The next day.
Feng Cuihua returned to school.
Ever since Hu Jinshui's incident, Xiao Cui hasn't come to school for a long time. Madam Xia mentioned this to Song Yuehua, but Song Yuehua didn't want to get involved in other people's marital conflicts, so she didn't care.
When she met Feng Cuihua in the school this time, Song Yuehua discovered that not only did she look very bad, but she had also lost a lot of weight, and looked frail.
Song Yuehua felt very distressed when seeing this.
"Boss, can I still continue to learn martial arts?" When Xiao Cui said this, her expression was unnatural and her hands were clenched tightly.
Song Yuehua nodded and said, "Okay, Master Duan has agreed with Tie Niang that she will teach you in the future. She is young but very capable. Don't underestimate her."
Feng Cuihua waved her hands quickly and said, "No, how dare I look down on her... I..."
Because of what happened with Hu Jinshui, Feng Cuihua was prepared to be rejected, but she didn't expect that her employer was still willing to accept her.
Song Yuehua asked curiously, "Xiao Cui, I've always wanted to ask you, why do you want to learn Kung Fu?"
"I...I want..." Feng Cuihua stammered, "I want to improve my skills."
Song Yuehua didn't quite understand.
"A lot of people look at me... I feel uncomfortable..." Feng Cuihua stuttered like a child who had made a mistake, "I want to be like Master Duan..."
Mr. Duan?
The villagers either respect Duan Yidao or are afraid of him...
After thinking about it carefully, Song Yuehua could indeed understand that Feng Cuihua's appearance and figure were indeed beautiful.
Even if she was just walking on the street, she would attract the attention of others. Some of the eyes wandering around her were full of desire, while others were full of jealousy...
Song Yuehua said gently, "You should study hard with Tie Niang."
After the wedding, the villagers still had to get on with their daily lives.
From last year to this year, it has been almost two years since I last saw Xiaoyu. Song Yuehua sighed heavily, took out paper and pen, and prepared to write a letter to Xiaoyu.
"Sister, are you writing to sister again?" Xiaobao asked, putting his head on the table.
Song Yuehua nodded and said, "When the post station is restored, I will send it to Xiaoyu."
"Sister, I miss my second sister too. I want to write, too." After saying that, Xiao Bao ran into the house to get paper and pen, sat on a stool, and began to write a letter seriously.
Dabao came over curiously to take a look, but after just one look, he ran outside to continue playing.
After such a long time, the letters Song Yuehua wrote to Xiaoyu have filled up an entire small box. After finishing writing and hanging the letter to dry, Song Yuehua sighed, packed up the letters and put them into the small box.
That night, Song Yuehua was about to go to bed after packing up when there was a knock on the door.
Song Yuehua came out holding her shoes, opened the door and saw that the person who came was Xie Feng.
Xie Feng looked very embarrassed with his unshaven face. When he saw Song Yuehua, he was obviously relieved, but then he said frustratedly, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
It's quite late now and we have finished our meal.
Seeing him like this, Song Yuehua quickly invited him in, "It's okay to come later, come in, I'll make you some porridge."
Xie Feng, "..."
Song Yuehua took the man to the kitchen and asked him to watch the fire. She put some water and corn in the pot. It was not difficult to cook some corn porridge.
"I was away for a while, and only found out about your situation yesterday..."
After hearing the news, he rushed back despite wind and rain.
Xie Feng's eyes were bloodshot and he looked gray from head to toe. Looking at Song Yuehua busying around, he felt lost.
Song Yuehua stirred the rice in the pot and asked, "Is Xinan Village okay? With this wall, ordinary refugees can't do anything to us. The cult is a bit scary. Xu Yun used the siege tactics directly in our village, which is really a bit too much to bear."
At this point, Song Yuehua asked, "I heard that Xu Yun is in Xie An's hands. I wonder what Uncle Xie is going to do?"
Xie Feng raised his head and said, "No matter what Xie An wants to do, Xu Yun will never threaten you again."
Song Yuehua stirred the porridge with a large spoon and said with a hum, "That's good."
Xie Feng took out the bag from his arms, untied it and said, "This is a body armor. Wear it and you won't have the same problem as last time."
Body armor?
Song Yuehua became interested. After taking it, she looked at it over and over again. The whole thing was made up of small hard plates. She didn't know if it was really invulnerable to swords and guns, but just by hearing the name, she knew that it was a very precious thing.
"This is too expensive. I'd rather not accept it." Song Yuehua felt a little embarrassed. The gifts given by Second Uncle Xie were all very expensive. She could only give some food every time, which seemed like she was taking advantage.
Xie Feng thought for a moment and said, "Can I exchange this for some ham?"
"Ham?"
Song Yuehua was surprised and asked, "Second Uncle really likes to eat ham?"
Xie Feng nodded.
Song Yuehua thought, maybe Second Uncle Xie said that to make her feel at ease, but the ham tasted good, but no matter how delicious it was, it was just ham...
"Second uncle, you wait." Song Yuehua suddenly had an idea, and after saying it, she quickly walked out of the kitchen.
Some time ago, Zhao the blacksmith gave Song Yuehua an iron box, which was the hidden weapon box that could fire dozens of iron needles at a time.
When Song Yuehua came out carrying six large hams, she took out the iron box from her arms and gave it to Xie Feng.
"Thank you, Uncle Second. This is an excellent hidden weapon."
Song Yuehua carefully explained to him how to use this hidden weapon and also told him about the poison needle inside.
"You keep this for yourself..."
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