Weiyang is really interested in this.
She felt that knowing Kung Fu could at least protect herself, just like riding a horse. If she encountered any problems, she could just ride the horse and run away.
It's better to know than not to know.
On the way back, Yan Xiaoxia nodded her youngest sister's head and said, "Yan Xiaoyan, I'm telling you, you are not allowed to teach your aunt kung fu. Your uncle won't allow it."
"Why doesn't my uncle allow me to do so? I'm just learning Kung Fu. Dad said it can help me improve my health." Yan Xiaoyan turned her head and asked, pulling her braid.
"Aunt is different from us. She was brought up in pampered pampering. She can't stand these hardships. You will understand later."
Yan Xiaoling also nodded. Practicing Kung Fu was indeed hard. She was not as good as her elder sister Yan Xiaoxia. However, it was said that several concubines of Uncle Feng's family practiced better!
Yan Xiaoyan stuck out her tongue, sat quietly aside, and stopped talking. The four sisters changed the subject, and soon the carriage sent the four girls back home.
The first thing the four girls did when they got home was to answer their mother's questions and tell her in detail what had happened that day.
Yan Xiaoxia was already married, but she came back and talked to Madam Feng about what happened today before returning to her husband's home under the escort of her brothers.
After Wei Yang sent the four girls from the Yan family away, she returned to her room, washed up, and sat down to practice calligraphy seriously.
She picked up a collection of poems and copied them carefully, stroke by stroke.
The light in the room cast her shadow on the curtains, delicate and fragile.
In the front hall, Yan Gui was still drinking with Yan Feng and the others. Today they had gone out for a ride, raced and hunted. Coming back to sit in the warm front hall, drinking and eating meat, they felt indescribably comfortable.
"This fish is good, little brother. When did you get a new cook?"
Yan Yun pointed to a plate of stewed fish on the table and said.
His wife is the most ladylike among his four brothers, and her household management is the best among them. Today's dish of fish stew still amazed him.
"This fish stew was made by the girl." said the servant behind him.
"Oh." Yan Feng was surprised: "Then this dish of pickled cabbage with vinegar was made by my girl. No wonder the taste is so familiar."
Yan Gui stared at Yan Lei who was eating fish and slowly frowned.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Yan Lei, who was eating fish, suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked over and saw Yan Gui had stood up at some point, bent down and brought the plate of fish in front of him.
Yan Yun, who was about to pick up his chopsticks, turned pale and ate the mutton expressionlessly. Yan Feng looked at Yan Gui, then at Yan Lei, and dragged the vinegar-fried cabbage that Yan Xiaoxia had cooked in front of him.
Humph, your wife is the only one who can cook. Fortunately, I still have the dishes cooked by my daughter, although the taste is not so good.
Yan Gui concentrated on eating the fish, ignoring the expressions of the others at the table.
Yan Dian was the youngest among the four brothers, only a few years older than Yan Gui. Seeing that none of them spoke, he simply grabbed two steamed buns, lowered his head and ate them silently.
He didn't touch the fish, so he didn't know whether it tasted good or not. He didn't need to be like his brothers, angry but unable to speak out.
Yan Dian ate the most during the meal, and he ate half of the steamed buns on the table. Yan Gui also ate a lot, and he ate a full plate of fish.
At the end, there was some fish soup left at the bottom of the plate, which he dipped into with his steamed buns and ate up completely.
Yan Feng, Yan Yun and Yan Lei watched the plate of fish being eaten up by Yan Gui with eager eyes, but they could do nothing.
They originally still held out hope that there would be something left of Yan Gui.
In the end there was nothing left!