After the family settled down in the city and sent their two children to school, Yang Qiubai had nothing to do, so he ran to a nearby hotel and found a job as a dishwasher, earning 450 yuan a month.
She worked from nine in the morning to nine in the evening, twelve hours a day, with one day off a week. Han Ze felt that the time was too long and wanted to persuade her to find an easier job, but seeing her full of energy, he swallowed the words of persuasion that were about to come out of his mouth.
Yang Qiubai was indeed very motivated at work. The hotel was close to her home and provided meals. The only drawback was that she couldn't cook for her family. Fortunately, her original body and Han Ze both knew how to cook. She got up early every morning, bought enough food for the day, and still had enough time to go to work.
Yang Qiubai went to work and the two children went to school. Han Ze carved handicrafts at home alone. After a period of training, Han Ze's carving skills became more mature. He had mastered all the master-level carving skills he had purchased previously, and even had a tendency to surpass them. Since he wanted to achieve something in carving, he spent another 500 points to purchase great master-level carving skills on the system, and integrated the purchased skills into his carvings.
The days passed slowly. Originally, it took a month to carve a root sculpture of Ruyi Guanyin. After his carving skills were upgraded to the level of a great master, it only took half a month to complete a root sculpture of Ruyi Guanyin.
Boss Chen's order included three handicrafts: a root carving of Ruyi Guanyin, a standing Buddha of Gandhara, and a statue of Sakyamuni Buddha. It took less than two months to complete the carving. However, he did not rush Boss Chen to pick up the goods. Instead, he carved day and night for another half a month. After finishing Boss Mi's fire cloud-headed figure ornament and the Hainan Huanghuali scar-covered jewelry box, he called the two of them to pick up the goods. By then, the children were already on winter vacation.
Boss Chen received a call from Master Han, saying that his handicraft had been completed. He did not suspect Han Ze of cutting corners and doing shoddy work as he did the first time. Instead, he and Boss Mi went to Han Ze's house with great expectations.
When the two saw the Buddha statues, root carvings and ornaments placed there, their eyes widened like copper bells. Boss Mi even took a step forward and hugged his Fire Cloud Sky Ornament. He wiped his eyes excitedly and muttered to himself: "Too perfect, too perfect, I can't find any adjectives to describe them..."
Boss Chen was also excited, but not as excited as Boss Mi. He was even excited to the point of losing his composure. The older man was wiping his tears. He appreciated the artwork, but just for the sake of appreciation, mostly because the handicrafts could bring him profits.
Seeing the Buddha statue that was so exquisite and beautiful, he thought about what kind of surprise he would receive from the distinguished guests and what kind of return he would get if he gave the Buddha statues carved by Master Han to them.
Boss Chen and Boss Mi moved the handicrafts back, which caused a sensation, but Han Ze, the creator, was unaware of it because he had returned to his hometown with his wife and children. There was nothing in the old house at his hometown, and Han Ze only planned to go back to see his parents and then return to the city.
The gifts for the trip back home were prepared by Yang Qiubai. She did not prepare any gifts for Han Ze's brothers, sisters, nephews, and nieces. She only bought a down jacket and a pair of warm leather shoes for both parents. Hu Guiying and Han's father liked the gifts very much and looked at Han Ze with complicated eyes.
They had no expectations for this son since he was young. If the other children were in junior high school and had the ability to get into high school, the family would support them even if it meant selling all their belongings. But this child didn't even finish junior high school and was forced to drop out of school. The reason was that even if he got into high school, or even got into college in the future, his legs wouldn't allow him to get a good job, so it was better to give the opportunity to go to school to other children. What they didn't expect was that even if the other children were good at studying, none of them got into high school.
Now, this child whom he had almost given up on has married and is earning more and more money every day. His life is getting better and better, and now his whole family has moved to the city.
He looked at Han Jiaojiao and Han Lekang, who were dressed like city kids, behind Han Ze and his wife, and felt mixed emotions. He liked that Han Ze made money, but he was not happy that Han Ze spent all his money on outsiders. He was angry at Han Ze for not fighting for it. He thought that even if Han Ze could make money, he was still a hopeless person who didn't know what was important and raised someone else's son as his own, but was not in a hurry to have a child.
Han Da Ge and Han Er Ge were talking to Han Ze while Yang Qiubai went to the kitchen to help Hu Guiying cook. Today, Hu Guiying got new clothes and shoes, and Han Ze gave her some money. She was happy and liked Yang Qiubai more than usual. Seeing Yang Qiubai coming to help with cooking, she smiled and asked her to cut vegetables.
In the main hall, Han Erge said that he had sold his family's motorcycle and even wanted to sell his tractor to save up money to buy a van. The government paid for the muddy road from Hanjia Village to the town to be paved, and some villagers bought vans to run passenger transport. They could run every market day, and although they didn't make much money, earning 60 or 70 yuan a day was better than farming.
He meant that since Han Ze had made money, he would ask Han Ze to lend him some money and not sell his tractor. He had a large family and a lot of land. Without a tractor, farming would be too difficult, so he was reluctant to sell it.
Brother Han said, "Han Ze, you have to help me no matter what."
Han Ze was about to speak when he heard Jiaojiao crying. He was startled, stood up, and walked over.
...
Han Jiaojiao was wearing a pink down jacket today, a pair of red leather shoes, a red scarf and red gloves. Yang Qiubai tied her hair into a bun. The little girl had a pair of round eyes and a fair and tender face, and was very cute.
"Your clothes are so beautiful, did your uncle buy them for you?"
The person asking the questions was Han Pingping, who was the same age as Han Jiaojiao and the daughter of Han Ze's second brother.
When Han Jiaojiao was studying in Hanjia Village, the two were in the same class. Since childhood, Han Jiaojiao was particularly envious of Han Pingping. She envied that she was not only loved by her mother, but also liked by her grandparents. Every time she went to her grandparents' house, her grandparents didn't like her and didn't give her any delicious food. She cried and asked her father why her grandparents didn't like her, but her father always kept silent.
She also envied Pingping for being able to wear beautiful new clothes often. Although her father loved her, she knew that the family had no money. Even if her father bought her clothes, she would refuse because she already had clothes to wear.
Now she smiled when she heard Han Pingping's words. She now had her mother's love and care, so she didn't need to envy Pingping. She said, "My mother bought this for me, including the shoes."
Han Pingping snorted, her young face full of disapproval, even a little mean: "Your mother's money is earned by my uncle, and the money you spend is earned by my uncle."
Han Jiaojiao looked at her with wide eyes and said defensively: "My mother is working, she has money."
Han Pingping looked at her down jacket with envy, pouted and said, "I want my uncle to buy me a down jacket, too. My mother said that you and Han Lekang are not my uncle's children. You are wild children, and all the money he earns should be spent on us."
"You are talking nonsense. You are not a good kid."
Han Jiaojiao's eyes were red as she pointed at Han Pingping and accused her.
Han Ze never told Han Jiaojiao whether she was his biological child. She was once confused about why she had no mother, but she never thought about whether she was her father's biological daughter. No one had the time to say anything nonsense in front of her, at most they would say a few words behind her back.
Han Jiaojiao knew what a wild child was, and she also knew that her brother was not her father's biological child. As for whether she was her father's biological child, she had no idea at all. She was raised by her father since she was a child. If she was not her father's biological child, why did her father raise her and why did he love her so much? So she was her father's biological daughter.
Han Pingping has two older brothers, and she is the only daughter in the family. She has been spoiled since she was young, and she is not the kind of child who will not fight back when scolded. She immediately frowned and glared at him, "You are not a good child. You are a wild child that my uncle picked up in the field and no one wanted you. If it weren't for my uncle, you would have starved to death."
Seeing that she spoke very convincingly, Han Jiaojiao burst into tears.
Han Ze came over and asked anxiously, "What happened to Jiaojiao?"
Han Jiaojiao turned around and hugged her father's thigh, sobbing and sobbing, pointing at Han Pingping and saying: "Pingping said that I was a wild child picked up from the fields and no one wanted me. Dad, I'm not a wild child, I'm not a wild child..."
Han Ze was so saddened by her crying that he squatted down, took out a tissue, wiped her tears, and coaxed her, "Jiaojiao is not a wild child at all. Jiaojiao is daddy's good daughter, daddy's little princess."
Han Pingping ran over, looked at Han Ze unconvinced, and accused him, "Uncle, you are lying. Han Jiaojiao is not a little princess. She was originally a wild child picked up from the fields. My mother and grandmother have said so."
Han Jiaojiao cried even harder, and kept shouting, "I'm not a wild child, I'm not a wild child."
Han Ze hugged her and coaxed her, "Jiaojiao is not a wild child, she is daddy's good daughter."
Yang Qiubai and Han Lekang came over when they saw that the situation was not right, and the Han family members also followed them.
Han Pingping kept shouting beside him: "Uncle, she is a wild child, she is a wild child."
Han Jiaojiao burst into tears and said, "I am not a wild child. I am not a wild child."
Han Pingping snorted and said, "You are, you are."
Han Lekang glanced at Han Pingping, walked up to his father, took his sister's hand, and glared at her: "You are useless and stupid."
There was a tear hanging in Han Jiaojiao's eye, about to fall, her red nose twitched, and she stared at her brother blankly.
Han Lekang wiped the tears from her face with his sleeve and said in a reproachful tone, "You don't believe me when I say you're stupid. If others say you're a wild child, then you're a wild child? Your parents love you so much, do you think a wild child can be treated this way? Can any wild child dress as well as you? And can he go to the best school in the city?"
Han Jiaojiao sniffed, looked at the people around her, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm not a wild child."
Han Lekang smiled and said, "You are not a wild child. You are daddy's good daughter, our little princess."
The little princess made Han Jiaojiao burst out laughing, "I don't want to be a princess, I want to be a queen."
Han Lekang laughed at her: "The queen won't cry easily, it's so ugly."
Han Jiaojiao wiped her eyes immediately.
The word "little princess" annoyed Han Pingping. She was the little princess of the Han family. Han Jiaojiao, a wild child who was picked up, actually wanted to be the princess of the family. She was very unhappy and said, "A wild child is a wild child. Don't admit it."
When Han Erge heard her words, his eyebrows jumped, and he hurried to look at Han Ze. Seeing that his brows were tightly furrowed, he scolded: "Han Pingping, who taught you to say that? Do you want to be beaten?"
Han Pingping pouted and said unconvincedly: "Mom said Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao are wild children. In the future, all the money that my uncle earns will be spent on us. Spending it on Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao will be like letting outsiders spend it..."
"Han Pingping, shut up!"
Brother Han looked at Han Ze and said with an apologetic smile, "This kid deserves a beating."
Han Ze smiled and said, "Brother, you need to discipline the child when he is young, otherwise you won't be able to control him when he grows up. Look at what she said. What is Lekang and Jiaojiao saying? They are wild children. Lekang and Jiaojiao are both my children, how can they be wild children? Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but Pingping really needs to be disciplined."
Brother Han said awkwardly, "I'll teach her a lesson when I get back."
The little girl dares to say anything, even the things he and his wife whispered about. Is this child stupid? How will Han Ze view their family
Han Ze added, "Look at how obedient my Lekang and Jiaojiao are. In the final exam, Lekang ranked second in the grade. Jiaojiao's grades were a little worse, but she ranked 18th in the grade. Their school has six classes in each class, unlike Hanjia Village, where there is only one second grade in a school. With so many people, they can still get such good grades. It's amazing. How many points did Pingping get this time?"
The second brother Han pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, thinking, no matter how good the child is, it is not yours.
Han Ze saw his expression and knew that Han Pingping didn't do well in the exam. He shook his head and sighed, then said jokingly, "I said that our ancestral tomb is not buried well. Second brother, you and your eldest brother studied very well, but you couldn't get into high school. Your nephews and nieces didn't study well either. You should talk to dad about moving our ancestral tomb and give our ancestors a place with good feng shui. Otherwise, they won't be able to bless our family or bring prosperity to our family down there."
Brother Han: "..."
This is the first time I heard that academic performance can be related to ancestral graves.
After hearing what he said, Brother Han couldn't help but ask, "If our ancestral tombs don't bring prosperity to our descendants, why are you living a more prosperous life now?"
Whether a person's life is good or bad has nothing to do with his ancestral graves.
Han Ze pointed at his feet and said, "Big Brother, look at my uneven feet, and think about how I lived for the past thirty years."
Neither the eldest brother Han nor the second brother Han spoke. It is even necessary to ask what kind of life Han Ze led in the first half of his life. A man who couldn't even get a wife and was laughed at all days long must have had an unhappy life.
Han Ze asked them again: "What kind of life am I living now?"
Brother Han smiled bitterly and said, "You have bought a house in the city now, and your life must be better than before."
Han Ze clapped his hands and laughed, "That's right. Ever since I married Qiu Bai, my life has been getting better and better, and my carving skills have also improved. This is all thanks to Qiu Bai. Qiu Bai brings good luck to her husband."
Brother Han looked at him speechlessly. It seems that your good life is all thanks to Yang Qiubai.
Second Brother Han was a little confused. That's right. Before Han Ze married Yang Qiubai, his life was so miserable. It didn't feel like a home at all. After he married Yang Qiubai, his whole family moved to the city within half a year.
Think about the children in the family, no matter big or small, they can't go to school or do farm work, and then look at Han Ze's adopted son and daughter, they are good at studying and hardworking. Could it be that the ancestral tomb of the family was not buried well, which affected the descendants
Yang Qiubai: "... "
Han Ze became more and more excited as he spoke: "Second brother, take my carving skills for example. I have been learning carving from my master for 23 years. In these 23 years, my carving skills have never made any breakthroughs. But one month after Qiu Bai came in, my carving skills broke through to the master level and I earned my first money. After that, my carving skills improved by leaps and bounds. You don't understand this industry, and you may not understand that it is difficult to make breakthroughs in carving skills. Why do you think this is the case?"
Han Erge asked him stupidly: "Why?"
Han Ze glanced at him and said, "Of course Qiu Bai brings good luck to me. She and I are compatible. Otherwise, given the location of our ancestral tomb, I would never have achieved anything great in my life. So, I think you should think carefully about selling your tractor to buy a van. I'm afraid that you will lose everything under the influence of our ancestral tomb."
Brother Han: “…”
Second Brother Han didn't care about his eldest brother's expression. He thought about it carefully and felt that Han Ze's words were not without basis. Their family had always been unlucky. Could it be because the ancestral grave was not buried properly
Seeing that he was half-believing and half-doubting, Han Ze continued, "Our grandfather was the eldest, and he should have been buried first behind our great-grandmother's grave. But our third grandmother died first and took the spot that belonged to our grandparents. When our grandparents died, they could only be buried behind our third grandmother's grave. The location of our ancestral grave was not good to begin with, and it's even worse now because the luck has been taken away by the third branch of the family. Look at how prosperous our third grandmother's children and grandchildren are, and then look at our brothers, how unlucky they are."
After saying this, he looked at Hu Guiying who was standing at the door. The old lady often said that the family’s ancestral tombs were not buried properly, and the tombs belonging to the original grandparents were occupied by the old man and old lady from the third room. She should agree with this the most.
Hu Guiying did agree. After hearing Han Ze's words, her face was darker than the bottom of the pot at home. When the third aunt died, she occupied the grave of her old man and old lady. She was not happy and asked the child's father to make a fuss. He said that they were all from the same ancestor. What's the difference between burying in front and burying in the back? Humph, what's the difference? The sons and grandsons in the family are not promising, so the problem comes, right? It was the third room that took away the luck that belonged to their family.
Hu Guiying said suddenly: "Move the grave. We must move the grave."
Han Ze added: "In fact, moving the graves may not be useful. After all, grandpa and grandma have already taken root there. Their flesh and blood have merged with the land. If we move their bones, won't that separate them from their flesh and blood?"
Hu Guiying said stubbornly: "Then move the land as well..."
She stopped talking after that. That piece of land was all the graves of their ancestors, and it was basically impossible to move the land.
Hu Guiying said angrily: "If the grave cannot be moved, do you have to continue to suffer bad luck? How can this be allowed?"
Father Han was also a little suspicious, but he felt that he should not be superstitious. He said angrily, "What nonsense! How can we touch the graves of our ancestors casually? What we think is what we think. If the children in our family are not good at studying, it is because they are not working hard, and it is also because the eldest and second sons do not take good care of the children and spoil them too much. If they are beaten three times a day and dare not play, we will see if they still study hard."
Hu Guiying glared at him fiercely: "I see that you, the grandfather, were the first to be beaten, and you beat him three times a day. Do you want to beat the child stupid, or what?"
Han Erge frowned, feeling very conflicted. He looked at Han Ze and asked, "Do you think I should buy this van?"
Han Ze spread his hands and said, "It depends on your own determination. If you don't believe those words, you can buy it. Besides, haven't you learned to drive yet? It's not too late to buy a car after you get your driver's license and become proficient in driving. Maybe by then, you won't want to buy one."
Brother Han didn't understand, so he asked, "Why?"
Han Ze said with a smile: "The roads from our village to the town, and from the town to the county town have been repaired. Do you think anyone will drive a bus to pick up passengers? With buses now available, do you think anyone will still take a van? Even if someone does, do you think the business will be good?"
Han Erge suddenly realized, pointed at Han Ze and said with a smile: "I have learned a lot after living in the city for a few months. Thanks to you, otherwise I would not even recognize my home."
Han Ze smiled and said, "You are my second brother, how can I not consider you? You have never driven a car and you don't understand this business, so I told you to think it over carefully. Otherwise, not only will you work in vain, but the key is that you have sold motorcycles and want to sell tractors, and the investment is too much."
Brother Han sighed: "I also want to make more money. It's not easy to make money."
Han Ze thought for a moment and said, "There is a construction team in our village. You can follow them and do some odd jobs. If all else fails, you can go to the city or work outside. It's better than staying at home and doing nothing."
Han Erge said, "Forget about going out to work. Your sister-in-law won't let me go. I'd better go to the village construction team and find some daily work."
Han Ze patted Han Erge's shoulder and said, "That's fine. You can work one day at a time and get paid one day at a time. You don't have to worry about not getting paid."
Brother Han smiled and said, "Han Ze is still a person with many ideas. It seems that people should get out of their homes. When I have money in the future, I will also buy a house in the city."
Han Ze said: "By then, the three of us brothers can all be in the city."
Brother Han: "I also want to buy a house in the city."
Brother Han: "Yes, yes, we all buy houses in the city."
...
After Han Ze's family had dinner, they went to Yangjia Village. On the way, Yang Qiubai smiled and asked Han Ze: "I thought you were going to lend the money to your second brother."
Han Ze frowned and said, "My second brother doesn't know how to drive. Even if he learns to drive now, it's very dangerous. What he wants to do is to buy a van to pick up passengers, which is very unrealistic. What if something goes wrong? I can't lend him money and hurt him. He should honestly find a job on a construction site and do some other business with the money he earns in the future. If he borrows money from everywhere to do business and loses money, he can't even pay the bills. The pressure is too great."
Yang Qiubai didn't know what to say for a moment. Han Erge wanted to buy a van to pick up passengers, but it was just an impulse. After the impulse, he regretted buying the car. What should he do? Even if the car was new, he would lose a lot of money if he sold it again. Han Ze was right not to agree to lend money to Han Erge.
When they arrived at Yangjia Village, the family gave them the New Year goods and gifts prepared for Yang's father and mother. After sitting in their home for a while, they planned to return to the city. Yang's father and mother gave Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao each a red envelope, but the two children refused them. Yang's father and mother said that it was New Year's money given to them in advance, so they took it.
Watching their daughter, son-in-law and his family leave, both Yang's father and mother had smiles on their faces.
Aunt Hu, the neighbor next door, was out for a stroll. When she saw the down coat on Yang's mother, she was jealous and said sourly, "Your clothes are beautiful and of good quality. You are willing to spend money on them. My clothes are all bought by my daughter. Oh, by the way, didn't your Qiu Bai come to give you New Year gifts during the New Year?"
But in her heart she was thinking, Yang Qiubai married Han Ze from Hanjia Village. That guy was a pushover with a lot of bad friends. All the money he earned was borrowed by others and no one ever paid him back. It would be hard for Qiubai to have a good life if she married him.
Yang Qiubai has been very competitive since she was young and often bullied her daughter. Unexpectedly, the men she married were worse than the other, not as good as the one her daughter married, and the men still loved her.
It's useless for a woman to be strong. She has to marry a man who treats her well so that her life can be smooth.
Mother Yang glanced at her sideways and said with a smile, "This was bought for me by my eldest daughter in the city. She also bought one for her father. Qiu Bai asked me to try it on to see if it fits me. I put it on and didn't have time to take it off."
Aunt Hu's face froze: "Was it your Qiu Bai who just came back?"
Mother Yang said with a smile on her face: "Han Ze bought a house in the city, and the whole family moved to the city. It's almost the New Year, so he came back to give us New Year gifts. He didn't even have a meal, and rushed back to the city, fearing that he would miss the long-distance bus. You can see, he's busy every day."
Aunt Hu curled her lips and said, "So, your Qiubai married the right person this time."
After saying that, she turned around and went back home, but she was thinking in her heart, could it be that Han Ze turned over a new leaf for Yang Qiubai? She thought it was unlikely, after all, it is difficult to change a person's nature.
She thought uncomfortably and didn't know why she made money. Could it be that Yang Qiubai's luck really turned and she married the right person
...
Inside the city, Boss Chen led a group of people to stand in front of Han Ze's house and knocked hard, but no one answered.
An old man with silver hair and white beard beside him pulled his arm and said, "Maybe he's not at home?"
Boss Chen pondered and said, "Master Han carves at home every day. Where else can he go if he is not at home?"
Han Ze's family returned home, saw them, and said with a smile: "Boss Chen!"
Boss Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Han Ze, where have you been?"
Han Ze smiled and explained, "I went back to my hometown."
Boss Chen looked at the old man beside him and said, "Master Han, this is Master Bai Ya. He saw your sculptures and wanted to come and visit you."
The young man next to the old man sneered disdainfully when he heard Boss Chen call Han Ze "Master Han".
Master Baiya turned his head and looked at him, and the young man immediately shut up. The young man was Zheng Xu, a disciple of Master Baiya. He saw that his master was very impressed with Han Ze's carvings, and he was very dissatisfied with Han Ze. Han Ze was about the same age as him, and how could his carvings reach the master level? Even if he had seen Han Ze's carvings, he didn't think they were carved by him personally, and his master must have helped him.
Han Ze didn't care about their reactions. He nodded to Master Baiya and said with a smile, "Master Baiya, please come in and sit down."
Seeing that Han Ze's attitude towards his master was average and he didn't praise him like other people, Zheng Xu snorted in his heart and was very dissatisfied with him.
Master Bai Ya originally wanted to see the handicrafts carved by Han Ze, but Han Ze had been carving works for Boss Chen and Boss Mi for some time and had no time to carve other handicrafts. The only things displayed in his home were the mediocre handicrafts carved by his original incarnation.
Master Bai Ya was very disappointed, but Zheng Xu became more certain of his guess. He felt that those Buddha statues must have been carved with the help of Master Han Ze. In order to make a name for Han Ze, his master also tried his best.
The purpose of Master Bai Ya's visit this time was to invite Han Ze to participate in an international art exhibition.
Zheng Xu pulled the master's arm, wanting to remind him to reconsider. After all, they had only seen those Buddha statues and had not seen Han Ze's carvings with their own eyes. It was still unknown whether those Buddha statues were carved by him. Was it inappropriate for the master to blindly invite him to participate in the exhibition
Master Bai Ya glanced at him indifferently. He was already old, so how could he not be as good as a young man in judging people and things
Zheng Xu stopped talking awkwardly, but glanced at Han Ze provocatively.
Han Ze smiled indifferently and agreed to participate in the exhibition without thinking. Since he wanted to achieve something in sculpture, he would definitely participate in some art exhibitions to enhance his fame.
...
The art exhibition will be held next summer, and Han Ze still has a long time to prepare. During the Chinese New Year, Han Ze did not plan to take any work, so he had some free time. In the morning, he went to the park to practice Tai Chi with the old men and women, in the afternoon, he took the children out to play, and in the evening, he stayed at home to watch TV.
That night, the family was sitting around the TV watching TV, when suddenly a news report came on about a girl who was robbed, raped and murdered while riding in a taxi.
Han Ze turned off the TV, looked at the other three people in the family seriously, and said, "I plan to send Jiaojiao to learn martial arts."
Jiaojiao was a little excited: "Dad, I like dancing, I want to learn dancing."
Yang Qiubai smiled and said, "Since Jiaojiao likes it, let's go learn to dance."
Han Lekang also said, "Many girls in the city learn to dance. Jiaojiao can go and learn to dance, so as not to fall behind other girls in the class."
Han Ze glanced at them and said, "When I say learning martial arts, I mean the martial arts as in fighting, not the dance as in dancing."
Han Jiaojiao: “…”
It's a waste of time.
Han Lekang: “…”
What does Dad want to do
Only Yang Qiubai heard Han Ze's words and thought deeply about the news just now.
Han Ze said, "Tomorrow I will go find out where I can learn martial arts. While Jiaojiao is still young, I will send her there to learn martial arts."
Han Lekang suddenly said, "Dad, do you want to train Jiaojiao to be another mother?"
Han Ze looked at him.
Han Lekang smiled and said, "Dad, do you plan to train Jiaojiao to be a tigress as well?"
Having said that, he ran away.
Han Ze pointed at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "This brat."
Han Jiaojiao said in a tangled manner: "Dad, do I really want to learn martial arts?"
Han Ze nodded, "Dad is doing this for your own good. Let your brother go with you, then you won't feel lonely."
Han Jiaojiao said happily: "If my brother goes, I will go too."
Han Lekang popped his head out of the house and complained, "Dad, can I not learn?"
Han Ze looked at him with a half-smile: "For your sister's sake, you watch it yourself."
Han Lekang wailed, "Okay, I'll learn it."
If his sister learns martial arts and she is too good at it, wouldn't he, as her brother, be unable to beat her? That would be embarrassing.
Yang Qiubai sat aside, looking at the few people with a gentle smile on his face.
Author's comment: Updated! The weather is really hot, and the students are on holiday!
Good night everyone!!!!