After the meal, Jin Shaoyang came to Yan Fengjian to ask for advice. After they finished their meal, they started practicing again.
Jin Shaoyang is quite skilled and although he is defeated repeatedly, Yan Fengjian is still happy to be his opponent.
Judging from the way they are acting, I'm afraid they won't stop until dark.
The school was full, so Song Yuehua could only let the two of them live in the house next to the playground.
Damao carried water and wiped the bed inside and out several times. He also ran to Carpenter Yang's house to buy a bed frame. There was no need to worry about bedding as they were all in the carriage.
Song Yuehua couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it just one night?"
"With me around, Master San won't feel uncomfortable. Besides, we have the conditions to do so." Damao said with a smile.
Let them do whatever they want.
Song Yuehua looked at Damao and asked, "Brother Damao, have you heard of Centipede Mountain?"
Damao paused and said solemnly, "I know. They killed people in the county before the New Year. These bandits are too arrogant."
"Can't the county magistrate catch him for being so arrogant?" Song Yuehua asked.
Damao made the bed and prepared to go to the courtyard to boil some hot water, so the two of them talked as they walked.
"It's not that our master is unwilling, but the terrain of Centipede Mountain is not conducive to attack. A few years ago, the major general chased to Centipede Mountain, but lost a small team halfway into it. Our master has never led troops, so he can only write a memorial and submit it, waiting for the superiors to send someone to deal with this group of bandits."
Song Yuehua helped him carry two buckets of water. "Is there no other good way?"
Da Mao shook his head and said, "There are several leaders among the bandits in Centipede Mountain. The eldest leader is the most brutal and treats human life as worthless, but he is very skilled and has high martial arts skills. But the most terrifying one is the second leader. I heard that he always carries a long sword with a red sheath. So far, no one has ever seen the sword unsheathed."
Without waiting for Song Yuehua to ask, Damao turned his head and whispered, "It means that everyone who has seen the sword is dead."
"So powerful?" Song Yuehua said.
Da Mao shook his head. "Compared to his swordsmanship, the most frightening thing is his treacherous and ever-changing tactics. He can defeat the enemy with fewer troops and with less force, and always catch them by surprise."
After that, Damao reminded, "Miss Song, it's fine if you ask from me, but don't ask from other people."
Song Yuehua silently stuffed a piece of firewood into the kang.
Centipede Mountain is a bandit den with strong combat power, high intelligence, and even natural terrain advantages.
Is it really impossible to get rid of it? Or is it kept for other purposes?
Then who should give justice to the Zhao family?
Zhao Xiaofu, Zhao Tieniang, Zhao Tiejiang, those who survived, to whom can they vent their anger?
Song Yuehua glanced outside and saw that it was getting dark. It was time to go home.
Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu were taking Dabao and Xiaobao for a walk nearby. Song Yuehua showed her the outer robe and asked if it could be sewed.
Xiaoyu took the robe and looked at it. "Okay, can I give it to him tomorrow?"
Song Yuehua nodded.
The next day, Yan Feng saw the robe, took a look at it, put it on, and praised, "Good craftsmanship."
Song Yuehua nodded and asked, "Where are you going next?"
Yan Fengjian's hair has not grown fully yet. If he returns home now, he might be discovered.
"I'll come find you after I defeat those old guys in Linghua Temple." Yan Fengjian said before jumping onto the carriage.
Song Yuehua felt relieved and waved to the two of them.
After another half a month, the wheelchair was finally made. Song Yuehua tried it herself and found no problems and it was completely usable.
Song Yuehua called Zhao Tieniang over and said, "Tieniang, go and bring Xiaofu back."
Since she fixed the slope of the school threshold, Zhao Tieniang started to repair the road from the school gate to Zhu's house after class every day.
At the beginning, there were only Zhao Tieniang and Zhu Qingqing, and later Ma Long, Ma Hu, Zhang Dandan, and Chen Lin also joined in.
When the bamboo craftsman learned about the situation and wanted to help, Duan Yidao stopped him and said, "Let the children do it themselves. We should not interfere."
Now after school every day, everyone is not in a hurry to go home. Instead, they carry hoes or shovels to repair the road bit by bit.
Knowing that they had to pick up Zhao Xiaofu right now, Zhao Tieniang said anxiously, "The land has not been repaired yet..."
"Take your time, there's no rush. Xiaofu will definitely be very happy if he can be with you every day." Song Yuehua said.
Zhao Tieniang nodded and ran to Master Duan to ask for leave.
The next day, Zhao Xiaofu came to the Song family with Zhao Tieniang in a wheelchair.
"Sister Song, the wheelchair is very convenient, thank you." Zhao Xiaofu expressed his gratitude.
Song Yuehua noticed that Zhao Xiaofu and her sister also had black hairpins on their heads.
Zhao Xiaofu took out another box and said, "This is a gift from my father."
The wooden box was opened, revealing a wide bracelet-like object inside. Song Yuehua raised her head and saw that Zhao Xiaofu was also wearing a similar bracelet on his hand.
Is this some kind of hidden weapon?
Zhao Xiaofu raised a hand and pulled out a long thread from the bracelet, explaining, "This thread is thin and made of a special material. My father added something else to it and tempered it. It can easily cut a person's throat."
really.
I didn't expect that Blacksmith Zhao had such ingenuity. Song Yuehua liked this bracelet very much. Since there was only one in the box, she asked, "Maybe you can make some more of this. I want to buy a few more."
Zhao Xiaofu said a little embarrassedly, "The materials are limited, so I only made three for now. One for me and my sister, and one for Sister Song."
"Wouldn't that be very expensive..." Song Yuehua suddenly felt something was hot.
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