Chapter 145 Unexpected Genius!
Old Master Tai wasn't embarrassed by his thoughts being exposed. He also smiled and said, "It's not my grandson, it's my little granddaughter. I'm worried that she will get married when she grows up. What if she gets hurt? Learning more skills can always protect herself."
Old man Wang thought of the lovely fat girl and felt fond of her.
The main reason was that Banxian'er's old friend kept whispering in his ear that this girl was blessed, and that these good medicinal herbs were said to have been found by this girl...
He pondered for a moment, then said, "If I come back from a long journey and really want to stay somewhere, I will definitely come here."
Old Master Tai could sense some uncertainty in his words and guessed that this trip would be very troublesome for him, so he wisely did not ask any further questions.
"Okay, I'll remember that. If I come across some good wine, I'll buy it and bury it in the backyard, waiting for you to come back and drink it together."
The two of them chatted for a while and the matter was over.
That night, Grandpa Tai gathered everyone in the family together, and everyone, including Chunhong, was given "weapons".
Yang Lihua and Liu Dongniang were given hairpins filled with medicinal powder, while the rest of the people, young and old, all held daggers.
As for darts, the old man also distributed them to his children and grandchildren, and explained the rules in advance.
"After dinner, the family will gather together to practice. Whoever has the highest talent will get a few more darts. If you don't have that talent, don't waste a good thing. Just practice with the dagger more so that you can protect yourself when you encounter danger in the future."
There is almost no non-warlike nature in men, especially in the north, where they have to fight against the sky, the earth, the wind and the snow. These tough men would like to be invincible from the moment they are born!
After hearing this, everyone from Tai Jizu, Tai Jizong to Tai Yonglu, Tai Yongyue, and even Tai Yongning who couldn't move much, were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Tai Jizong immediately and swiftly made three straw men and placed them in the house as targets.
Poor straw man, before he could even see the world, his body was riddled with holes...
Yang Lihua had been studying since she was young and had no interest in martial arts, while Liu Dongniang was timid.
The two sisters-in-law knew the secret in the hairpin, and both felt heavy on their heads, but felt much more at ease in their hearts.
The two of them sat on the kang doing needlework, watching the fun from the side and laughing so hard that they couldn't stop.
Chunhong held the dagger she was given and stood on the ground in a daze for a long time before she came to her senses.
She always knew that Sixth Grandpa's family treated her well, but for the first time she felt that she belonged to this family.
She was actually given such a precious dagger, just for her to protect herself.
No, she is worthless and doesn't need to defend herself at all.
But she wants to practice with the dagger well, and then protect her aunt, her family, and Zhuzhu!
Zhuzhu is holding Zhimaqiu and acting as the best cheerleader.
No matter whose dart hits the straw man, even if it is aimed at the eyes but hits the stomach, the family members will still receive the fat girl's sincere cheers!
"Grandpa is awesome!"
"Brother is awesome!"
Everyone, including Mr. Tai, felt guilty and blushed after hearing this. The crooked dart stuck in the straw man was really not worthy of the praise from the precious fat girl!
So, that night, everyone "struggled" until three o'clock in the morning before being forced to stop.
The reason they were forced to end it was that all their efforts combined were not as good as Chunhong's dagger flying over and piercing the straw man's eyebrows...
"Ahem, Chunhong girl, have you... practiced darts before?" Grandpa Tai subconsciously wanted to save face for the men in the family.
Unfortunately, Chunhong, the honest girl, responded frankly, "No, I just had to find food to fill my stomach before. I often used stones to shoot birds. It's very simple!"
Very simple, simple, simple...
Old Master Tai looked at his petrified children and grandchildren, waved his hand, and gave a decisive order.
"Go to sleep, and practice again tomorrow night."
Yang Lihua's stomach ached from trying to hold back her laughter, so she quickly carried her yawning daughter back to the house...
Perhaps because there is such a talented player like Chunhong as a role model, the Tai family, young and old, really can't afford to lose face, so they are all more hardworking than each other.
In the next three or four days, six or seven straw men were pierced into pieces.
But I have to say, sometimes the truth is really frustrating, and even a thousand efforts can't compare to a little bit of talent...
Finally, the old man distributed the darts to Chunhong, Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongning.
Chunhong can hit wherever he points, without any practice.
Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue are young, have sharp eyes and hands, and their accuracy is getting better and better.
Thirty darts, ten per person, that's fair.
Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue jumped up and down with joy, while Chunhong was grinning foolishly while holding the dart...
That morning, Tai Yongning had regained his normal appetite and his leg pain had eased a lot. At least he no longer had to relieve himself on the kang, and the Tai family was very happy.
Old Man Wang also said goodbye and pulled Banxianer, who was reluctant to leave, to pack up his things.
The Tai family sincerely asked them to stay for a while, but Old Man Wang refused.
Not only that, he also took out an extra 200 taels of silver notes and insisted that Mr. Tai accept it.
Of course Mr. Tai refused to take them. Ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum were obtained from the mountains, and it was a no-cost business for the Tai family.
But those daggers, hairpins, darts, and poisons took Old Man Wang a lot of effort.
No matter how you look at it, the Tai family is the one that has gained the upper hand, so why are they still asking for banknotes?
But Old Man Wang did not allow the Tai family to refuse. He picked up the package and walked out of the yard.
Banxian deliberately took two steps behind, pulled Old Man Tai closer and whispered, "Just keep it if he gives it to you. This old man is going on a long journey to the Miao village to rescue the grandson of an old friend. That place is evil, and I'm afraid it's unlikely that he will come back alive."
"He thought it would be better to give the banknote to your family than to give it to an outsider. He saw how well you've treated us these past few days, but he was just being stubborn and refusing to say anything more.
"Besides, that ginseng is really helpful to him and is worth the silver!"
Mr. Tai felt heavy-hearted after hearing this, but he could do nothing to help. He could only silently hope that they would come to visit again.
Tai Jizu harnessed the carriage and personally sent Banxianer and Old Wangtou back to the city.
The rest of the Tai family didn't know the inside story, so naturally they weren't worried.
Tai Yongning usually didn't go out, and the Tai family members didn't say a word outside because they were afraid that someone would ruin their plans.
So, after a few days, no one in the village knew that Tai Yongning's broken leg had been reattached except Mr. Tai Sanye.
Mr. Tai San came over once a day to visit Tai Yongning, chat with Banxianer, and then go back. He really made an important contribution to smoothing the dirt road between the two families.
Tai Yongning gradually recovered, and the Tai family members were happy again.
But the villagers were unhappy, because it seemed that God had encountered some happy event and refused to cry and rain.
As the time for sowing approached, the soil in the field became drier and drier. A handful of it was just scattered dirt, and everyone was panicking.
"Uncle San, what should we do? Should we set up an altar to pray for rain?" Some villagers gathered at the edge of the field and asked Uncle Tai San loudly.
Mr. Tai San was puffing on his pipe, and now he didn't dare to bite his back teeth and say that it was definitely not a famine.
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