How could someone be unhappy living in a matriarchal society?

Chapter 26 Song Zhao Practices Boxing

No! How can he continue to be led by the nose by his wife like this?

Shi An took a deep breath and secretly resolved to stick to her bottom line.

So, he looked at Chu Ci with a serious expression and said solemnly, "Alright, no matter what, you absolutely cannot practice swordsmanship again until your injuries are fully healed, my wife. Please bear with it." After saying that, Shi An emphasized the last sentence, afraid that Chu Ci would disobey.

"Okay," Chu Ci said, not wanting Shi An to worry any longer, so she obediently listened.

Seeing his wife being so obedient, Shi An couldn't help but smile.

What an obedient wife, I love her so much...

Although Chu Ci verbally agreed, he was still a little itchy inside.

She paused, then came up with a good idea.

"Shi An, I'm going to see Song Zhao. I haven't seen her in a long time."

Shi An thought about it for a moment and agreed.

"Take care of your wound."

"Don't worry, I'll be back in a bit."

Seeing that Shi An was about to say something, Chu Ci quickly changed the subject, "Shi An, go and cook, I'm a little hungry."

"Okay," Shi An replied helplessly. He always felt that Chu Ci was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't find any evidence.

After turning and entering the kitchen, Shi An made up her mind to secretly check on Chu Ci later, determined not to let Chu Ci continue to "ruin" her body.

Chu Ci leisurely strolled to Song Zhao's doorstep, but instead of going in directly, he stood outside and observed for a while.

At this moment, Song He and Wu Liu were busy cooking, while Song Zhao's room was closed, and he was obviously still fast asleep.

Song Zhao's mother, Song Wu, was a worker at the Lianhua Town dock. She had to get up early and work late every day, and she had probably already left home by now.

Therefore, Song Zhao was the only one left in the house who was still fast asleep.

Chu Ci frowned. They had clearly agreed to practice the boxing technique three times every morning. How could Song Zhao break his promise?

So she strode to the door and knocked on it.

Soon, Song He heard a knock on the door and rushed out. As soon as she saw Chu Ci, she smiled happily and said, "Sister Chu Ci, what brings you here!"

Chu Ci asked with a serious expression, "Where is your sister?"

Song He quickly replied, "She's sleeping inside." Chu Ci sighed helplessly, "I'll go find her."

After saying that, he started to walk into the courtyard.

Seeing this, Song He quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Hey, let me go wake up my sister."

"No need," Chu Ci refused calmly.

She walked to Song Zhao's room, pushed the door open, and immediately saw Song Zhao lying on the bed, fast asleep.

Chu Ci's lips twitched, then he strode over and lifted Song Zhao up.

Song Zhao was awakened by the noise. He opened his eyes groggily and gave Chu Ci a big smile. "Why are you here?"

Chu Ci looked speechless. "What do you think?"

Song Zhao blinked, somewhat confused. "How would I know?"

Chu Ci was furious. "Didn't you promise me you'd practice boxing this morning? What time is it and you're still sleeping?"

Song Zhao scratched his head, as if he remembered something, "Oh... I think there is such a thing."

So... what are you doing right now?

Song Zhao was very flustered and could barely speak, "Um...I...I can explain."

Chu Ci smiled slightly, his smile kind, but Song Zhao felt as if he were being stared at by a ferocious wild beast.

She heard Chu Ci say, "No need to explain, get up quickly, I will personally instruct you in boxing."

Song Zhao was inwardly distressed, but dared not disobey Chu Ci's wishes, so she could only force a smile and reply, "Okay...okay..."

Chu Ci turned and walked out the door, leaving behind a beautiful yet cold silhouette.

But when she reached the door, she stopped, turned back to Song Zhao and said, "Hurry up and get dressed, I'll wait for you outside." Then she disappeared outside the door.

Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was good that Chu Ci did not make a move directly. She put on her clothes, dawdled out of the room, and came to the courtyard.

Chu Ci had already found a suitable open space for practicing martial arts. When he saw Song Zhao come out, he waved to her.

Song Zhao steeled himself and went over.

Chu Ci pointed to an open space on the ground and said to Song Zhao, "Stand here."

Song Zhao dared not disobey and obediently stood in the designated position.

Chu Ci crossed his arms, stared at her with a serious expression, and said, "Stop looking at me, let's begin."

"Yes."

Song Zhao recalled the boxing techniques Chu Ci had taught her, and practiced each move very seriously.

However, the Chu Ci still found many flaws in it.

"Raise your hands and squat down."

"No, the movements are not standard."

"do it again."

"Squat down, don't sway."

Song Zhao wiped the sweat from his face. "I've tried my best. I'm so tired."

Chu Ci's expression remained unchanged. "This is just the beginning. Continue."

Song Zhao cried out to Da Zui, "Help! Oh God!!"

"Stop shouting, shut up, and keep practicing."

Song Zhao pouted, looking somewhat aggrieved, "You're too strict..."

Chu Ci frowned slightly. "Martial arts aren't as simple as you think. If you're not strong enough, you won't be able to protect the people you want to protect, and you'll just have to watch them suffer..."

At this point, Chu Ci fell silent. Even in another world, she could not forget the scene of her parents being killed.

Seeing that Chu Ci's expression was not good, Song Zhao felt a pang of anxiety, thinking that Chu Ci was thinking of her deceased parents, and quickly changed the subject.

"Don't think too much about it, just help me correct my movements. I want to learn more."

"Okay." Chu Ci wasn't too sad and continued to examine Song Zhao's boxing skills.

Under her strict guidance, Song Zhao's boxing skills finally improved, and he looked much more energetic.

However, she was still not entirely satisfied.

Just as Chu Ci was about to demonstrate for himself, Shi An arrived.

Chu Ci immediately stopped and did not go forward, but only used words to guide Song Zhao.

When Song He saw Shi An arrive, she happily ran over to greet him.

"Brother Shi'an, are you here to see Sister Chu Ci?"

Shi An nodded and quietly asked, "Was my wife just standing there watching the whole time?"

Song He spoke frankly, "Yes, Sister Chu Ci is so kind. She came to teach my sister boxing so early in the morning. She is such a good teacher."

Shi An felt a little relieved, hummed in agreement, and continued to stare at Chu Ci.

Wu Liu was busy in the kitchen, but he would occasionally peek out to check on the situation outside.

When he saw his daughter diligently learning kung fu, he couldn't help but feel gratified and joyful.

He recalled the spectacular match he had watched in Lotus Town, where Chu Ci displayed extraordinary strength as if he were a divine warrior descending from the heavens, which made even this middle-aged man feel his blood boil.

Therefore, he very much hopes that his daughter can learn more from the Chu Ci (Songs of Chu) and acquire more knowledge and skills.