Overcoming the inner fear is not an easy thing, but Ye Zhenzhen wants to try.
She said very pitifully: "If I don't know how to ice play, no one will take me to play in the future."
With your good popularity, are you afraid that no one will take you to play?
Cui Weizhen was helpless. Even though he knew that she was pretending to be pitiful, he still accepted this trick very much and said thoughtfully: "Then let me teach you a lesson first?"
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes lit up and she nodded hurriedly: "I was originally going to take Wangzi to build a snowman and let my servants keep the snow from the martial arts field, which is convenient for us to learn ice playing."
It's a good suggestion, but it's a pity that Cui Zhiduan also wants to join in the fun.
Today, he stayed in the study very conscientiously and finished the homework assigned by his master. He came over excitedly to find Ye Zhenzhen to build a snowman in the martial arts field. However, he was told that his mother wanted to learn ice play from his father and had no time to build a snowman with him.
Snowman.
"What is Bingxi?"
Cui Zhiming was inseparable from him. Hearing this, he didn't need any explanation from his uncle or aunt, so he explained: "...Brother, you are young, so it is normal that you have never seen this kind of activity. Ice games are very popular. I used to do it in
Qinghe, I often play with my cousins."
Cui Zhiduan's eyes were bright and his expression of eagerness to try was exactly the same as his mother's. He immediately approached his father and said, "Dad, I want to learn too, and I also want to be cool."
Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is teaching. Cui Weizhen did not object, but Ye Zhenzhen was a little worried: "Wangzi is still too young, so let's wait until next year to learn."
Cui Zhiduan was afraid that he would be deprived of the opportunity to study, so he quickly promised: "Dad, mother, I am already an adult!"
Ye Zhenzhen looked at him dumbfounded. Cui Weizhen knew that she was worried and said with relief: "Don't worry, I learned Bingxi at Wangzi's age back then. I have special protective gear to wear on my body, so I don't have to worry about accidents."
It turns out that there were protective gears in ancient times.
Ye Zhenzhen finally felt a little relieved. It was because she didn't wear protective gear that she was seriously injured. Although the ancient protective gear was not as good as later generations, it should be about the same.
So she asked: "Do we have suitable protective gear at home?"
"Of course there are." Cui Weizhen said with a smile: "My mother keeps all my old things, and the Bingxi protective gear is no exception. I happen to have two sets, one large and one small, which are perfect for you and Wang Zai.
"
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly became happy: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go to mother to ask for protective gear."
So, Aunt Cui, who was playing with the cat, ushered in a large group of people. After learning their purpose, she immediately smiled: "It turns out that I want protective gear, and it's not something valuable. I just asked my servants to open the warehouse to get it."
That’s it.”
As she spoke, she ordered Qiuting, her personal maid, to get something.
Ye Zhenzhen acted coquettishly: "Of course we didn't make a special trip to see my mother. We wanted to invite you to come over to us."
After spending a long time with her, Aunt Cui became a little narrow-minded and asked deliberately: "Oh? Brother Zhen can't give you some advice? Do you want me to be an old woman?"
Ye Zhenzhen looked depressed: "...Mother, you are a bad student."
A smile flashed across Cui Weizhen's eyes, and Aunt Cui became even happier. She looked at her with a smile: "Mom, I learned this from you."
Well, Ye Zhenzhen resigned herself to the defeat and flattered her: "Brother Zhen is the on-court coach, and you are the off-court coach. We complement each other. Wangzai and I will definitely be able to start training soon."