After dancing the nunchaku, Shen Qian was out of breath and dripping with sweat, especially the two little rabbits on her chest, which were jumping up and down as if they were about to burst her shirt.

"Wow! God, God, the fairy sister is awesome. You, you, can you teach me this double, double, nunchaku? I, I, I'm so strong." There was nothing but envy in Erbing's eyes. , and endless yearning. If I could also play with such a stick, how majestic it would be!

"Alas! You two cakes are really 'white and rich'!" Shen Qian said quietly.

"What? I, I, I am Bai Fumei? What is Bai Fumei?" Erbing seemed to be praising himself after hearing Shen Qian's words, and his hair seemed to stand on end.

"Yes, you are an idiot, rich, stinky, or Bai Fumei for short!" Shen Qian teased angrily.

Of course, Erbian couldn't understand such a profound word. He just pestered Shen Qian to teach her the nunchucks: "Sister, you, you, your nunchakus, are you going to teach me? I'm so big, big , with great strength, he will definitely be more majestic than you when he plays!"

"Erpian, a person can't do it with just brute force. He has to be able to exert force to be useful. Since you want to learn so much, my sister will teach you how to use nunchucks!"

Thinking about Er Ping's poor orphan life experience, and seeing how Er Ping wanted to learn the nunchucks so much, Shen Qian's heart softened and she could just accept an apprentice in the countryside. Maybe in some cases, he could protect himself! Shen Qian I originally wanted to tell Erbing that being good at using force can have the effect of "four or two lifting a thousand catties", but after thinking about it, this silly boy is so stupid, and telling him this idiom is not playing the piano to a cow?!

"Oh, Sister Fairy is so kind, I can learn the nunchucks." After Erbing received Shen Qian's affirmative answer, he danced with joy, and the joy on his face was clearly revealed.

"Such a person who has no authority and whose expressions are written all over his face, I don't know if I will help him or hurt him if I teach him the nunchucks." Shen Qian sighed again in her heart, but since she had already agreed to the two cakes , so you can’t go back on your word. Teach him, slowly train this silly boy into a strong man, and then sleep with him.

Haha, actually, apart from being a bit stupid, Erbing is quite handsome!

Thinking of this, Shen Qian's face turned red again. She even blamed herself in her heart, what happened? She was demoted to Hemei Town to help the poor in the provincial capital just to escape from the leadership of Xianshi. How could she actually do this? Why do you have a crush on a fool out of nowhere?

"Erbing, as a man, you have to make yourself stronger. You will not be able to protect yourself, let alone your family and relatives, by just relying on brute force. You have to know when to use force and what force to use. Only then will you defeat the opponent who wants to beat you, and only then will you remain invincible..."

Shen Qian was demonstrating to Er Bing how to use the nunchucks, while teaching him how to practice martial arts and be a good person. Er Bing listened, watched, and nodded from time to time, not knowing whether he really understood or pretended to understand.

Seeing Shen Qian playing with the nunchucks slowly, each movement was broken down, it seemed quite simple. Erbian's hands were itchy, and he begged like a child fussing over milk:

"Sister, you, you, let me play! See if I can do it."

Shen Qian knew that the nunchucks seemed simple to play, but were actually very difficult to play with. When she first started learning, she was often beaten with the nunchucks, leaving her with bruises and bruises, which hurt her so much. When I got up in the morning, I didn't want to move. Every time I moved, it felt like there was a heartbreaking pain all over my body.

Seeing that Er Bing was tightly wrapped around him, Shen Qian thought to herself that it would be good to let this brat taste the pain. So, she handed the nunchucks in her hand to Er Bing's hand.

Erbian, who was full of pig grease (the dialect of Hemei Town, means belittle oneself and be too happy), took the nunchucks and couldn't wait to play hard.

"Ah yo! Ah yo!" Following Er Ping's heavy blow, the nunchaku hit his thigh hard. Er Ping immediately sat down on the ground, baring his teeth and showing a painful expression on his face.

"You silly boy, you told me not to worry. Just look at it and you know it hurts!" Although she was mentally prepared, Shen Qian still felt distressed when she saw that the veins on Erbian's face were so painful that they popped out.

After entering the house and finding Wanhua oil in her luggage, Shen Qian gently and tenderly wiped Er Bing's wounds:

"If you want to be proficient in playing nunchaku, you must first treat the nunchuck as a friend. Every day when you have nothing to do, you can play with it in your hand. Only when you play for a long time can you use more force. Otherwise, If you still use brute force like this, you will suffer more injuries..."

Shen Qian taught him slowly while applying the liquid on Erbing.

"I'll give this nunchaku to you. You can keep it with you and play with it when you have time. As time goes by, you will naturally master it."

"Well, thank you, thank you, sister, you are the best person to me in the world."

In this dark night, Erbian's eyes were as clear as the fifteenth moon, without a trace of impurities. He just looked at the woman who loved him and loved him quietly.
Chapter completed!