Old Qin shook his head with regret as he spoke, but he suddenly remembered that his Qin family still had descendants, and hurriedly said, "Brother, how about letting my little Jiuer become your disciple?"
"That won't do!" Ding Youtian came over from the front yard with Tong Bajin. He hurried a few steps and bowed deeply to Old Qin. "Uncle Qin, this won't do. My master wants to take Xiao Jiuer as his disciple. Wouldn't that mean I'm being demoted for nothing?"
"Absolutely not!"
He bowed to Old Qin several times.
"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Aunt Feng came over from the corridor near the guest room and glared at Old Qin angrily. "I won't let my little grandson suffer that! What do you think that Yi Dexue is? I've seen those half-grown kids practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall. Their bodies are covered in bruises. I can't bear to let my grandson go through that!"
"You're so idle all day long!"
Old Qin had only acted on impulse, not thinking too much about it. But after Aunt Feng reminded him, he realized that martial arts training required hard work. Training in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, especially to reach the level of Blind Liu, one must have shed countless sweat and suffered countless blows to achieve it.
He was even more reluctant than Aunt Feng to let his beloved grandson suffer, but it was impossible for him to give in. He glared at Aunt Feng and said, "What do you know? Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best!"
The old couple went to the guest room while arguing.
"Hey, this old man." Ding Youtian glanced at Old Qin's back with his hands behind his back, smiled, turned to look at Blind Liu, but saw that Blind Liu was looking at Jian Ning.
Jane Ning was ready to slip away.
"Jia Jia's mother, wait a moment." Blind Liu called her, and did not call her his disciple's wife as usual.
Jane Ning's heart tightened.
Ding Youtian also sensed something was wrong. Why did his master change the way he addressed Jian Ning? He looked at Jian Ning with inquiring eyes.
Jian Ning didn't look at him, but looked at Blind Liu, and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, is there any dish you want to eat? Just tell me what you want to eat, and I will definitely make it for you if I can."
Blind Liu looked at her with piercing eyes, "Don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Jian Ning then went to see Ding Youtian, looking puzzled. However, Ding Youtian had roughly guessed what had happened when Blind Liu did not call Jian Ning his disciple and wife.
When he came earlier, he heard Old Qin talking about becoming his apprentice, and his master was holding a meteor hammer in his hand, which showed that his master had practiced it before. When he thought about the scene of Jian Ning practicing the meteor hammer in the morning, what else was there that he didn't understand?
Something bad has happened!
Based on Ding Youtian's understanding of Blind Liu, he might have the intention of expelling him from the sect if he suddenly changed his mind.
As long as it is confirmed that Jian Ning is his master's junior sister.
However, Jian Ning's reaction at this time made Ding Youtian understand that Jian Ning probably thought of this and was pretending to be stupid.
"Master, why did you change the way you address my wife? But she certainly didn't know what was going on and offended you. It's okay, Master, tell me, and I'll make her apologize to you."
He also pretended to be a treasure.
Blind Liu glanced at him, then looked back at Jian Ning, who was still puzzled. "Uncle Liu, I didn't offend you, did I? If I accidentally said something wrong and offended you, please don't make a fuss with me."
"You saw the old blind man's hammer move just now. Do you really have nothing to say to him?" Blind Liu looked at her with a sharp gaze.
"Oh." Jian Ning pretended to understand suddenly and clapped his hands on his forehead. "I know, Uncle Liu, you know my family. My father and Aunt Li are both martial artists. I learned from Aunt Li. Aunt Li not only taught me but also taught my younger brothers and sisters. As long as they want to learn, Aunt Li will teach them. My Aunt Li's moves seem to be the same as Uncle Liu's."
"Uncle, are you also a martial artist?" Tong Bajin had seen Jian Ning practicing hammering in the morning, and it was very skillful, but he didn't know that Blind Liu could do it too. After listening for a while, he couldn't help but ask.
Blind Liu's expression relaxed. He understood Jian Ning's words. Jian Ning meant that she had learned the hammer technique in her original time and space, and learned it in a martial arts school where many people were learning it. He didn't expect that the moves his master had carefully created would also be mastered in another time and space. Blind Liu felt a little complicated at the moment.
He was both glad that Jian Ning was not his junior sister in another world, and a little disappointed. Because if Jian Ning was his junior sister in another world, he would not have Ding Youtian as his disciple no matter what.
But Jian Ning was not like that, which indirectly shattered the thoughts in his heart.
After all, whether his master had gone to another world or not was just his guess. He squinted at Tong Bajin and said, "The old blind man only knows the basics. He can't be considered an expert."
After saying this, he put his hands behind his back and went to his own room.
Tong Bajin believed what he said. Blind Liu was Ding Youtian's master. If he was really a martial artist, why wouldn't he teach Ding Youtian a move or two?
At night, when Jian Ning was about to go to bed, she called out to Ding Youtian, who was sitting outside reading a book by the charcoal brazier, "Ding Youtian, come here!"
Hearing her calling him like that, Ding Youtian raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and then said, "I didn't hear you! Don't shout anymore, I can't hear you even if you shout."
"Can't hear you? Okay, then I'll go find your master." Jian Ning came out from the inner room. He hurriedly stood up to stop her, bowed to her several times, and pushed her to sit in front of the bed. "You just want me to fetch you some water to wash your feet? That's easy. I'll go get it for you right now."
He turned around and was about to leave with a smile, but was stopped by Jian Ning, "Stop!" Jian Ning folded her arms and looked at him with an aunt's smile, "You want to slip away without giving Master Aunt a big gift? You'll be so happy!"
"Let's get some water first." Ding Youtian turned and went to the outer room, first took out a small wooden basin, picked up the kettle from the iron rack of the charcoal basin, added water, tested the water temperature, brought it into the inner room, and then pulled a handkerchief from the wooden rack behind the bed.
"Are you going to die? What are you bringing this for?" Jian Ning pointed towards the screen and said, "Take it behind that."
"That won't do. I have to serve you to show my filial piety. Later I will have to pay you a big gift!" He said as he pretended to roll up his sleeves. "Get out! Get out!" Jian Ning took off one of his shoes and threw it at him. "Get out!"
Ding Youtian chuckled twice, picked up the shoe she had thrown at him and threw it back at her, then walked out to the outer room with his head held high, a victor. He had just sat down by the charcoal brazier, and before his hands even touched the book, his brows furrowed again.
He could faintly hear the crying of a baby from the guest room. At first he didn't pay much attention to it, as it was common for children to cry at night.
Just comfort him for a while and he'll be fine.
But the crying became louder and more rapid, and Jane Ning could hear it even from the inner room. Worried that Xiaoyuer or Xiaojiuer was feeling unwell, she quickly dried her feet, put on her shoes and socks, and took the medicine box. "Pour out the footwash water for me. I'll go check on Sister Mei."
"Mrs. Jian..."
When she opened the door, she saw Li's mother coming towards her in a hurry.
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