Two years passed in this way. Jiang Tianxin's younger brother, Tianyang, could run and jump now. While playing in the mountains, he even found a falcon and kept whining that he wanted to raise it.
Liu Xiaohua and Shiyi are not short of money, so they can support them.
But Jiang Tianyang was not interested in practicing martial arts; he spent his days reading a book.
"Sister, I'm hungry, I want to eat white jade soup."
Jiang Tianxin can be quite eccentric at times. When her home was raided, she thought she was going to have to eat chaff and wild vegetables, but after only a few days, she returned to her previous life as a pampered young lady.
Do you really think there aren't any capable people in these assassin dens?
There are people who can heal, and there are people who can cook.
It's just a low-budget version of the brothel.
The food wasn't as good as Aunt Zhang's cooking, and the doctor wasn't as good as Doctor Gu, that's all.
"Eat, eat, eat! All you do is eat. You'll have to come with me to the martial arts tournament in a while."
Jiang Tianyang, a child not yet five years old, spoke with a serious, stern face, stammering:
"What am I supposed to do there? I don't know martial arts."
"You'll stay with me."
"Sis, you're an adult now, you don't need me to accompany you."
"No, I need it, and you can't bring potatoes this time."
Potato was the little falcon that Jiang Tianyang picked up and named him Potato. I don't know why, but to give such a cultured child such a name.
Liu Xiaohua didn't force Jiang Tianyang to practice martial arts. What's so special about it? Everyone in Zhanchen Tower, even the janitors, knows martial arts.
It's only by a stroke of luck that a promising student has emerged from the ancestral graves.
Don't underestimate this child just because he's only a few years old; things might not be so simple.
Everyone in Zhanchen Tower combined might not be as cultured as him.
Eleven also loved reading storybooks, which is... well...
A storybook is a storybook; it's not the same as the Four Books and Five Classics that people naturally read.
The women had all planned it out: once Jiang Tianyang was a few years older, they would lure the Deadly Judge to the Zhanchen Tower.
I heard that he used to be a scholar, and quite talented in literature, but his family was targeted for revenge, which is why he ended up in the martial arts world.
Teaching and nurturing should be sufficient.
"ah?"
Tianyang's little face instantly turned sad, but human joys and sorrows are not shared.
That's all Jiang Tianyang knows.
He was usually his sister's slave, at her mercy.
This time, he went to participate in the martial arts tournament and met the person who could suppress his sister for a lifetime.
The first person Tianxin and Tianyang saw was not Huo Xiaolong, but Hou Xiangxiang, and the two children almost got into a fight.
Jiang Tianyang didn't remember much about his family, but Mingzheng did look somewhat familiar to him.
But Tianxin thought differently; she believed this man was a traitor and wanted to challenge him.
To her surprise, she was met with a severe beating from Huo Xiaolong, and the girl, who had never suffered a fracture before, almost had her nose broken.
With blood streaming down his face, Jiang Tianyang cried, thinking his sister was going to die.
Why are you crying!
The girl, who was pulling him to stop him from going up to help, asked.
"My sister is dying! Wow! So much blood!"
"She won't die. If she dies, I'll bring her back to life, and then she'll continue to be beaten."
"Wow!"
Jiang Tianyang cried even harder. His senior sister said that he and his sister had no playmates, and suggested that they go down the mountain more often to play with the children there.
But one of them was obsessed with practicing martial arts, and the other was obsessed with reading; they didn't even move from their seats every day.
Now look what's happened! This is the first time I've seen kids outside. They're terrifying; their minds are even more vicious than those assassin brothers and sisters.
Then Liu Xiaohua and Zhang's mother recognized each other, and Jiang Tianxin and her younger brother knelt down to apologize to Mingzheng.
Actually, all of this happened naturally, but not for Jiang Tianxin and Huo Xiaolong.
She was not convinced, and neither was Jiang Tianxin.
Why should I?
Although my senior brothers and sisters beat me every day, they have never beaten me like this. You beat me like this as soon as you made a move. Is that appropriate?
It's fair to say that Liu Xiaohua and Eleven spoil their child a bit, and the whole Zhanchen Tower is a bit like that.
The children's group wouldn't let Jiang Tianxin compete, for fear she would get hurt.
"Let's have another match later, since we didn't decide a winner earlier."
Before Jiang Tianxin could even speak, Huo Xiaolong, who was shorter and younger than her, sat down next to her after finishing his meal and said something.
Jiang Tianxin's eyes were wide open.
"Aren't you ashamed to say that?"
“I almost broke my nose, and you said it was a draw.”
That's how people are. I can provoke you and take the hit, but you can't hit me.
I won't agree.
"You're so tough! I've never had such a satisfying fight. Usually, when I fight at home, people hold back."
Jiang Tianxin stood up and pointed to Wang Dani'er, who was still eating a sesame seed cake inside the house. Dani'er had dark skin and her mouth was wide open. She would grab half of the cake and eat it with great relish.
"Why don't you fight her? Look at her, she'll definitely give you a good beating."
"She is my sister."
"When we spar, we're both too embarrassed to actually hit each other."
Da Ni'er is cunning and always resorts to underhanded tricks, so even Huo Xiaolong's inexhaustible energy has to be restrained.
So these two almost never give each other any pointers, which is boring.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Tianxin angrily sat down.
I'm so angry with the kids.
Meanwhile, the boys and girls perched in the trees, watching their junior sister mingling with her peers, their faces beaming with maternal smiles.
But Huo Xiaolong realized that Jiang Tianxin had been practicing martial arts for several years, and she knew it too.
Neither of them looked up, and Long'er spoke first:
"Can you ask them to stop laughing? Their laughter is disgusting."
"I can't make any more, so please bear with me."
Huo Xiaolong sighed, not wanting to make things difficult for Jiang Tianxin, and instead chatted with her about the past and the future.
"Were you the eldest daughter of the Jiang family before?"
"OK."
"What kind of life do young ladies from the capital live?"
"I never leave the house, but I'm a rascal, I climb over the wall every day."
"So, do you still want to seek revenge on Sister Mingzheng in the future?"
The little dumpling, who had just been grinning, suddenly became serious and asked the question while looking at the little girl next to him with a bruised and swollen face.
Huo Xiaolong was skeptical. Ming Zheng was a key witness in the case of the Minister of Revenue, and both were victims of a blood feud. Huo Xiaolong, a man who had lived a long life, did not believe Jiang Tianxin.
"No, our Jiang family has already wronged her. Not only that, my brother and I will have to repay the debt we owe her for the rest of our lives."
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