She always regrets that her two brothers, several nieces, and her biological father are all talented, and she should have practiced with them in her early years.

Regarding his wife's change, Qiao Laosan was shocked at first, but later felt ashamed and guilty.

Under Yun Miao's 'education', he also began to work hard and practice his internal skills day and night.

*

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

That afternoon, after training, Hui Niang, whose temperament had changed drastically, sat on a small stone bench in the cave, lowered her head and wiped her tears, and refused to answer any questions.

Even the little girl Yun Miao felt something was abnormal.

He put down the eggs he was peeling and looked at Father Qiao on the stone bed inquiringly.

Father Qiao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Yun Miao frowned slightly.

Isn’t life pretty good now?

He eats and drinks, eats meat every day, picks up wild eggs from time to time, practices martial arts, and his physical fitness is slowly improving.

The most important thing is that Dad Qiao's legs are recovering quickly, and everything is going in a good direction.

If it weren't for the fact that the water in the pool was getting less and less, she wouldn't want to leave here.

"Mom, isn't this good? Why are you crying?" Yun Miao had a headache. She was most afraid of her mother crying.

If others were nice, she could ignore them, or if they were really annoyed, she could just beat them up, but this was her own mother.

I can't beat him, I can't scold him, and I don't know how to persuade him.

I feel irritable and can only hold it in.

In order to get rid of her disorder, she spent a lot of effort with the help of Xiao Si these days, much more than she spent on Dad Qiao.

The effect was pretty good. My mother, who was as soft and weak as a bun, with red circles under her eyes and wiping away tears, finally seemed to have bottomed out and developed rapidly into a tomboy and a strong woman.

Because of this, she didn't know how proud she was.

As a result, when I turned around, why were I wiping away tears again?

If something really happens, will tears be useful?

It's of no use?

Why don't you understand this?

Besides, what does it look like for a female man to bleed but not shed tears and cry every day?

Hui Niang glanced at her husband who disagreed very much, opened her mouth, hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth, and said, "Daughter, mother... I want to visit your grandfather's house, but I don't know if there is one in their village."

There are no refugees or bandits."

In fact, she has been worried about her parents' family since the second day she settled down on this mountain.

Although Lijiacun is a bit far away from Qiaojiacun, separated by four or five villages, and even more remote than Qiaojiacun, no one knows whether those homeless bandits will break in.

However, at that time, she didn't know whether her husband's leg would be able to recover. Besides, she still had two children to take care of.

She also thought about letting her daughter go and take a look quietly, but her husband didn't agree and she was worried.

Although my daughter seems to be very good at martial arts, she is only thirteen years old after all, and she is a girl. She is really worried about walking such a long distance.

Another thing that worries her is that this girl seems to know nothing about food and clothing, but not many other aspects. She is worried about relationships and accidents.

As for the boys and girls from this family on the mountain, she can beat them until they call them daddy and mommy every time in front of their grandparents and daughter-in-law. She doesn’t know how to look at them at all, and she doesn’t know how to leave something for them.

Face or something.
Chapter completed!