Crossing Over I Became a Married Peasant Woman

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His father was not at all soft-hearted, and they brought medicinal wine over to rub them in their sleep.

That sour...

After so many days, I was finally able to sleep peacefully, only to be woken up by a unique wake-up method.

Except for the first sound that I couldn't hold back in my sleep, I didn't dare to make a scream in the back, biting the quilt and holding back.

His father's hand strength was not comparable to Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang didn't dare to rub hard for fear of them hurting, so that their buttocks were still bruised and painful after lying for half a month.

He felt that his butt was in his father's hands, probably being kneaded back and forth as dough.

Pei Xiu and the others heard the screams from the boss's house early in the morning, and they didn't care, because their father was there.

It's only just dawned for a while now, she patted the child who was still sleeping peacefully beside her, and continued to close her eyes to sleep with her.

As for Aunt Zhang and Sister Li, they watched Zhou Cheng enter the house with the medicinal wine with their own eyes, and they were not surprised when they heard the screams.

The other boys were also awakened by the screams, and hurriedly got up and went to the eldest brother's house to have a look. When I found out that my father was rubbing medicinal wine for my eldest brother, it was no wonder that he screamed so miserably and sounded so terrifying.

Now I don't have to sleep anymore, I got up anyway.

Zhou Cheng asked them to wash up first before going out for a lap, "The second child is not allowed to go, go back to the house and lie down, and ask the doctor to come over and take a look later."

Zhou Sheng nodded and glanced at his painful forehead, where the blue veins burst out. The big brother with distorted facial features hurried back to the house in fear.

The other two quickly slipped away.

Before it was Huzi's turn, he was already scared to death while lying on the side. He was also frightened by the people beside him in his sleep, and almost fell off the kang, thinking that something was wrong.

Seeing that Zhou Yong's muscles were bulging, he glanced at Uncle Zhou fearfully.

After it was his turn, he realized what an irresistible sour feeling was.

Finally got over it,

The boss slowed down on his stomach, took a deep breath, and listened to the muffled humming beside him, and turned his head to appreciate Hu Zi's painful expression.

It's a great feeling to be in the same position, and let Hu Zi also experience his father's unfeeling hand.

He quietly admired Hu Zi's sour expression and gave him a self-seeking look.

When they finished wiping the medicinal wine and walked out with each other's arms, Zhou Shan and the third child had already finished running, giving them a sympathetic look.

Zhou Cheng looked at a few of them, "Let's practice archery today, 60 out of 100, and 10 of them hit the red heart, which is considered qualified. Some of you are still too young, some are injured, do your best."

Bows and arrows are hand-made according to their height and arm strength.

When drawing a bow and archery, not only arm strength is tested, but the muscles of the whole body will also be mobilized together. I want to know that their injuries are not yet fully healed. Shooting a hundred shots means that they have to draw the bow a hundred times. How difficult it should be.

Although compared to other projects, it will be much friendlier, but this is more difficult the further you go. If you keep pulling the bow all the time, the arm will become more and more sore, which is a test of perseverance.

Zhou Cheng didn't expect any of them to do it, as long as he could keep shooting a hundred shots, it would be fine if he couldn't finish, and he wouldn't be punished. He would just start over tomorrow.

Just do your best and always set a goal for them to move forward.

They were also relieved. He tried to keep drawing the bow and shooting arrows, but at the back, he couldn't even draw the bow.

Obviously, no one can do it today.

The boss and Huzi had a butt injury, Huzi barely managed to shoot 60 arrows, and he could still aim at the front, while the 20 arrows at the back were shot indiscriminately.

The boss shot forty-nine shots, and he couldn't lift his hand with the fifty.

Zhou Shan and the third child were still young, and they were fine with twenty arrows at first, but later they became more and more powerless. Since their arms were not strong enough to support them, Zhou Shan also shot forty-five arrows, and the third-year-old and the younger ones were already sore before they even shot thirty-five arrows.

Looking at their results, Zhou Cheng shook his head, it was too bad.

He demanded them according to the standard of the army, and he was indeed a little stricter. Huzi will go to the military camp after the year of Hu Zi, and when he moves to Dong'an City, he will give it to Qiu Baize to practice.

The remaining four are younger than the other, and they can be taught slowly, but haste is not enough. Moreover, apart from the eldest among them, the others may not necessarily follow martial arts.

Afraid that their arm soreness would prevent them from holding pens, he let them rub each other with medicinal wine for a while before letting them go to school.

It went on and on for a few days.

Every day they woke up with the first scream of the boss, and then began a new day of torture. They gritted their teeth and persisted, and the results were remarkable.

As their injuries gradually healed, more and more arrows were fired.

Gain is proportional to effort.

At the back, the second child was itching to see and wanted to participate.

Considering that he could be considered recovered, he was allowed to strike together, but Zhou Cheng only gave ten arrows. He needs to take it step by step, step by step, after all, his body is just right.

The doctor said that he still needs to take medicine to recuperate and consolidate it, and proper exercise is not a big problem, but remember not to overdose.

Huzi is several years older than them, and he is strong enough and has enough arm strength. After the injury, his performance is getting better every day, and he is the first to shoot a hundred arrows.

"Brother Huzi, you are amazing, I can only shoot forty or so." Zhou Laosan looked at him admiringly.

Huzi scratched his head and smiled naively, "I'm several years older than you. Besides, I learned to strike with my father since I was a child. I'm used to hammers, and my arms will be stronger. And I'm not even sixty years old. In the root, I need to get in touch more."

"That's amazing. I still can't shoot a hundred quivers, and now my arms are sore." The boss rubbed his right arm and counted thirty quivers in his quiver. The arm was already sore, and if he continued, he could only shoot five at most, and the gap was still very large.

He is already like this, not to mention the second and third children younger than him, Zhou Shan and them.

I heard that this is the standard requirement for the daily practice of archers in the military camp.

He didn't want to be an archer, but he definitely had to meet the requirements and do better. He's going to be a general.

Only when you have a goal can you have the motivation to move forward. The same is true for Huzi. He is inspired to become a person as powerful as Uncle Qiu, and he is more strict with himself.

They were allowed not to go to school because it was only a few days before Pei Xiu gave birth to the confinement after the injury.

They didn't dare to be mischievous in this ample time. It just so happened that Zhou Cheng was also free, so he had a lot of time to teach them martial arts.

Basking in the sun from morning to night, the eldest brother and Huzi neither complained nor tired.

After one thing, one becomes wiser.

In addition to the morning exercise, the second child spends the rest of his time writing and reciting. He learns martial arts just to strengthen his body, unlike his elder brother and Hu Zige, who have lofty aspirations.

Pei Xiu would also look at them from the window from time to time, and was very relieved, hoping that they would always be so sensible, not just for a while.