Farmers have children to raise

Chapter 8
"Bring the shoes here." Son Xiong ignored her and ordered Rhubarb, the aggressive dog.

The ferocious dog barked threateningly at her, then turned and went out. Within 2 minutes, he ran in again with a pair of shoes in his mouth, put his dog's legs in front of Xiongzi, and did not forget to bark at her when he looked up. .

Baochun's head is full of black lines, and he has searched out dozens of dishes related to dog meat.

When she walked out of the room, she saw the golden sun hanging on the top of the mountain, the sky was azure blue, and in an open space somewhere in the yard, one big and one small were fisting each other.

The older one is Uncle Ma, and the younger one is her cheap son.

Without the awakening of the monster, Xiong Zi's strength obviously cannot be compared with yesterday's. However, in her eyes, the small fist is still very powerful. Don't dare to underestimate it. It is more than enough to beat her.

Heartbroken, Baochun was really thinking about whether to practice one move or another. He didn't expect to become a master, at least not to be thrown as a sandbag.

Behind the two, Baochun followed the gourd to draw a ladle, but the gourd turned too fast, and she couldn't keep up with the ladle at all.

Uncle Ma seems to have noticed that the speed of punching has gradually slowed down a lot, but no matter how slow it is, for a layman like Baochun, it is still a difficult problem to draw very high.

Kicking out his right foot, due to too much force and the unstable center of his left foot, Baochun fell cleanly to the ground with a squeak. It's self-inflicted, and now it's not just stuffy, but desperate.

"Miss, did you fall?" Uncle Ma, who had been paying attention, stopped quickly.

How could she not fall, her ass, since she came here, has been in close contact with the earth time and time again, and she has a posture of being lingering forever.

Painful, Baochun bared his teeth and stood up while supporting Uncle Ma's arm. He managed to force a smile and said to Uncle Ma, "I'm so excited."

Uncle Ma helped her to sit on the chair next to her. As soon as she touched her, she jumped up in pain, "This chair is too hard."

The cheap son who stopped early seemed to have a smile in his eyes.

Uncle Ma next to him also looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, his face was so tense that it was almost distorted, and that expression felt even more uncomfortable than Baochun.

Finding a soft cushion, Baochun sat down stiffly, suddenly felt ashamed, if there was a crack on the floor, she would have slipped in.

But that cheap son was too inconsiderate of his mother, he squinted at her and hummed: "I can't even walk, I just want to dance."

"Hey, how do you talk, I'm your mother, you talk to elders like this, moral etiquette, no one taught you?" Baochun became a little annoyed.

"Nobody taught me." The bear child hugged his chest and squinted his eyes.

"You..." Baochun was annoyed and said incoherently.

"Miss, please calm down first." Uncle Ma dissuaded, "The main reason is that the young master has a special body, so he taught some martial arts first, and this has not taken care of enlightenment."

After a pause, "Actually, what the young master said is also reasonable. To practice martial arts, you need to practice basic skills first. You can easily get hurt like this, because you were not interested before. I thought you were just for fun. If you really want to learn , let's start with the basics..."

Baochun's eyes sparkled, and Uncle Ma over there saw it, and the following words were a little hard to say, "Your age, your age..." After hesitating for a while, he finally said: "Your age is beyond the age of martial arts practitioners." It's the best time, let's take it as physical fitness."

"Strengthen your body?" Baochun quit. There are many ways to strengthen your body, such as Taijiquan, Taijijian, and yoga. They can't keep fit, and it's not easier than these. She needs to practice this without losing effort. Good kung fu, sat down in disappointment, and waved his hands, "Forget it, my arms and legs are probably not suitable for practicing kung fu. It's enough for my son to practice well. From now on, I'll count on him to protect my mother."

Xiong Zi didn't respond, it was too embarrassing.

But Uncle Ma said: "Young master has very good aptitude, especially talented in martial arts."

Can there be no talent, once a disease occurs, it will be a catastrophe that no one can resist!
"It's a pity for me to teach. If you can find a good teacher, you can achieve limitless achievements." Uncle Ma said regretfully.

The brat over there said, "No need."

This appearance is quite arrogant, but Baochun didn't quite agree with Uncle Ma's words, "Achievement is only a matter of achievement. I don't want him to have any ability, as long as he is happy."

Uncle Ma probably thought of the young master's illness, nodded and said, "Miss is quite right."

After breakfast, Baochun is going to take a walk in the town, firstly to learn about this era, and secondly, to see if he can find some ways to make money to improve the difficult situation at home.

The current situation of the family is like this. The family is not very good at farming, so they grow some vegetables. The daily life depends entirely on Uncle Ma’s hunting. Life is not only tight, although it is not hungry, it is not much better go there.

"Miss can't go to town alone."

Uncle Ma is going hunting, Lan Xiang is going to take care of the vegetable garden, everyone has their own affairs to be busy, these Baochun can't help much at all, it can delay them, so they say they want to go by themselves, but no matter what they say, Neither of them agree.

"It's not very far away." Baochun argued, "I'll just go and have a look, and there's nothing to do."

"It's not safe for a woman to go out alone. Otherwise, I won't go, but Lan Xiang must follow." Uncle Ma thought for a while and said.

"Okay, let's go to the little wine too. It's the time for children to gain knowledge, so it's not okay to be bored at home." Baochun said.

"Don't call me Xiaojiu." Shen Rui, who was holding rhubarb, glared at her.

Xiaojiu is Baochun's nickname for the bear child, and she accidentally discovered that the cheap son actually has dimples, and he is still a couple, so Xiaojiu screamed like this.

Of course, the bear child is very opposed to this nickname. First, he adopted a passive resistance policy of ignorance, that is, the so-called cold treatment. Obviously, he underestimated Baochun's thick skin, and his repeated defeats and injuries. Still unyielding, he vowed to take provoking him as his mission to the end. Once he called out, he was not ready to let go. Therefore, the bear boy took violent actions to resist, but the result was very little effect.

(End of this chapter)