Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Another day, sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves onto the training ground. Shen Shaodong, as usual, methodically arranged the day's exercises for everyone. A mysterious glint flickered in his eyes, and then, wordlessly and mysteriously, he left the room.

At this time, the three people who remained in the training ground did not slack off at all. They had already quickly immersed themselves in the second form of military boxing - "throat piercing kick".

The three of them had already memorized the essentials of this move. Look, they stood firmly in horse stance, their eyes firm and focused, and every punch and kick was full of power.

The military boxing was performed with great force, and the sound of the wind whistled through the air, as if it was the cry of their fighting will.

As for Shen Li, she did not simply follow everyone to practice boxing. She shouted out the key points of the boxing moves while practicing, and carefully reviewed the essence of this move, truly learning new things by reviewing the old ones every day.

Her voice, like the clear sound of a mountain stream, resonated throughout the training grounds. The two men heard only her distinct shout: "Change your left fist into a palm and thrust it forward, palm facing upward. Your hand must be like a blade unsheathed, thrusting straight ahead. Keep your right fist at your waist, as if accumulating boundless power, ready to burst forth at any moment. Push your left foot straight while simultaneously lifting your right leg, pointing your right foot downward like a taut bowstring, and kick forward with all your might. Then, quickly retract it. The entire movement must be seamless and clean!"

Amidst Shen Li's clear shouts, the three men's boxing moves were in perfect unison, as if they had been cast from the same mold. The rhythm of each movement was perfectly timed, their postures erect and their spirits vigorous. Their high spirits seemed to infect everything around them, and the training effect was already beginning to show.

Shen Li's house is in a corner on the edge of the village, and the widow Zhang Qinniang's house is only a few hundred meters away from the Shen family.

There are two families living in the middle of this few hundred meters long distance, but the yards of those two families have been uninhabited and unattended for a long time, so they appear to be deserted.

Weeds grow wildly in the yard. They are like a group of unrestrained little beasts, madly occupying every inch of land. Some are even taller than humans, swaying gently in the breeze, as if telling the loneliness of time.

This deserted yard became a perfect cover for the evil-minded Qian San. Every time he went to visit the widow Zhang secretly, he would take advantage of the cover of the weeds and sneak in without anyone noticing. No one in the village could detect his whereabouts.

At this moment, Shen Shaodong, hiding in the dark, was enduring the bites of mosquitoes. The mosquitoes were like a group of hungry little devils, buzzing around him non-stop, looking for the right opportunity to bite him fiercely.

But Shen Shaodong didn't care about all these. His eyes were fixed on Widow Zhang's yard, like a cheetah waiting for prey, full of concentration and vigilance.

Finally, he saw the person he was waiting for - Qian San. He saw Qian San's sneaky figure, like a thief, looking left and right, and then sneaked into Widow Zhang's yard.

Why was Shen Shaodong so sure that Qian San would come? There was a reason for this. Just yesterday, he happened to see Widow Zhang's mother coming here.

Shen Shaodong knew that with Widow Zhang's narrow-minded and vicious nature, she would not tolerate what her mother said and would definitely try every possible way to harm Ah Li again. She would definitely contact her lover Qian San!

But he couldn't let A'li fall into danger again, so Shen Shaodong waited patiently for Qian San to appear in this mosquito-infested place, and sure enough, he waited for him.

Like a nimble civet cat, he leaped lightly and steadily onto the top of the wall. His eyes darted around, and he instantly spotted the perfect opportunity. Through the hole in the window paper, he could see Qian San and Widow Zhang in the room, lost in a passionate embrace, completely oblivious to the surroundings.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He quickly jumped down from the wall and tiptoed to the door of the main room. With a "click" of the lock in his hand, he locked the door tightly.

The two people in the house were having a passionate time, their ears filled with each other's sweet words. The slight sound of the door being locked was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without causing a single ripple.

With a triumphant smile on his face, Shen Shaodong picked up a bundle of wet firewood he had prepared in advance. He blew on the tinder, and the weak flame danced with difficulty on the wet firewood. Soon, wisps of thick smoke began to rise.

He blew a few more breaths into the firewood pile, and the thick smoke rolled up fiercely like soldiers who had received orders, flying high into the sky.

Shen Shaodong looked up at the thick smoke, nodded with satisfaction, then turned over cleanly and walked out of Widow Zhang's yard like a ghost.

Leaving the yard, he sprinted toward the doors of several neighboring houses. As he neared them, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fire! Fire! Put out the fire!" His voice resonated like thunder in the quiet village. Without even a glance, he turned and hurried back home.

People in several courtyards adjacent to Widow Zhang heard the shouts of "fire" at the same time. Suddenly, everyone panicked, grabbing buckets and basins and banging them around while shouting at the top of their lungs, "Fire! Put it out!" The cries spread like a gust of wind throughout the village.

In an instant, villagers near and far rushed towards Widow Zhang's house like soldiers who had heard the charge horn, basins of water in hand. The scene was like a surging tide.

Meanwhile, Qian San and Widow Zhang, who were in the main room, were startled back to their senses by the noise outside. They frantically began to put on their clothes, while Widow Zhang's eyes were filled with fear. She turned her head and saw that the smoke was rising from her own yard. Her heart was in turmoil, and she frantically searched for her clothes, but couldn't find any.

A group of anxious villagers rushed into the yard. One of the impatient men kicked open the door of the main room.

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened. The scene in the room made them stand there in a daze, staring blankly, as if they were under a spell.

They saw Widow Zhang and Qian San in disheveled clothes, frantically trying to find clothes to cover their shame.

What was even more ridiculous was that Qian San had a red bellyband with a mandarin duck pattern hanging crookedly around his neck. The bright red color was particularly eye-catching in this embarrassing scene.

The matter was resolved so neatly and easily, so simply that Shen Shaodong didn't even need to show up in person. The village head, Zhao Dashan, swiftly and decisively expelled Qian San and Widow Zhang from the village.

Although these two were unwilling, they had no choice but to accept this punishment. After all, they knew very well that if they did not accept it, the only option left for them was to be "immersed in a pig cage," an extremely harsh punishment.

It was already the next day when Shen Li learned the whole story. After hearing it, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Daddy is indeed worthy of being a man who could accomplish great things in his previous life. The way he handled things was like using the art of war, simply perfect and resolute!

Look, this time, he handled Widow Zhang's matter properly without making a fuss, maintaining the rules and customs of the village without causing too much chaos and trouble. It was really amazing.

The most important thing is that he helped her avenge the wolf cub incident quietly!