Her original plan was to find a way to use her connections to see if she could send Fu Qingqing to a boarding school in the county.

There are many people in the school and teachers are in charge. It is definitely safer than staying in the village, and it can also avoid the constant harassment from the scoundrel Jiang Niu.

But on second thought, I felt that this road was not feasible.

The Fu family is now a relocated household with a sensitive status, and is considered a "problematic" person under strict surveillance.

I'm afraid the school is not willing to accept a "problem student" like Fu Qingqing, for fear of getting into trouble.

Even if she used her father's connections to force her into the school, Qingqing would probably be ostracized and discriminated against by the school because of her family's status.

Instead of that, it would be better...

Lin Jianxue's gaze unconsciously fell on Fu Qingqing, who was snuggling tightly against Dong Yulan.

The little girl was only fifteen years old, with a thin body and traces of tears still on her little face. Her big eyes, with distinct black and white, showed traces of fear and confusion.

Perhaps noticing Lin Jianxue's gaze, Fu Qingqing timidly raised her head and asked in a low voice:

"Sister Xiaoxue...what's wrong?" Fu Qingqing asked in a low voice. She intuitively felt that Sister Xiaoxue seemed to have something to say to her.

Lin Jianxue looked at her clear yet frightened eyes, her heart softened, and her voice softened unconsciously:

"Qingqing, do you want... no one to dare to bully you like this again?"

When Fu Qingqing heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up!

She nodded vigorously and blurted out: "I want to!"

Who wouldn't want to be bullied like a lamb to the slaughter?

The fear of being blocked at the door by Jiang Niu's family today and being dragged away like an animal was still deeply engraved in her heart, making her tremble all over when she thought about it now.

If I could become stronger, if I could stop being bullied...

Lin Jianxue nodded with satisfaction and said crisply:

"If you want."

"Then it's settled."

Fu Qingqing: “???”

The little girl was completely confused.

What...what's going on?

She just said the word "want", how can it be... decided?

What have you agreed on?

Lin Jianxue didn't look at her face full of question marks, but turned to look at Fu Zhewei who was still frowning, and said in a natural tone:

"I happen to be free today, Fu Zhewei, you should eat something to fill your stomach first, and then you can tell me about the situation at Su Muyun's home."

Fu Zhewei is not a fool.

Lin Jianxue had just asked about the names of those two people, and now she was asking about Qingqing again. Furthermore, considering Su Muyun's background as a martial artist...

In just a few moments, he understood Lin Jianxue's plan!

He frowned slightly, and subconsciously, he also followed Lin Jianxue's example, raised his head, and his eyes fell on his sister's thin arms and legs.

Fu Qingqing: “???”

What's wrong with her?

What happened today?

Why did Sister Xiaoxue and her brother look at her with such strange eyes?

Seeing this, she felt a chill down her spine for some reason. She felt as if something was about to happen to her.

After a moment, Fu Zhewei looked at Lin Jianxue and spoke hesitantly in a low voice:

"Isn't this... not right?"

Let Qingqing learn boxing? A girl...

"Also, I heard that the Su family's boxing technique is a kung fu passed down from ancestors, passed down to men, not women..."

Lin Jianxue heard this and raised her eyebrows indifferently:

"What era is this? Why are you still passing the genealogy down to males but not females?"

"Didn't you just say that the Su family has fallen into decline?"

Fu Zhewei nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes. I heard from the villagers that Su Muyun's parents passed away a long time ago. Now he and his grandmother are the only ones left at home, and life is quite difficult."

Lin Jianxue picked up a meat bun on the table, broke it in two naturally, and handed one half to Fu Zhewei.

Fu Zhawei was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out to take it.

Lin Jianxue picked up the other half and took a small bite slowly. While chewing, she continued:

"That's it, then? He's the only heir left in the family. If the Su family boxing technique isn't passed down, adhering to the old rule of 'passing it down to males but not females', it's likely to become extinct."

She paused, then turned her gaze to Fu Qingqing, who was still somewhat bewildered, and her voice became serious:

"Besides, I think that instead of worrying about those trivial things, it would be better for Qingqing to learn some real self-defense skills now."

"At least, if she encounters a situation like today again, she will be able to protect herself instead of just waiting for others to rescue her."

"This is more important than anything else."

Every word of Lin Jianxue's words struck Fu Zhawei's heart.