None of the seven children noticed Quan Jinghuai's reaction, and they all finished their own tasks as usual.
For them, the difference now is that they have a master now, and they still have to do what they were supposed to do in their daily lives, except for practicing martial arts.
However, Hong Xiaoduo noticed Quan Jinghuai's expression and couldn't help but want to laugh. But then she thought, she can't laugh. This is a very serious matter. She needs to explain it to the children later. They must respect their teacher!
The children and their master had already eaten breakfast. Now, Hong Xiaoduo, who had finished washing up, sat on a small stool, drinking hot millet porridge, eating fragrant baked multigrain buns, and pickled radish greens that she had bought from the villagers on the way. It was simple but very delicious.
Quan Jinghuai wanted to help his disciples load things onto the carriage, but was refused: "Master, we can do it, you should rest."
"Heh, now you remember I'm your master?" Quan Jinghuai thought to himself, but on his face he still had to put on a kind smile as a teacher.
After the children finished tidying up, Hong Xiaoduo also finished eating. She reached out to pick up the small stool she had just been sitting on, but she was a little too slow.
“They are very filial to you,” Quan Jinghuai said with a smile as he led his horse over.
Hong Xiaoduo said somewhat embarrassedly, "Well, it just makes me seem a bit useless."
Hearing her teasing, Quan Jinghuai laughed as well. Watching her get into the carriage, he also mounted his horse.
Tian Shu flicked his whip into the air, and the horse lifted its hooves and started moving.
Looking at his eldest disciple driving the cart, and then at the donkey tied behind him, Quan Jinghuai on horseback suddenly felt that whether it was his seven newly accepted disciples or the horses and donkeys pulling the cart, they all seemed quite sensible and easy to take care of.
As he urged his horse to catch up, he felt that he was not only the master of his seven disciples, but also their protector!
Inside the carriage, Hong Xiaoduo saw the children preparing to recite their lessons and quickly said, "Listen to me first. The man on horseback outside is now your master. You must respect him and listen to him."
“Mother, we will listen to you.” Tianxuan said, and the others nodded in agreement.
"This morning, as soon as I stepped out of the tent, Yaoguang called me, and you all rushed over to help, leaving Master there by himself, right?" Hong Xiaoduo asked softly.
Upon hearing this, the six little ones looked at each other and thought about it very seriously, realizing that doing so might not be quite right!
"Mother, should we greet Master first from now on?" Tianquan asked tentatively.
The other children also looked at Hong Xiaoduo, waiting for her to speak.
"That's not right either. You must remember that when your master is teaching you kung fu, you should focus on your master and not pay attention to me. As for washing up and such, I'm an adult, I can do it myself."
"As for packing up, Master said that we can only disband and do other things after we've stopped practicing here, do you understand?" Hong Xiaoduo asked patiently.
You have to think before you talk to them; after all, it's not wrong for the children to care about her.
Hong Xiaoduo didn't mean to hurt the children's feelings unintentionally.
She wasn't bothered with being overly cautious around adults, but she was willing to put in some effort with these seven children. After all, children's minds are very simple.
The children all nodded, indicating that they understood, but their slightly conflicted expressions told Hong Xiaoduo that they didn't understand at all!
She thought about it carefully again: "Let me put it this way, if I were teaching you to read and you suddenly went to do something else, how do you think I would feel?"
“Mother will be angry and unhappy,” Kaiyang immediately interjected.
“But Mother, when you were teaching us to read, we weren’t doing anything else, were we?” Tianji added immediately.
Hong Xiaoduo looked at Kaiyang with a smile, then looked at Tianji with a half-smile.
Yuheng, who was standing to the side, thought for a moment and said, "I understand. What Mother means is that when Master is teaching us martial arts, if we suddenly run off to do something else, Master will feel uncomfortable because we are not respecting him."
Hong Xiaoduo nodded approvingly at Yuheng, then looked at the other children.
"But isn't Mother the most important person?" Kaiyang asked, somewhat puzzled and troubled.
The other children nodded in agreement and looked at Hong Xiaoduo.
She immediately understood that the children's confusion stemmed from Kaiyang's earlier doubts.
"Master is just as important as I am. You don't need to worry or feel troubled. Just remember that when Master was teaching you martial arts, you should practice diligently."
"I can do these little things myself, like washing my face and getting food. It's not that you're being unfilial just because you didn't do these things, understand?" Hong Xiaoduo asked again.
The children pondered seriously for a moment, and finally nodded again, this time they must have really understood.
"Tian Shu?" Hong Xiaoduo asked the one outside again.
Tian Shu is the most powerful. If he still insists on putting her first in everything, then everything I just said to these six children was a waste of breath.
The most important one is actually Tian Shu.
"Don't worry, Mother, Tian Shu understands and knows what to do." A response came from outside. Although she couldn't see Tian Shu's expression, Hong Xiaoduo was certain that the child had indeed understood her meaning.
Whew, Hong Xiaoduo finally breathed a sigh of relief. She checked the poems and English alphabet she had taught before, then taught them a new one before letting them practice on their own.
Quan Jinghuai, who was riding a horse outside, was not riding right next to the carriage, but as a martial artist, his hearing was better than that of ordinary people. Therefore, he could hear the conversation between the one adult and the seven children inside very clearly.
While feeling relieved, I also felt a little ashamed. Looking at how others teach their children, and then thinking about how I actually felt uncomfortable this morning, I realized that I was quite ashamed.
Having only been the master of seven disciples, he's already starting to care about his status and prestige in their eyes?
Conversely, if these seven young disciples, after having their master, no longer regard their "mother" as their benefactor, would that be normal?
Would you be happy with such a heartless disciple?
She hadn't said anything about what happened that morning, but she noticed it and immediately started instructing the children.
Then shouldn't I also think about how to teach them martial arts in the future, so as not to interfere with their filial duties?
And that's not all! She not only saved them, kept them from going hungry, and dressed them cleanly and warmly, but she also taught them poetry. These seven children were so lucky to have met her!
But why are the children repeating "wall," "west," and "first" over and over again? Is this how they learn new characters...?
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