Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 230: Wasted Advantage of Knowing History

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Wasted Advantage of Knowing History

"No worries, I’ll help you beat him up."

Yi Chichi: "..."

This must be my real mom, anyone else wouldn’t do something like this.

"Besides, I think he won’t think you’re abusing me, he’d likely think I’m the one abusing you first..."

Wen’s mother pushed Yi Chichi holding the jar to the door, urging her to deliver the items, "Don’t worry, Mom will always be on your side."

Yi Chichi was both amused and exasperated; her mother-in-law was indeed a character.

Of course, Wen Shi was also quite a character.

Without Wen’s mother’s nurturing, his personality wouldn’t have turned out like his.

It’s quite good.

"I’ll deliver the items first, and then we’ll have a good chat when I’m back."

"Alright, take your time coming back, chat with your father-in-law more, and don’t forget Xiao Jiu."

"Impossible to forget."

She couldn’t forget anyway, because once Qin Jiu saw her, he clung to her side and wouldn’t leave, sneaking a glance at her with each bite of food, afraid she might run away. Seeing this, she said helplessly, "Eat well, your aunt isn’t in a hurry to leave."

Before she finished speaking, Old Mrs. Song placed a big spoonful of seafood stew into Qin Jiu’s bowl, "Eat more."

"Grandma Song, that’s too much."

The portion was too large for him to finish.

Mr. Song casually took some into his own bowl, "Hurry and eat, then talk to your aunt."

"Aunt, wait for me."

"Alright, aunt will wait for you."

The old men worked hard and were very hungry. The jar of seafood stew Yi Chichi brought not only had a large portion, but it was also rich and hearty.

Wen’s mother’s upbringing was quite privileged, and when conditions allowed, she was particular about food and clothing.

In the earlier tough years, it was impossible to be picky and one had to make do.

But what’s buried deep in one’s bones, once given the right conditions, will flourish like indestructible weeds, thriving with a bit of sunshine and rain.

Therefore, from the time Wen Shi joined the army and his income started to rise steadily, Wen’s mother began to gradually indulge in food and clothing.

When Yi Chichi moved in and found that Wen’s mother was even more particular about food than she was, with the principle of being kind to her daughter-in-law, Wen’s mother completely let herself go.

Thus, the seafood stew included not only seafood but also pork belly.

As a result, the stew was not only deliciously seafood flavored but also rich and hearty.

The old men were thoroughly satisfied.

"Finally had a satisfying meal."

Mr. Ma burped without any concern for image, leaning back against the chair with a face of contentment, realizing that today he wasn’t just filling his stomach.

Comfortable!

Mr. Song had a look of contentment, "We must thank Chichi. Without this jar of good food she delivered, we wouldn’t have enjoyed it this much."

Yi Chichi felt undeserving and waved her hand to explain, "It has nothing to do with me. It’s my mother-in-law who made it and asked me to deliver it."

Someone who doesn’t cook can’t give away food for favors.

Only the one holding the ladle has that privilege, "I’m just presenting Buddha with borrowed flowers."

"No matter what, the beneficiaries are us."

Mr. Song sipped his tea and noticed Qin Jiu’s small belly protruding from eating too much, somewhat worried, "Xiao Jiu, don’t just sit there, stand up and move around so you don’t end up with a stomach ache from indigestion."

The child was obedient, when his great-grandfather asked him to move, he really got up to exercise.

Except his exercise was unusual, circling around Yi Chichi, making her dizzy and unable to focus on speaking with the old men.

"Little darling, please don’t keep turning."

If he kept spinning, she wouldn’t be able to sit still.

She grabbed Qin Jiu and said, "Aunt will teach you a boxing routine, why not practice this?"

The little kid was instantly shocked, "Aunt, you know boxing?"

"...Does ’Health Care Boxing’ count as boxing?"

"It counts!"

"Then I know it."

She asked, "Do you want to learn?"

"Yes."

Yi Chichi responded, addressing the old men, "Join in, this routine can be practiced by anyone, regardless of gender or age."

The old men exchanged glances and collectively got up to exercise, following her to learn the boxing routine.

This boxing routine was a Health Care Boxing passed down through generations of the Yi Family in the original world, practiced by ancestors for ages. While not strong in combat, paired with unique breathing techniques, it is beneficial to health, proven to be true.

Those in the Yi Family who’ve diligently practiced this routine have lived past a hundred.

Four, even five, generations existing together isn’t uncommon in the Yi Family.

The old men were perceptive. After practicing a few moves with her taught breathing methods, they felt the heaviness of their bodies from a tiring day seemed to lighten.

Especially the shoulders, neck, and waist, where the effects were immediately apparent. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Having experienced it firsthand, they became even more earnest in learning.

The entire set of boxing moves isn’t extensive, totaling 15 forms, taking about half an hour to complete.

After teaching it thoroughly once, Yi Chichi concluded and exhaled a breath, "Finished."

"Let’s do it again."

The old men found enjoyment and did not want to stop, frightening her into quickly cautions, "No repeats, this boxing routine should only be done once; doing it again would place strain on the body, causing harm instead."

"??? There’s such a saying?"

Mr. Ma was perplexed, which family’s boxing routine is concerned with too much being excessive? Isn’t it true that the more practiced, the greater the strength?

"Other routines don’t have this, but this one does."

She sternly advised, "If truly wanting to practice, the best is once in the morning and evening, absolutely not more. After practicing the routine, don’t proceed with a second round unless separated. Remember well, otherwise, if health issues arise, you’ll suffer."

"We’ll follow your advice."

Seeing her seriously stress this, the old men nodded rapidly.

Just then, being bitten by a mosquito, Qin Jiu heard the window open, went to the window to close it, just reached out for the bracket, his peripheral sight caught a figure approaching.

He swiftly turned to look at the figure, and upon seeing, was shocked, closing the window and darting to Mr. Song’s side like a rabbit, urgently stating, "Great-grandfather, that peculiar young educated fellow has come again."

"...Turn off the lights, don’t make a sound."

Before the words fell, Old Mrs. Song already extinguished the oil lamp.

In an instant, the interior plunged into darkness.

Yi Chichi sighed, Xue Jiahuan, oh Xue Jiahuan, what exactly are you up to?

Having a fresh start, why don’t you consider striving by yourself, only thinking of shortcuts and unearned gains?

Truly squandering the advantage of historical familiarity.

"Knock, knock..."

The sound of knocking on the door echoed, no one answered, the person outside continued knocking several times before stopping, pressing her voice, "I know you’re inside, and I know you wish not to involve me, afraid of causing trouble for me... I’ll tell you again, I fear no trouble; what I respect most are you old revolutionaries. Please, be sure to accept my goodwill..."

Reaching this point, her voice ceased, Yi Chichi’s ears twitched, there was movement on the door.

Mr. Song worried she’d go out, reaching to hold her hand, the grip somewhat strong, signaling obvious restraint.

Yi Chichi soothingly used her other hand to pat Mr. Song, indicating she wouldn’t go out.

Mr. Song breathed a sigh of relief, as Xue Jiahuan’s voice started up again.

She said,