"Zhishan, there's something I'd like to ask you!" Jiang Ling said, looking at Jiang Zhishan who was secretly smiling to herself.

“If you have something to say, just say it. You don’t need to be so polite with me!” Jiang Zhishan said.

“I think you could give your own children an extra half hour of practice every day. The children will still go to class with you every day, but when they come back in the evening, you can teach them separately for a while!” Jiang Ling said.

"No problem, but I think there's something I need to tell you!" Jiang Zhishan frowned and glanced at Jiang Wenxi, who was playing nearby.

"I don't need to say anything about Yaojie and Suihe, they're both very hardworking, but Wenxi is a bit..." Jiang Zhishan scratched his head as if searching for an adjective in his mind.

"I feel that Wenxi doesn't seem to be suited for studying," Jiang Zhishan said somewhat embarrassedly after thinking for a while.

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Ling asked, frowning in confusion.

“Sister, I don’t think Wenxi’s talent lies in studying! At least every time we ask her to study, she looks very pained!” Jiang Zhishan continued in reply.

After hearing this, Jiang Ling was at a loss for words. She carefully recalled Jiang Wenxi's various actions and it seemed that what Jiang Zhishan said was indeed true.

This little girl always shows an extremely painful expression whenever she reads, but she works with great vigor when you ask her to do chores, and her strength seems to be extraordinary.

A thought suddenly popped into Jiang Ling's mind, and she whispered, "Zhi Shan, are there any martial arts schools in Pingxi County?"

"Big sister, you wouldn't..." Jiang Zhishan didn't finish his sentence, but his gaze, like Jiang Ling's, fell on Jiang Wenxi.

Jiang Ling nodded and added, "What you said has reminded me. I'm considering a different approach for Wenxi."

“Well… there are some, but Wenxi is only four years old this year, and I’m worried that she can’t handle the hardship, especially since Wenxi is a girl!” Jiang Zhishan said with some heartache.

"Let's give it a try. If Wenxi can't hold on, I'll bring her back," Jiang Ling said.

“Hmm… there is a martial arts school in Pingxi County, and I have a pretty good relationship with one of the instructors there. Why don’t you take Wenxi there to ask him tomorrow?” Jiang Zhishan asked tentatively.

"Let me ask this girl's opinion first!" Jiang Ling said, walking to Jiang Wenxi's side.

Jiang Ling squatted down and looked at Jiang Wenxi in front of her, asking, "Wenxi, do you not have much interest in reading?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi trembled all over, her round little face immediately drooping. She clutched the hem of her clothes and remained silent for a long time.

"Wenxi, don't be afraid, Mom won't scold you!" Jiang Ling comforted Jiang Wenxi, looking at her.

Jiang Wenxi remained silent for a long time, constantly rubbing the hem of her clothes with both hands, and finally nodded gently.

"So, Wenxi, what are you interested in?" Jiang Ling asked patiently.

"Um, I... I want to be a female knight-errant! The kind who fights for justice!" Jiang Wenxi seemed to have mustered up a great deal of courage to look up at Jiang Ling and say.

Looking into Jiang Wenxi's bright eyes, Jiang Ling added, "But Wenxi, do you know how hard it is to learn martial arts? You might even get injured. If that's the case, would you still persevere?"

"Mother... I will. I just want to become strong so I can protect you!" Jiang Wenxi's earnest expression immediately touched Jiang Ling.

“Well… your uncle knows a martial arts instructor. How about Mom takes you to the martial arts school in a few days?” Jiang Ling said.

"What? Really...really? Mother, you can't lie to me!" Jiang Wenxi couldn't stop smiling and circled around Jiang Ling several times.

Jiang Ling sighed helplessly and said nothing more.

After finishing her chores at home, Jiang Ling went out alone and headed towards her own field. As soon as she arrived, she was surprised to find that the cotton seeds she had sown earlier had already sprouted, and there were still faint white cotton fibers on the sprouts.

Jiang Ling squatted down and carefully observed the seedlings. In her eyes, these seedlings were her hope for surviving the cold winter.

"Sister-in-law Jiang, what kind of thing is this?" A sudden voice appeared beside Jiang Ling, startling her.

She quickly turned to look and saw that the person asking the question was Zhao Erleng's wife.

"You silly wife! You scared me!" Jiang Ling said, patting her chest as she stood up.

"Well, the season for planting grains has passed, so I was thinking of planting some cotton and raising some ducks so that I can use the cotton and duck feathers to make cotton-padded clothes to keep warm when winter is coming."

"What? This stuff can keep you warm? Or can duck feathers do it too?" Zhao Erleng's wife was just an ordinary village woman. In this era, she couldn't afford cotton at all. At most, she would stuff some reeds into her winter clothes as stuffing.

“Yes, cotton can be made into wadding, and duck feathers can be made into down, which are both lightweight and warm when placed in winter clothes. Do you remember face masks? The inner layer of those is cotton!” Jiang Ling said.

"Then...is it too late to plant cotton after the autumn harvest?" Zhao Erleng's wife looked at Jiang Ling with hopeful eyes.

Jiang Ling tried hard to recall the information about cotton in the book. Lujia Village was a place where cotton was planted twice a year. Generally, it would be planted again after the autumn harvest, and the autumn harvest would be at the end of this month.

Planting cotton might be a bit late, but it should still be possible.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling nodded and said, "If we plant immediately after the autumn harvest, it will still be in time!"

"Sister-in-law Jiang, where did you buy these cotton seeds? And where did you buy the ducks too?" Zhao Erleng's wife pressed.

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