do you mean? You've brought in a group of even more capable people so you can beat me and then throw me out the window yourself?"

Zhao Jian's face was full of smiles. "Not at all, I'm just here to get acquainted with you. Brother Jiang is my friend, and he sincerely wants to befriend you. Please do us a favor and introduce us to Master Xie."

Song Chunxue smiled faintly, "That's straightforward, no beating around the bush. I'll be straightforward too."

She stood up and said, "Okay, let's go to the Xie family."

"..."

Zhao Jian and Jiang Shao looked at each other, both prepared for a big fight, to vent their anger and get revenge.

How could she agree so quickly?

They were not prepared with a gift for their visit to the Xie residence.

"Come on, what are you standing there for? Lord Xie should be going home soon, we can at least get a couple of hot buns." Song Chunxue picked up the buckwheat dough rings on the table. "Don't tell me you're deliberately making things difficult for me today?"