Chapter 38, Learning Martial Arts
"Man'er, do you know martial arts?"
Daohua looked at Wang Maner curiously.
To be honest, although she had lived in ancient times for 9 years, she was still full of unease about ancient life under feudal rule.
When she was in Yanjia Village before, this kind of uneasiness had not yet appeared. After all, she had space, and as long as she stayed in the countryside, she would not starve to death even if she encountered a natural disaster.
However, after arriving in Linyi County, her uneasiness intensified.
In ancient times, it was a society ruled by the emperor and also a society ruled by fathers.
Here, the freedom and democracy she wants do not exist at all.
Like her mother, the eldest lady of the Yan family, such a virtuous person, who managed the lives of the whole family in an orderly manner, had both good looks and abilities, but even so, she still could not get equal respect and love from her husband.
Not only did he take a concubine, he also favored her children and squandered the family fortune that his wife had worked so hard to accumulate at will.
During this period, when Madam Li was in charge of the affairs of the family, Daohua would occasionally go over to listen. Combined with what she saw and heard in her daily life, it was easy for her to infer the actual situation of the Yan family.
Although her father was a county magistrate, he was not honest and had not accumulated any wealth over the years.
The reason this family can still survive is all because of her mother who brought a generous dowry.
In Daohua's opinion, her father is not worthy of her mother at all.
But the reality is that no matter what her mother does, she has to consider her father's mood and live cautiously at all times, for fear of making her father unhappy.
Whenever she thought about marrying a man like this and living the same life in the future, she felt a little desperate.
Living her life over again, is she here to experience a life of oppression?
She doesn't want it!
But it is too difficult to escape such a fate. She doesn't know what to do. However, no matter what she does, she must have a good physique. It would be even better if she knows some martial arts.
Public security in ancient times was not very good. Knowing martial arts not only strengthened one's physical fitness, but also enabled one to save oneself when in trouble. It was simply the best of both worlds.
Seeing the girl looking at him eagerly, Wang Maner nodded and then shook her head.
Daohua was puzzled: "Can you do it?"
Wang Maner: "I know a little, but not much."
Daohua immediately smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. We are not going to become heroes or anything like that. Knowing some self-defense skills is enough." After that, she looked at Wang Maner with shining eyes and said, "Can you teach me martial arts?"
Wang Maner nodded and said, "Miss, if you want to learn, I'm willing to teach you, but learning martial arts is very hard."
Daohua waved her arm and said proudly, "Hard work is nothing. These days, who doesn't have to endure hardships?" After putting down the embroidered purse in her hand, Baba asked, "When do we start?"
Wang Maner glanced at Daohua's pierced fingers and said, "You can do it now. Do you want to learn it, girl?"
Daohua was in high spirits and immediately nodded in agreement.
Then, the two of them began to learn martial arts with great interest.
"Man'er, isn't horse stance necessary for learning martial arts?"
"Man'er, you're teaching me how to fight right from the start. Is that right?"
"Girl, just relax and learn. My dad said, 'One hundred times of tempering makes steel, one hundred times of fighting makes a hero.' If you fight more, your skills will naturally improve. When the day comes that you can knock me down, you won't have to worry about being put in a sack."
"Hey, girl, you're really strong!"
"Girl, you have a great body and are very flexible. You can even do splits, bends, and high kicks. You're a good candidate for martial arts training."
"These are the basics of yoga." Her physical condition in this life is indeed good, and with the conditioning of space food, her body is even better.
"Girl, what is yoga? Is it also a martial art?"
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The side rooms in the main courtyard are very large. In the left side room, in order to make Daohua live comfortably, Mrs. Li directly connected the three rooms together, making it very spacious.
In the room, Daohua followed Wang Maner and gestured back and forth.
The two of them, one dares to teach and the other dares to learn, and the fight is quite fierce.
Although Daohua was skeptical about Wang Maner's professionalism, she still insisted on learning because it was winter and she would not feel too cold if she moved her body.
She didn’t know if she had learned any kung fu through this course, but her body had become more and more flexible.
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The days passed by as Daohua read books, learned needlework, and secretly studied martial arts.
In class, Daohua was always well-behaved. Even when she was doing needlework, she could only barely embroider some recognizable flowers, plants and animals, even though her fingers were swollen.
In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month.
On the Laba Festival, Yan Zhigao took a day off. Since he had rested in Shuangxinyuan the day before, he had breakfast in Shuangxinyuan that morning.
Ever since it started snowing in November, Old Lady Yan stopped allowing the other families to come to her house for meals. She asked everyone to eat in their own rooms to avoid going back and forth and catching a cold.
At the dinner table, Yan Zhigao thought that he had not taught his children for a long time because he was busy resettling refugees, so he became interested and asked about their school life.
"Bin'er, are you used to the county school?"
Several young masters of the Yan family were arranged by Yan Zhigao to study in the county school. Needless to say, Yan Wenxiu had passed the examination and became a scholar last year and was a prominent figure in the county school. The others were also pretty good.
Yan Wenbin nodded obediently: "Thank you for your concern, father. I'm used to it."
Yan Zhigao immediately asked a few questions and was satisfied when he saw that Yan Wenbin answered them well. He said, "Father is too busy to guide you. If you have any questions about the textbooks in the future, please ask your elder brother."
Yan Wenbin nodded.
Yan Zhigao looked at Yan Yishuang again: "Yishuang, what about you? Do you understand everything Master Qin taught you?"
Yan Yishuang leaned against Yan Zhigao affectionately and said proudly, "Dad, I know everything Master Qin taught me. She even praised me yesterday."
Yan Zhigao patted her head lovingly and said, "Our Yishuang is smart." He glanced at Aunt Lin ambiguously and said, "She is like your mother in this respect."
Aunt Lin smiled shyly and glared at Yan Zhigao: "Master, please stop praising this girl. If you do that, she'll be so proud of herself tomorrow."
"Mom, how could I be your daughter?" Yan Yishuang held Yan Zhigao's arm and acted coquettishly for a while.
Aunt Lin watched her husband and children playing with a smile on her face.
"By the way, how did your elder sister perform in the living room?" Yan Zhigao suddenly asked.
There was a brief silence in the room.
Yan Yishuang was a little unhappy that her father mentioned Daohua at this time, and said lightly: "Big sister is still the same."
Yan Zhigao frowned: "What do you mean by the same as always?"
Aunt Lin was afraid that Yan Yishuang might not say anything good, so she took over the conversation: "Ever since the eldest lady contradicted Master Qin last time, I don't know what Madam said to Master Qin, but since then Master Qin has been reluctant to say much about the eldest lady."
Yan Zhigao frowned: "What kind of talk is this? As a teacher, she's supposed to guide and correct her students' mistakes. What does it mean to be difficult to explain?"
Yan Yishuang said casually: "I just don't dare to call her Big Sister. If I say Big Sister too much, I'm afraid my mother will fire me."
"Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about!" Aunt Lin glared at Yan Yishuang.
Yan Yishuang looked aggrieved: "That's how it is."
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Aunt Lin seemed to want to scold Yan Yishuang, but was stopped by Yan Zhigao: "She is still a child. If you have anything to say, just talk to her nicely. Don't get angry easily."
"Yes!" Aunt Lin agreed in a low voice.
Afterwards, Yan Zhigao sat for a while before getting up and walking towards the old lady's yard.
(End of this chapter)
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