Ding Youtian felt more at ease when he saw his calm expression. Ever since his master came, he found himself becoming lazy again. He habitually relied on his master for everything, which was not acceptable.
He tapped his forehead as he walked. Why had he thought of asking Ma Fuquan to tell Huo Jincheng before? Huo Jincheng didn't know that Ma Fuquan and Jian Ning could communicate with each other across thousands of miles, so how could he easily believe Ma Fuquan's words?
You have to inform it in person.
He went to the front yard to write a letter. Old Qin came over with Liu Xiazi's cloak and said, "Brother, can we go now?"
Old Qin was overjoyed to see Blind Liu. Firstly, Blind Liu had read his two children's fortunes and predicted they would be blessed with great wealth and prosperity, and secondly, he simply loved listening to Blind Liu's stories. Blind Liu didn't speak the native Jinxian dialect, but his humorous and witty stories, coupled with his lively body language, captivated Old Qin.
I have definitely become a little fan of Blind Liu.
He himself often lamented that in the past, he had to make endless clothes every day to support his family and had no time to listen to Blind Liu's storytelling. Unexpectedly, when he was old and had some free time, listening to Blind Liu's storytelling opened a new window for him.
Blind Liu actually wanted to ask Jian Ning, but Jian Ning went to Mei Niang's room and didn't come back, so he had to go to the bookstore with Old Qin first.
"What a damn old man!" Aunt Feng gouged out her eyes as she followed Old Qin, who had gone to the bookstore, into Mei Niang's room carrying a stack of urine-binding papers. "When he was home, that old fellow helped take care of Little Jiuer, but now he's completely become a hands-off boss. He can't sit still at home for a moment."
She said this, but she was smiling. She was eager for Old Qin to go to the library so he wouldn't have to argue with her at home. He always wanted to get involved in everything, but he was all talk and no action. He always ordered her around and made comments. It was so annoying!
"Jiuer's grandfather has a place to play, and he comes back happy every day. Jiuer's grandmother is very happy." Mei Niang said with a smile to Jian Ning who was holding Xiao Yuer.
"You're not happy, are you, Sister Yu? You're my darling!" Aunt Feng leaned over to Xiao Yu'er, who was swinging a rattle in her hand, and said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoyuer threw the rattle away and fell into her arms with a "bang", which frightened Jian Ning so much that she quickly held her waist with one hand. Aunt Feng said happily: "It is such a blessing for you that the princess's aunt holds you. If you don't want to hold her, you can hold Xiaojiu'er instead."
Aunt Feng handed the urine container to Mama Li and pretended to reach out to the wet nurse to hug Xiao Jiuer. Seeing that Xiao Jiuer's face was red and he was about to cry, she turned around and happily hugged Xiao Jiuer.
"Xiao Yu'er is really close to her grandma." Jian Ning pinched Xiao Yu'er's nose, "Bad boy!"
Xiao Yu'er giggled and looked like she was going to fall into Jane Ning's arms. Jane Ning stretched out her hand and she fell back into Aunt Feng's arms. "Great, this little thing knows how to coax people." Jane Ning used her hand to tickle her little chin. She laughed so hard in Aunt Feng's arms. Aunt Feng hugged her and smiled, but she deliberately called out: "Oh, my old waist can't stand you tossing it like this."
"Apart from me, Xiaoyuer is closest to her grandmother. Her father must be envious." Mei Niang sealed the jar of ginkgo paste and stirred the paste with boiling water with a spoon. She smiled and asked Jian Ning, "Are your two little ones attached to your husband?"
"It seems that they are not very clingy to him." Jian Ning smiled. In fact, most children in the countryside are left to roam freely. Their parents have endless work to do every day, and it is basically the older ones who take care of the younger ones. Their parents spend little time holding their children in their arms all day, so they are almost never very clingy.
If you want to be clingy, you mostly cling to your older brothers and sisters.
In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and with the snow, school ends a little early. Erniu, Sanniu, and Qiaofeng return home, and the two girls throw down their schoolbags, eagerly take out their weapons, and run to the yard to practice.
Blind Liu also came back early today. There were other local storytellers in the bookstore. Duan Xinyan, Erlangzi and other guys were still there.
He replied, and Old Qin followed him in. They went into the backyard and saw Erniu and Sanniu practicing with meteor hammers and swords respectively.
Sanniu was practicing hanging elbows, which involves wrapping a rope around her elbows before punching out. She had just learned the technique and hadn't yet mastered it, so after finally hanging her elbows and punching out, she fell over in all directions.
"Don't worry, sister." Erniu said, "I'll go and call mother over for you, and let her teach you again."
She took her swords and ran away.
"Come, let Master teach you." Blind Liu walked over with his hands behind his back. He first corrected Sanniu's movements and then explained the key technical points to her. "Remember, your elbow is the sight. If your hand is straight, the hammer will hit straight..."
"Brother, you also know how to use this thing?" Old Qin was about to walk towards the guest room, but when he heard him teaching Sanniu how to use the hammer, he turned back.
Old Qin only knew that Blind Liu had some mysterious skills, but he didn't know that he could even use the meteor hammer. After listening to his clear and coherent explanation, he couldn't help but ask.
"Hey, how about I show you my skills?"
As Blind Liu finished speaking, Sanniu clapped her hands and shouted, "Okay, okay, Master, here you go."
Sanniu had never seen Blind Liu display martial arts before. She gave him the meteor hammer and pulled Old Qin back, "Grandpa Qin, let's stand further away. My mother can hit us from far away. Be careful not to get hit. It will hurt."
"Your mother wasn't taught by your master, was she?" Old Qin asked, staring at Blind Liu, genuinely curious about how he knew so many things.
"I don't know." Sanniu tilted her head and brushed away the loose hair on her forehead. "I haven't seen my master practice martial arts, and it seems that my mother was not taught by my master."
"Watch this!" Blind Liu first slowly swung the hammer in circles to stretch his muscles. After Erniu pulled Jian Ning out of the kitchen, Blind Liu's movements suddenly became faster.
"Wow, Master-grandfather can do it too!" Erniu had also never seen Blind Liu perform martial arts. She tugged at Jian Ning, "Mom, look!"
"Well, don't make any noise, just watch."
The meteor hammer seemed to come alive in Blind Liu's hands. No matter where on his body it landed, whether it was his elbow or his neck, it would strike as swiftly as flowing water.
Jian Ning frowned slightly. She looked at Blind Liu, but the figure of her master appeared in her mind. Every move and style used by Blind Liu was exactly the same as her master's. The figures of the two kept overlapping in her mind.
Old Qin, Erniu and Sanniu were dumbfounded. Finally, Blind Liu ended the rehearsal with her master's most famous move, Dark Clouds Pressing Over the Head.
When he used the dark clouds, Old Qin, who was standing beside him, had his eyes wide open and subconsciously held his breath. He felt that the sky above his head was densely packed with hammer stars, which fell on his head at that moment. He was so frightened that he unconsciously shrank his neck.
"Brother, how many abilities do you possess that I don't know about?" Old Qin reacted, leaped forward, grabbed Blind Liu's arm, and shook it vigorously. "You're amazing! Great job, brother! You're worthy of being from Baisha Town!"
"If this could go back a few decades, I would definitely take you as my master!"
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