Chapter 12

Zhang Xiaohua opened his eyes at the same time as the first ray of sunlight shone onto the Wild Jujube Forest. Something flickered in his dark eyes for a moment before disappearing.

Zhang Xiaohua did not immediately get up like usual. Instead, she laid down on the kang bed and closed her eyes again.

Her swollen cheeks were no longer as painful as last night. If she didn't purposely tug at the corners of her lips, it wouldn't hurt anymore. The wounds on her body were slowly healing, but what about the wounds in her heart?

Zhang Xiaohua's mind flashed back to yesterday's events.

Father's decision to stop Big Brother from going forward was not wrong. Father was also right. Things that were beyond one's ability, one should not interfere. Hot-Blooded impulses could lead to death.

It was not wrong for Big Brother to step forward and stop them. Although Miss Liu had only met us once, we had helped each other in the past. Even if she was a stranger, if he had not intervened when he saw her being dragged away and defiled by ugly people, this matter might have become a thorn in his heart that he would never be able to pull out in his lifetime.

Thinking about the surrounding people, the numb, happy, and sympathetic faces, did they not want to go forward to stop them?

Then, he thought of the two short fat men and a group of servants who were like vicious dogs. They were so arrogant and domineering that they did something outrageous in front of so many people.

She thought about how her father and two elder brothers were trampled under the feet of others, and the miserable state of their fists and feet. Perhaps those evil servants didn't want to take their lives, but only took pleasure in it. They used their bodies as tools to amuse themselves, and let their blood ignite their excitement. However, what if those evil servants wanted to take their lives?

Would they be able to escape?

Thinking about it again, Wen Wenhai and his martial sister had descended from the sky and easily knocked down that group of evil servants. The two of them didn't even tell Zhao Wansheng their names. With just a few moves of martial art and a token, they made those two arrogant bullies surrender without putting up a fight, obediently apologizing for their crimes.

A thought flashed through his mind like lightning. Martial arts!

I need strength, I need martial arts.

This time, it was because he met Wen Wenhai and his junior sister. They were righteous and saved him. If they did not help, then his family would have been beaten up and their lives would have been in danger.

It was not reliable to rely on anyone. He had to rely on himself. Only when he had strength would he have the ability to protect himself and his family. Only then would he have the strength to help others.

Zhang Xiaohua's heart suddenly opened up. Since yesterday, his heart had been depressed, but in an instant, it opened up. Just like reclaiming wasteland, with a goal, everything was easy to do. What he lacked was not perseverance, nor was he afraid of suffering, but a direction. With a direction, he could do his best to complete it....

Zhang Xiaohua, who had decided on the direction of his career, did not want to stay in bed any longer. He got up from the bed and walked out of his grandmother's hut under the sunlight.

The excited Zhang Xiaohua did not know that martial arts was not so easy to learn.

Inheritance, talent talent, perseverance, perseverance, opportunities, etc., but which youth did not have their own dreams?

Which young man wasn't in his prime and full of vigor?

Whether successful or unsuccessful, how could the impulsiveness of youth be different?

It was just that everyone's path was different. Only when one walked, would they know whether it was right or wrong.

Our Zhang Xiaohua was the same!

Zhang Xiaohua walked out of the hut and saw his grandmother sitting at the door. He approached and said, "Grandma, it's still early. The wind outside is cold. Come in first. When it's almost noon, you can come out to bask in the sun."

Hearing her grandson's voice, Grandma said lovingly, "Xiaohua, Grandma wants to breathe more of the outside air. Grandma wants to live one day at a time. I don't want to stay in the hut every day.

But you, does your body still hurt?

You should sleep more in bed. "

Zhang Xiaohua said cheerfully, "Grandma, I'm fine. Touch my face, it's not swollen anymore."

Zhang Xiaohua took Grandma's rough hand and put it on his face. Grandma touched it carefully and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, it's fine as long as you're fine."

After that, she wiped her wet eyes with her sleeve. It seemed that she still cared for her youngest grandson.

In the yard, Guo Sufei was busy at the stove outside the hut. Liu Qian and Liu Yueyue were also helping. The two of them were very happy, but Liu Qian seemed a little shy. Yes, Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. Sure enough, Liu Qian's face was still red.

Strange, what's going on?

Zhang Xiaohua didn't know that Liu Qian and Liu Yueyue woke up before dawn. Because they were not used to living in their own house, they couldn't sleep anymore. The two of them were afraid to disturb Guo Sufei's sleep, so they whispered together and talked about yesterday's matter. They were glad that they escaped the disaster.

Liu Qian's heart was especially grateful to Zhang Xiaolong. If he didn't rush to stop them in time, they would be dragged into the alley by the two bullies. What's more, Zhang Xiaolong was unarmed and used his own body to protect the two weak women. Although he was seriously injured, he still had a determined expression on his face, which was deeply engraved in her heart.

Not long after, Guo Sufei also woke up. She listened to the two girls talking and didn't disturb them. Seeing that the sky was about to brighten, she coughed a few times and sat up. The two girls also quickly got up.

Last night, Guo Sufei was worried about her family's injuries, and the light was not good. She didn't look at the two girls carefully. Now, the sky was bright, and her family's injuries were stable. Only then did she have the opportunity to look at the two girls.

The two girls were very beautiful, and their figures were good. Although they were different in height, each of them had their own merits. However, if they didn't have some beauty, how could they be molested in the street?

Then, Zhang Xiaolong's mother began to ask all sorts of questions about the two girls.

Only then did she know that there were only three people in Liu Qian's family, her father and brother. Her mother had died of illness a few years ago. Liu Qian's father was a teacher, and her brother was also a weak scholar. The family didn't have much land, and they only relied on teaching to make a living. They were respected in the village.

Liu Yueyue was Liu Qian's cousin. Her father was a butcher, and he was the brother of Liu Qian's father. They lived in the same village. Liu Yueyue's parents were both alive, and she was the only daughter in the family.

Yesterday, Liu Qian's family had guests. Her father and brother accompanied the guests, and Liu Yueyue's father was busy with his own business. There was no one to accompany the two sisters to the market.

The three women said a lot of intimate words. Guo Sufei even asked the two girls if they were engaged, and both of them said no.

Liu Yueyue didn't feel anything, but Liu Qian's face was red.

Guo Sufei looked at Liu Qian's shy expression, and her heart was overjoyed.

At dawn, Guo Sufei got up and was busy with breakfast. The two girls also came to help. After a while, Liu Qian's blush still hadn't faded, and Zhang Xiaohua saw a clue.

Zhang Xiaohua walked to the front of the stove and said, "Good morning, two sisters."

It was a very ordinary greeting, but Liu Qian heard the sensitive "sister". She felt that her thoughts were read by this little brother, and her blush rose to her eyebrows. Liu Yueyue happily replied, "Good morning, little brother."

Zhang Xiaohua asked about her father and brother. Guo Sufei said that she had already gone to see them, and there were no changes. The injuries on the outside were lighter, and they hadn't recovered yet. She estimated that they would wake up in a while.

While they were talking, Zhang Cai came out of the house. He was holding a wooden stick as a crutch, and he was limping. It seemed that his right leg wasn't very comfortable.

Guo Sufei and Zhang Xiaohua went to greet him. Zhang Xiaohua brought a chair for her father in the courtyard, and let Zhang Cai sit on it.

He stretched his waist, and his waist hurt so much that he gritted his teeth.

Liu Qian and Liu Yueyue went forward to greet him, and Zhang Cai repeatedly said that there was no need.

Then he said, "The two girls didn't come back last night, so your family must be worried. The few of us men are injured, and Xiaohua alone can't escort you back. I think we should let Xiaohua and the people in the village bring a letter to your family, and let them come and pick you up. What do you think?"

Liu Qian and Liu Yueyue looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

After that, Zhang Cai and Zhang Xiaohua went to the village to find an adult man. The two of them went to Baligou together to bring a letter to Liu Qian and Liu Yueyue's family.

Baligou was southwest of the Guozhuang House, and it was quite far away. When Zhang Xiaohua and the others arrived at Baligou, it was already noon.

Baligou was a village built in the middle of two mountains. From the outside, it looked very big, and was four to five times the size of the Guozhuang House.

There were many people in the village, and it was quite lively. When Zhang Xiaohua walked to the village entrance, someone had already seen her and asked her who she was looking for. Zhang Xiaohua said that she was looking for the teacher, Mr. Liu. That person's face was full of vigilance, but seeing that Zhang Xiaohua was dressed worse than him, and the honest farmer behind her, he still asked, "Where are you from?

Why are you looking for Mr. Liu? "

Zhang Xiaohua said, "We are from the Guozhuang House, and we are here to bring Mr. Liu news of Sister Liu Qian and Sister Liu Yueyue."

That person was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Is that so? Good, come with me quickly."

After that, he brought Zhang Xiaohua and the others to a tidy little courtyard.

Before they reached the door, they heard him shout loudly, "Mr. Liu, Butcher Liu, news of your daughter has arrived."

They heard a loud and clear voice ring out from the courtyard, "Ah, the robbers have sent a letter. I want to see which bastard did this good deed."

Following the voice was a burly man who was two heads taller than Zhang Xiaohua. He jumped out from the courtyard and grabbed Zhang Xiaohua's neck, saying, "Where are you robbers from?

Speak, speak. "Zhang Xiaohua was grabbed so tightly that she couldn't breathe properly, and her face was red. How could she speak?

The man who came with Zhang Xiaohua and the person who led the way were about to dissuade them, but another person came out from the courtyard and said, "Second brother, you can't be so rash. Look at this little guy, his expression, his clothes, does he look like a robber?

Even if he is a robber, you should let him speak. "

That burly man smiled and let go of his hand, saying, "Big brother, aren't I just worried about my daughter's safety?

Don't you know how to be anxious? "

Zhang Xiaohua took a few deep breaths, and her complexion slowly returned to normal. Looking at the two people, she knew that the person behind was Liu Qian's father, Mr. Liu, and the one who grabbed her just now should be Liu Yueyue's father, Butcher Liu.