My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

"My dear, Erlang of the Yan family is better than..."

"More powerful than his father, right?"

"How old are you? Thirteen?"

"Why haven't you heard of it before?"

The village chief looked happy and was about to speak when he saw Suisui pointing at the sky: "Second brother, I want you to cover your eyes and shoot down that bird..."

Everyone looked up and then their expressions darkened.

"Girl Suisui, are you trying to embarrass your brother? We can only see a small black dot on that bird..."

"You still have to cover your eyes, because the bird has wings." Even the sharp archer can't do it.

"I want it, I want it..." Suisui pursed her lips and looked at her second brother with tears in her eyes.

Yan Lang immediately surrendered: "Second brother, try it. Second brother, try it. Suisui won't cry."

Everyone immediately covered their faces, look at her pretending to cry, you actually believe it? ? ?

The village chief covered his heart and took a step back.

Oh my goodness, are there such people in Wangjiacun?

His eldest son also joined the army, and none of the sharpshooters in the military camp were of this level.

Fu Xiaoxiao's figure had straightened up, his clasped hands had already been lowered, and he looked straight at Yan Lang.

Looking at his eyes, surrounded by a piece of black cloth, he tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something.

Fu Xiaoxiao clenched his fists and pursed his lips. At this moment, the delicate air on his body faded silently.

It was actually a bit more solemn.

Yanjiro was blindfolded, thinking that he would disappoint his sister.

But the moment he actually covered his eyes, he seemed to be a little different.

The eyes cannot see, but the ears seem to become infinitely sensitive.

He heard the chirping of birds, the whispers around him, and the sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves...

Gradually, I listened further and further away.

He seemed to hear the sound of birds flapping their wings again.

He raised his bow.

He shot an arrow wantonly, and at this moment, Yan Lang seemed to have found his own way.

He didn't know that at this moment, he had become infinitely taller, as if he was shining in the crowd.

"Flop, flutter..." The bird flapped its wings and landed leisurely.

But there was no sound in the crowd.

Yan Lang pulled aside the black cloth and squinted his eyes slightly to adjust to the bright light.

When I saw the little bird falling with drooped wings, I laughed instantly.

"I'm afraid that if I shoot it to death, you will feel bad. I only shot the wings. Now, my second brother will keep it for you when you go home." Yan Lang smiled and gave it to his sister to make her happy.

Everyone was speechless.

You are already a marksman!

Is the focus now on your sister raising birds?

The village chief opened his mouth in shock and was speechless for a long time.

"This..." Will our village really not bury him?

Asking such a sharpshooter to teach a group of newcomers is too...

Isn't it too wasteful? ? ?

The village chief was shocked.

"Erlang, does your father know about your skill? When did you master it?" The old man in the village was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

"Your dad, I remember he trained specifically for two years."

"I practiced it to beat my sister's fruit."

"Dad? Dad doesn't know. Grandpa should know, right? Back then I said I wanted to do martial arts. Grandpa said I was born to forage in the crop fields..." Yan Erlang looked at his grandfather with a smile.

Old Man Yan's face turned red: "Grandpa... Grandpa thought you were joking."

Old man Yan's face trembled.

Two years ago, Yan Lang came to see him.

He said that he wanted to go to town to learn martial arts, and he felt that he had some talent for martial arts.

What did he say then?

He said, your third uncle is a scholar, and our whole family will count on your third uncle's success in the future. What talent can you have? You are just a descendant of a farmer, and you have to work in the fields all your life. What's the use of learning that? Just provide for your third uncle well. Don't fantasize, don't daydream.

He also said these words to his eldest brother back then.

The eldest brother originally wanted to study, and the master in the village even taught him for free for several years, and even personally came to lobby his grandfather to send him to school.

They were all rejected by grandpa.

He has never mentioned it since.

The big house is only suitable for digging food in the ground.

Old Man Yan felt that everyone's gaze at this moment was like a loud slap on his face. The beating made him dizzy.

Yan Xiucai gently supported Old Man Yan.

"Erlang, don't blame grandpa. Grandpa has a heavy burden, and he is doing it for this family." Yan Xiucai spoke in a gentle manner, and usually stayed at home and did not come out often. But because he is the only scholar in Wangjiacun, everyone respects him on weekdays.

Yan Lang chuckled.

"Yes, if I take the martial arts examination, my third uncle won't have to worry about the imperial examination." After all, my third uncle was the one recommended by my parents.

If he could stand out, why would his parents leave their son alone and support his younger brother?

The same is true for the eldest brother. Once he enters school, his parents will definitely give up his third uncle and provide for their own son.

The burden is heavy, but the entire Yan family is counting on Dafang's hard work and hard work.

My father and mother are both honest and responsible people. Whenever labor is needed in the family, it is the big room. For so many years, Dafang worked hard for the Yan family without complaint, and all his earnings were for the Yan family.

Later, Suisui came to the Yan family. Grandpa was dissatisfied with the elder room's love for Suisui and his unwillingness to dedicate himself to the Yan family. This is why grandpa disliked Suisui.

With Suisui, they learned to hide money secretly and buy clothes and snacks for Suisui.

With Suisui, they learned to talk back.

With Suisui, they began to rebel against Grandpa, so Grandpa hated Dafang.

If the eldest brother obtains fame, the entire Yan family will have no one to contribute.

If he fails in the martial arts competition, he will rob his third uncle of his resources, and the big house will become even more uncontrollable. How could grandpa allow this to happen?

There is never any reason for partiality.

After hearing this, Yan Xiucai's brows turned slightly cold.

"We are all one family. After the third uncle passed the exam, he is no different from the first uncle. Dad has always been fair." Yan Xiucai said with a smile.

Yan Lang smiled and said nothing.

Of course you think it's fair that the whole family can support you alone.

"Erlang, good job, you actually have such a skill! What a good boy, our Wangjia Village is a good Erlang..." The Yan family is from a foreign surname. The old man has always felt that he can't fit in to Wangjia Village, where he fled from the famine 20 years ago. .

Now he is watching the big house melt into the village, but he is so heartbroken that he almost vomits blood.

"The village chief tells you something. You choose twelve people in the village to learn archery from you. From now on, you will be the captain. You have to choose carefully."

"I will select another thirty people to patrol the ground, in groups of fifteen, rotating during the day and night."

"Everyone in the village who is over fifteen years old must set aside an hour every day to learn some simple martial arts. Learn to protect yourself and the village!"

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, everyone started buzzing.

"Village Chief, if you are over fifteen years old, you study for an hour every day. Can women study?" Aunt Liu asked.

"Learn, women are more dangerous than men. Think about Linshui Village, do you want to learn or not?" The village chief looked at everyone.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

The scene in Linshui Village makes me feel cold just thinking about it.