Plane Trading: A Peasant Girl Escapes from Famine and Becomes Rich Enough of a Nation

"But, girls should get married..."

Su Mingyue brought the topic back to the topic, saying that girls should be like this and like that, and it felt like this was the path every girl had to take.

Not following this path would be considered as being extremely rebellious and against moral standards, and one might even feel like one would not be able to get married in the future.

Su Qiuyi couldn't convince her younger sister, but she still wanted to save her, so she spoke:

"If you like wielding swords, then go and learn! There is nothing you have to do! Just like your second sister said, girls must know how to sew and must take care of their husbands and children! This is wrong!

Girls can also pick up spears, ride on horses, and go into battle to kill the enemy. This is not the only way to go!

Of course, I'm not telling you not to get married, I'm just telling you to do whatever you like! Compared to the opinions of others, what you like is the most important! After all, life is only a few decades long!"

Su Qiuyi's eyes became brighter and brighter as she looked at her younger sister. She watched her second sister lower her head helplessly and stopped arguing with her.

She knew that she couldn't change her second sister's mind in a short time, but it didn't matter. Since her second sister liked embroidery and needlework, she would still support her! As long as she had a skill, she wouldn't have to worry about relying on anyone for the rest of her life.

Here, three sisters were having a debate competition, and outside the cave it was not quiet either, with more than ten people queuing up to wait for their freshly made wooden swords.

Chu Mingxiao, who was sitting leisurely on the side, listened to everything the three sisters said.

While he was surprised at the little black girl's unique point of view, he nodded secretly in his heart.

I feel that life is only a few decades long and it is not worth living in the eyes of others.

I never thought that a little peasant girl would have such free and easy views and such great insights into life.

What shocked him even more was what she said, that women could also pick up spears and ride on horses to kill the enemy.

Just this courage made him admire it immensely.

He had never seen a little girl with such courage.

In his impression, girls are delicate and pretentious, and they will cry for half a day if they fall.

It was the first time I heard such grand and murderous words from a little girl, and I couldn't help but nod in my heart.

Next, Chu Mingxiao's training of Su Qiuyi was no longer as lazy and negligent as it was at the beginning.

However, the intensity of the training became stronger day by day, and Su Qiuyi was so tired that he was too lazy to speak.

After five days of practice, Su Qiuyi hadn't even touched the hilt of the sword. On the contrary, Chu Mingxiao, after his wound had healed and the poison was almost cleared, started practicing swordsmanship during the time they did horse stance every day.

On the fifth day, the time for horse stance practice was extended from half an hour to one hour.

Chu Mingxiao also practiced five sets of sword techniques in front of them. When he put away his sword and turned around, the fourteen disciples had trembling legs, sweat on their foreheads, and their expressions were painful.

All grown men are like this, let alone Su Qiuyi. His legs felt so weak that he was about to sit down on the ground, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, but his eyes never left Chu Mingxiao.

After an hour, she only managed to persevere by memorizing Chu Mingxiao's sword training movements and diverting her attention.

He practiced the same sword technique five times. Although there were a lot of moves, Su Qiuyi was surprised to find that he had memorized them almost exactly.

"time up!"

As Chu Mingxiao said that the time was up, everyone sat down on the ground in unison and started massaging their legs.

"No, it feels like my legs are no longer my own!"

The oldest one, Qin Kui, spoke first, pounding his legs and shouting that he couldn't stand it.

He felt a little itchy, and watching the young master practicing swordplay with such a dashing look, he remembered how he had spent a lot of time sharpening the sword with five pieces of thick wood, bought by his third brother for an exquisite wooden sword.

He also wanted to swing the sword as vigorously as his young master. These days, whenever his wife saw him, she would ask him how his studies were going and complain that he was not doing his job properly, not caring about household chores, not even picking up firewood, and instead just hanging out with a group of young men.

He was anxious to learn swordsmanship so that he could report to his wife. However, the young master only taught them to run, do horse stance, and frog jump, making their legs like wooden stakes. He just didn't teach them swordsmanship.

Su Qiuyi was not much better off. She sat there and hammered her legs, but she was very tenacious in the face of challenges and would not give up easily. Besides, she was tired from looking for the place, so she had to finish it even if she had to crawl.

She has suffered so much for these days, and now she is giving up before she even learns how to hold the sword?

"Okay, stand up after you're done relaxing! I'll give everyone a chance today. Everyone should practice the sword technique I just practiced!"

In the past, the training would have been almost over here, but today, Chu Mingxiao gave an order and gave them a chance to learn swordsmanship.

But it caught everyone off guard.

None of the disciples had expected that the sword skills that the young master had just practiced while they were doing horse stance were actually being taught to them!

Standing in horse stance is already so tiring, who would want to memorize sword moves?

But without giving them a chance to discuss, Chu Mingxiao directly asked, "Who goes first?"

Everyone moved in unison and looked at the oldest person, Qin Kui.

Qin Kui was also dumbfounded. Although he always shouted that he was the eldest brother, at this moment, he knew what it felt like to feel guilty.

However, when everyone looked over there, Chu Mingxiao had also looked over there.

Qin Kui had no choice. He couldn't bring himself to say no, so he could only pick up his wooden sword, which was more exquisite than anyone else's, and go ahead and try.

Fortunately, their training was in the woods not far from the base, otherwise he would have made a big fool of himself.

Standing in front of a dozen people, his legs trembling slightly, he tried hard to recall the actions of his young master just now.

Thinking back to when the young master had been practicing sword skills in front of them just now, he regretted not paying attention.

He was only concerned with the fact that he could no longer bear it and his legs were about to break, and had no intention of watching the young master perform swordplay.

With a swish, Qin Kui threw the wooden sword out with a somewhat twisted movement. Su Qiuyi was the first one who couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He gritted his teeth and started swinging the sword around randomly, and after a few moves, he even hit himself.

Qin Kui shook his head and said, "Little Master, I haven't learned it yet. I will study hard later and then play with it."

Being laughed at by his niece Yiyi, he felt like he was losing face.

Chu Mingxiao did not force him. He raised his head slightly and motioned him to go back.

"Who's on next?"

Everyone was pushing and shoving, and no one dared to step forward. Chu Mingxiao looked at Su Qiuyi, who was standing aside with a smile on his face.

Su Qiuyi's heart skipped a beat, and before she could retract her smile, Chu Mingxiao called her, "You come!"

Su Qiuyi was not panicking at all, as she had memorized all the movements. However, her slightly trembling legs prevented her from walking forward with a proud look.

"Hurry up! I'm hungry!" Chu Mingxiao urged the little black girl when he saw her dawdling.

Su Qiuyi had no choice but to quicken his pace and walk forward, wanting to take his sword back from him.

Chu Mingxiao dodged by turning sideways, then raised his chin and pointed at a wooden sword on the ground.