Little girl, You’re Very Talented (1)
Jiang Xiumei's thought process was very simple.
Piano, ballet or whatever, she didn’t know much about them. She felt that they were just hobbies meant to pass time, not something that could be relied on to feed oneself.
It was fine to let the children learn them for fun if they liked them.
But fighting skills were very useful whether it was in the village or the city.
Since ancient times, there was a saying that the literate would be poor, but the martial practitioner would be rich. As a widow with two children, the fact that Jiang Xiumei could survive well could not be separated from her sturdiness.
If she was a small white flower that swayed in the wind and rain, she would have perished long ago. How could she have raised the two children?
When fighting people in the village, people listened to who had the bigger fist. In the city, these skills could also be used for self-defense. If one encounters any bad guys, just beat them flat to the ground.
Rather than relying on the heavens, it was better to rely on ourselves.
Also, Xiaoman had a precedent of being kidnapped before. Jiang Xiumei was afraid that she might disappear again one day.
She said, “Xiaoman, girls need to learn to protect themselves. After you learn this, no matter what kind of bad people you meet in the future, you’ll be able to beat them up yourself. It’s very useful. If it’s not because Grandma is already old and my waist and legs are not what they used to be, I would want to learn by myself.”
After she said that, she raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Xing. "Your Uncle should also learn."
"...Nonono." Jiang Xing was scared and waved his hands around. He followed up to persuade Xiaoman, “Xiaoman, Uncle is too old and can’t learn it now, otherwise I really want to learn, too. Xiaoman is very cute and beautiful. Bad guys really like to bully kids like that.”
Xiaoman narrowed her mouth and thought about it, finally nodding. “Okay.”
After she studied it well, she would be able to beat up the bad guys and protect Grandma and Uncle.
Sigh, there was no other way; they were all already old after all…
On the other hand, she was still young. A good student must respect her elders and care for the younger ones!
While waiting for the weekend to come, Jiang Xiumei took Jiang Xiaoman to find the teacher of the hobby class.
"Teacher, I brought the child." Jiang Xiumei pushed Jiang Xiaoman forward. "Can you see if she’s suitable for learning it?"
The martial arts teacher was a middle-aged man who looked huge and powerful. He had very defined muscles and anyone could tell that he was strong at first glance.
He was very tall and strong, several times stronger than her!
Jiang Xiaoman looked up at him, a little scared, and could not say anything.
The teacher glanced at Jiang Xiaoman and asked her, "Little friend, what do you want to learn?"
Jiang Xiaoman shook her head. After a pause, she said with her childish voice, "I want to learn how to fight well."
"..." The teacher coughed slightly. "We don't advocate the use of force to solve problems. The children who come here all come to maintain their health."
Jiang Xiaoman explained. "I'm not going to beat my little friends. I'm going to beat bad guys."
"Oh?" The teacher said, "You don't need to beat the bad guys, you can just run away when you see them. And remember to shout for help."
"But I can't run as fast as the bad guys."
"...That’s true."
"And bad guys won't give me a chance to call for help." Jiang Xiaoman said angrily, "I met a big bad guy last time! He didn't give me the chance to call for help. He made me faint and took me away! I didn't even get a chance to call out! Humph!"
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xiaoman didn’t reject coming here to learn martial arts.
Next time, she must beat her granduncle to the ground first!
The teacher was shocked.
He looked at Jiang Xiumei, then at Jiang Xiaoman, and decided not to ask anything. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Let her take the personal aptitude test first. We’ll talk after the result comes out.”
Oh, that sounded very professional!
Jiang Xiumei naturally had no objection.
Jiang Xiaoman worked hard to pass a series of tests, huffing and puffing until she was sweating all over. Thin strands of her hair stuck to her forehead, and she looked very tired.
She collapsed on the chair and sat motionlessly.
Her stomach was growling.
The teacher brought out a basket filled to the brim with biscuits, snacks and fruit.
Jiang Xiaoman's eyes lit up, "Can I eat them all?"
"Yes, go ahead."
After that, he went to the office to talk about the registration with Jiang Xiumei, letting Xiaoman rest there alone.
After talking for about ten minutes, the two adults finally came out of the office. At that time, Xiaoman had also almost finished eating.
She had nearly finished all of the food.
The teacher was taken aback and took a serious look at Xiaoman’s stomach, wondering how her small body could store so many things.
This kid sure could eat!
Jiang Xiumei asked, "Teacher, do you think this child has the talent? Can she learn well?"
Teacher smiled, "Yes, she can. She’s very talented."
She could eat well and would grow strong, and with a strong body, she would be really good at fighting.
She, one hundred percent, could do it!
Since that day, Jiang Xiaoman started attending hobby classes.
Everyday after school, she didn’t go home but instead went directly to the hobby class classroom.
Previously, she still felt that going to school was very fun and comfortable, and not much different from kindergarten. There wasn't that much homework, and it was easy for her to complete it everyday.
She could finish the homework that the teacher gave in between the breaks at school, that was how easy it was.
But now, she was not as free.
Well, this was also the joy of going to school... right?
She was fine, she could do this! Wuu wuu wuu…
Jiang Xiaoman wiped her tears, not crying.
Little girl, You’re Very Talented (1)
Jiang Xiumei's thought process was very simple.
Piano, ballet or whatever, she didn’t know much about them. She felt that they were just hobbies meant to pass time, not something that could be relied on to feed oneself.
It was fine to let the children learn them for fun if they liked them.
But fighting skills were very useful whether it was in the village or the city.
Since ancient times, there was a saying that the literate would be poor, but the martial practitioner would be rich. As a widow with two children, the fact that Jiang Xiumei could survive well could not be separated from her sturdiness.
If she was a small white flower that swayed in the wind and rain, she would have perished long ago. How could she have raised the two children?
When fighting people in the village, people listened to who had the bigger fist. In the city, these skills could also be used for self-defense. If one encounters any bad guys, just beat them flat to the ground.
Rather than relying on the heavens, it was better to rely on ourselves.
Also, Xiaoman had a precedent of being kidnapped before. Jiang Xiumei was afraid that she might disappear again one day.
She said, “Xiaoman, girls need to learn to protect themselves. After you learn this, no matter what kind of bad people you meet in the future, you’ll be able to beat them up yourself. It’s very useful. If it’s not because Grandma is already old and my waist and legs are not what they used to be, I would want to learn by myself.”
After she said that, she raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Xing. "Your Uncle should also learn."
"...Nonono." Jiang Xing was scared and waved his hands around. He followed up to persuade Xiaoman, “Xiaoman, Uncle is too old and can’t learn it now, otherwise I really want to learn, too. Xiaoman is very cute and beautiful. Bad guys really like to bully kids like that.”
Xiaoman narrowed her mouth and thought about it, finally nodding. “Okay.”
After she studied it well, she would be able to beat up the bad guys and protect Grandma and Uncle.
Sigh, there was no other way; they were all already old after all…
On the other hand, she was still young. A good student must respect her elders and care for the younger ones!
While waiting for the weekend to come, Jiang Xiumei took Jiang Xiaoman to find the teacher of the hobby class.
"Teacher, I brought the child." Jiang Xiumei pushed Jiang Xiaoman forward. "Can you see if she’s suitable for learning it?"
The martial arts teacher was a middle-aged man who looked huge and powerful. He had very defined muscles and anyone could tell that he was strong at first glance.
He was very tall and strong, several times stronger than her!
Jiang Xiaoman looked up at him, a little scared, and could not say anything.
The teacher glanced at Jiang Xiaoman and asked her, "Little friend, what do you want to learn?"
Jiang Xiaoman shook her head. After a pause, she said with her childish voice, "I want to learn how to fight well."
"..." The teacher coughed slightly. "We don't advocate the use of force to solve problems. The children who come here all come to maintain their health."
Jiang Xiaoman explained. "I'm not going to beat my little friends. I'm going to beat bad guys."
"Oh?" The teacher said, "You don't need to beat the bad guys, you can just run away when you see them. And remember to shout for help."
"But I can't run as fast as the bad guys."
"...That’s true."
"And bad guys won't give me a chance to call for help." Jiang Xiaoman said angrily, "I met a big bad guy last time! He didn't give me the chance to call for help. He made me faint and took me away! I didn't even get a chance to call out! Humph!"
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xiaoman didn’t reject coming here to learn martial arts.
Next time, she must beat her granduncle to the ground first!
The teacher was shocked.
He looked at Jiang Xiumei, then at Jiang Xiaoman, and decided not to ask anything. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Let her take the personal aptitude test first. We’ll talk after the result comes out.”
Oh, that sounded very professional!
Jiang Xiumei naturally had no objection.
Jiang Xiaoman worked hard to pass a series of tests, huffing and puffing until she was sweating all over. Thin strands of her hair stuck to her forehead, and she looked very tired.
She collapsed on the chair and sat motionlessly.
Her stomach was growling.
The teacher brought out a basket filled to the brim with biscuits, snacks and fruit.
Jiang Xiaoman's eyes lit up, "Can I eat them all?"
"Yes, go ahead."
After that, he went to the office to talk about the registration with Jiang Xiumei, letting Xiaoman rest there alone.
After talking for about ten minutes, the two adults finally came out of the office. At that time, Xiaoman had also almost finished eating.
She had nearly finished all of the food.
The teacher was taken aback and took a serious look at Xiaoman’s stomach, wondering how her small body could store so many things.
This kid sure could eat!
Jiang Xiumei asked, "Teacher, do you think this child has the talent? Can she learn well?"
Teacher smiled, "Yes, she can. She’s very talented."
She could eat well and would grow strong, and with a strong body, she would be really good at fighting.
She, one hundred percent, could do it!
Since that day, Jiang Xiaoman started attending hobby classes.
Everyday after school, she didn’t go home but instead went directly to the hobby class classroom.
Previously, she still felt that going to school was very fun and comfortable, and not much different from kindergarten. There wasn't that much homework, and it was easy for her to complete it everyday.
She could finish the homework that the teacher gave in between the breaks at school, that was how easy it was.
But now, she was not as free.
Well, this was also the joy of going to school... right?
She was fine, she could do this! Wuu wuu wuu…
Jiang Xiaoman wiped her tears, not crying.
