It was Wang Xiaoling's mother. Father Chen could tell at a glance that the woman was very dirty, but she seemed to have great courage as she stood timidly at the entrance of the dojo with her daughter. She didn't even dare raise her head, and only looked around at everything in the dojo out of the corner of her eye.
Her shoes were already very old, but the woman had clearly washed them again for the sake of coming to the dojo, but they were still covered in dust.
"Come in." Father Chen smiled. He had met Wang Xiaoling's mother before, and felt that she wasn't an easy woman. The Chen family would store up the old things and cans at home and put them in a fixed place for Wang Xiaoling's mother to recycle.
Of course, there was no charge.
Father Chen and Mother Chen were very warm-hearted people, and knew how difficult it was for a mother to raise a mute and mute girl.
Standing here now and feeling the girl's synchronized memories, Wang Ling was deeply moved.
In Wang Xiaoling's heart, she was very grateful. Although Wang Xiaoling was very young, Super Chen had saved her. Wang Xiaoling didn't know what it was like to like someone, but she was now standing at the entrance of the dojo. Like her mother, she had mustered up the courage to come here.
The moment he saw Super Chen, Wang Ling could clearly feel his face unconsciously start to burn hot.
This feeling of being the first person in the story was really a little strange to Wang Ling …
But looking at the development of the story, it was very clear that this "Wang Xiaoling" was an important part of Super Chen's childhood.
Every time he thought of this, Wang Ling couldn't help feeling conflicted.
The memory fragment he had grabbed earlier about "Wang Xiaoling" was gray … This indicated that the story about Wang Xiaoling wasn't going to end well …
Thus, Wang Ling was very curious about how the story would develop.
…
Although Father Chen had already invited her, Xiaoling's mom stood outside the dojo and didn't dare come in.
The dojo was too clean, and she was afraid that she would dirty it. After careful consideration, she decided not to go in. Standing at the entrance, she bowed to Father Chen with Wang Xiaoling. "Thank you, thank you, Teacher Chen."
"Teacher Chen, please accept these …" The woman clutched the bag in her hand, looking a little nervous. Inside were the spirit fruits they had just bought. Actually, these spirit fruits weren't worth much to most people, but Father Chen knew Xiaoling's family situation, and this was already the best Xiaoling's mom could come up with.
"The right and wrong in this matter will be decided by the public. Xiaoling's mom, you don't need to be so polite. I'll take these fruits." Father Chen accepted the bag of spirit fruits. But the truth wasn't that he coveted the sweetness of the fruits, but he didn't want them, but he didn't want Xiaoling's mom.
He just wanted Xiaoling's mom's. of Xiaoling's heart. Chen's mom. Xiaoling's mom: Chen's mom: Chen's mom is.
It was almost evening, and almost all the kids in the dojo had left. Only Super Chen, Xiaoling, and Xiaoling were left. Seeing that Xiaoling's mom couldn't make up her mind, Super Chen simply stepped forward and pulled Xiaoling away. The two of them ran to the back of the dojo, where some of Super Chen's toys were kept.
Xiaoling's mom felt a little embarrassed at this enthusiasm, but when she saw her daughter actually smile the moment Super Chen pulled her away, she was stunned for a moment.
She hesitated at the entrance, then finally took off her shoes and stepped barefoot on the cold wooden floor of the Taoist temple.
The two of them sat down on the yoga mat, and Father Chen got straight to the point. "Xiaoling's mom, there's something I need your help with."
"Me? Help … "Xiaoling's mom thought she had heard wrong, and didn't dare believe it. She was just a trash collector; how could she help?
"It's like this. My Super Chen is going to be five soon, which is the right age to learn swordsmanship. I'm going to teach him swordsmanship.
"His foundation in swordsmanship is zero. Generally speaking, the best way to practice swordsmanship is to find someone of the same age to practice with; that's the best way to do it.
"Xiaoling can't speak, but I can see that she's a smart girl. She plays well with our Super Chen, and she's the right age …"
On the side, Wang Ling was playing with Super Chen inside Wang Xiaoling's body. These were all memory fragments. When Wang Ling didn't want to move, his body would move on its own to reproduce the plot in his memory …
So while he played with Super Chen, he was also eavesdropping on Father Chen and the others.
He somehow felt that Father Chen was going on a blind date when he said this …
Unfortunately, Father Chen wasn't Father Wang, nor was he a scholar. He had already tried very hard to weave his words so that his "request" didn't sound like a blind date.
But it was clear that he had failed.
"Forget about a foundation in swordsmanship, our Xiaoling doesn't even have a foundation in anything else …" Xiaoling's mom was a little worried.
"You don't have to worry about that, I just need to find a sparring partner for our Super Chen." Father Chen said, "Our body techniques dojo also has swordsmanship classes, and I have a wise saying: Sword and body are inseparable, and both styles blossom."
Xiaoling's mom: "…"
Wang Ling was stunned. "…"
What freaking blossom …
"Of course, Xiaoling won't be a sparring partner for nothing. After that, you and your daughter can live in the dormitory behind the dojo, just like some of the boarding kids in our dojo. Then, every month, I'll pay Xiaoling some training fees. Xiaoling can also take this opportunity to learn some self-defense techniques, so that she won't be bullied by brats like Tiger Liang again. "
Father Chen spoke tirelessly and sincerely. "What do you think, Xiaoling's mom?"
Xiaoling's mom was deeply moved by these words. She was well aware that Chen Yi was helping her and her daughter.
At that moment, Xiaoling's mom's heart trembled with gratitude, fear, and more than anything, fear and trepidation. Her eyes were fixed on Xiaoling, who was playing with Super Chen a short distance away.
It had been a long time since Xiaoling had that kind of smile on her face.
They were pitiful mother and daughter who had survived domestic violence. Since Xiaoling's father's death, there had been no more domestic violence in their lives, but Xiaoling could no longer speak …
"Then let Xiaoling stay." Xiaoling's mom lowered her head. In the end, she was too embarrassed to stay and cause trouble for Father Chen. "I still have some recycling business over there … If I move here, they won't be able to find me …"
"No problem, Xiaoling's mom. Don't worry, leave Xiaoling to me. I'll still leave a double room for you and Xiaoling in the dormitory behind. If you want to see Xiaoling and keep her company, you can come over anytime. "Father Chen nodded.
He knew that this was the only way things could go for now.
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