Zhang Tieshan's Family! Zhang Qian! A Woman Who Only Becomes a Martial Artist!

Inside a house in Shuanglin Village.

"Daughter, take ten catties of venison next door to Su Mo. His parents passed away early, and it's not easy for him to be alone. He was also injured by people from Black Wind Stockade a while ago, and his prey was stolen."

"His father saved my life on Qingliang Mountain back then. Now that we have some meat, let's give him some."

Inside the house, old Hunter Zhang Tieshan was smoking a pipe and speaking to his daughter, Zhang Qian, beside him. His son, Zhang Hai, was practicing archery in the courtyard.

Zhang Tieshan's family was now famous in Shuanglin Village. A while ago, Zhang Tieshan and his son Zhang Hai had hunted a Plum Deer weighing nearly two hundred catties in Qingliang Mountain. Such a large amount of meat was enough for their family to get through the entire winter.

This also made many people in the village envious.

"Leader, won't ten catties of meat be too much for that kid Su Mo? Besides, I heard that kid Su Mo has also been going into the mountains to hunt recently!"

"Moreover, daughter will be sixteen after the New Year. It's time to find her a good family. Her dowry won't be cheap. The remaining meat can be taken to Qingshan Town to exchange for money."

Zhang Tieshan's wife chimed in. She felt that giving ten catties of meat directly to Su Mo might be a bit too much. After all, it was the middle of winter, and having more stored meat at home was always a good idea. If they couldn't finish it, they could also take it to the town to sell and earn some money.

Her son Zhang Hai practiced archery every day and hunted in the mountains, so his appetite was not small. Her daughter Zhang Qian was also almost sixteen, no longer a child, and after winter, she should find a good family, which would require a dowry.

Zhang Qian stood to the side, silent. Her fair and beautiful face, however, was lost in thought.

"Old woman, what do you know? If it weren't for Su Mo's father back then, I would have died at the mouth of that Mountain Lord. We can't just ignore the descendants of our benefactor. Before, we had no meat and couldn't even make ends meet, so there was nothing to say. But now that we have meat, we should help if we can."

"Also, regarding Qian'er's future, what do you think of that kid Su Mo? I think he's steady and hardworking, and he'll achieve something sooner or later."

Zhang Tieshan put down his pipe, his slightly muffled voice echoing. Years ago, when he was hunting in Qingliang Mountain, he encountered a Mountain Lord, a large tiger. He was almost eaten by it then. Fortunately, Su Mo's father found out in time and brought many hunters to scare the Mountain Lord away.

This was only possible because Su Mo's father fed all the prey he had caught to the Mountain Lord. Otherwise, the Mountain Lord would not have left so easily. Zhang Tieshan, a straightforward old man, had not forgotten such kindness.

Now that the family's conditions were better, he had to help Su Mo if he could.

Ten catties of Plum Deer meat it is.

At the same time, regarding his daughter Zhang Qian's marriage, Zhang Tieshan was very serious. He thought Su Mo was a good match, and the kid would surely be successful someday.

"No, that kid Su Mo isn't good enough for my Qian'er. Besides, he can't even feed himself. Wouldn't Qian'er suffer if she married him? I know a good kid from the next village. His family is quite well-off. At least Qian'er won't go hungry if she marries him…"

Seeing Zhang Tieshan's firm stance on giving the meat, his wife Liu Guihua couldn't say anything more. However, regarding her daughter Zhang Qian's marriage, she strongly objected. That kid Su Mo might be good, but his family background was what it was. It would be too much suffering for her daughter to marry him.

As for whether he would be successful in the future, Liu Guihua didn't know. She only knew that the family in the next village was good, and Qian'er could live a life of comfort if she married into it.

Seeing this, Zhang Tieshan said no more, just continued to smoke his pipe, and told his daughter Zhang Qian to go get the meat for Su Mo.

Zhang Qian got up and went to the cellar to get ten catties of Plum Deer meat. However, as she looked at the Plum Deer meat, she suddenly asked, "Father, was this Plum Deer really killed by a Martial Artist and given to us?"

As soon as she said this, everyone looked at Zhang Qian, even Zhang Hai, who was practicing archery, turned to look at his sister.

In fact, this Plum Deer had been killed by someone else and given to Zhang Tieshan and his son. They hadn't explicitly stated this to outsiders, but they had told the truth at home: a powerful passing Martial Artist in the mountains had casually killed it and given it to them.

Therefore, it wasn't strange that Zhang Qian knew about this, but they were a bit confused as to why she was bringing it up now.

"Was that Martial Artist very powerful? More powerful than a Hunter?"

Zhang Qian asked again.

"Of course, Martial Artists are very powerful. They killed this Plum Deer with one move. How could we Hunters do that?" Zhang Hai, in the courtyard, put down his bow and arrow, answering his sister's doubts, but his eyes were filled with longing and respect for Martial Artists.

After all, they were Martial Artists! Killing beasts was as easy as killing chickens.

This was the only image Zhang Hai could imagine to describe it.

Zhang Tieshan smoked his pipe without speaking, but he was also full of awe for that powerful Martial Artist from that day.

"I don't want to marry into the next village, nor do I want to marry Su Mo. They are all Hunters. I want to marry a Martial Artist."

Although Zhang Qian was not yet sixteen, she had already grown into a graceful and elegant young woman, with a slender and tall figure and a fair and beautiful face. Even though she wore very simple clothes, it did not detract from her outstanding appearance.

She looked nothing like a girl from a remote mountain village.

Many young men of her age in the village liked Zhang Qian, finding her beautiful and lovely. However, Zhang Qian did not like these people because many of them were Hunters and not good enough for her. She did not want her future husband to be a Hunter; she felt her husband should be a powerful Martial Artist.

She, Zhang Qian, deserved a Martial Artist, not a Hunter from the mountains.

Especially since a while ago, there had been rumors in the village that Grandma Li's grandson, Li Xian, was returning. Li Xian had left years ago and was now said to have become a distinguished Martial Artist.

Coupled with the recent Plum Deer incident, where an external young Martial Artist had killed the Plum Deer and given it to their Zhang family, this further solidified Zhang Qian's belief: if she were to marry, she would marry a Martial Artist.

She would only be a Martial Artist's woman.

Not a Hunter's…

As soon as she said this, everyone in the family was shocked. They hadn't expected Qian'er's requirements for a husband to be so high. But would a Martial Artist even look at their Qian'er?

Zhang Tieshan smoked his pipe, while Liu Guihua dared not speak. Zhang Hai picked up his bow and arrow again and silently practiced in the courtyard.

They knew that once Qian'er made up her mind, it was almost impossible to change it.

But where could they find such powerful figures as Martial Artists?

Seeing this, Zhang Qian moved her body and walked out of the courtyard gate with ten catties of Plum Deer meat. This ten catties of venison was for Su Mo.

At this moment, Su Mo was at home, shirtless, frantically hitting the wooden stakes in the courtyard, his fists and palms constantly striking the stone locks, or even just any large stone he could find outside. He was diligently tempering his body, honing his physical form.

This was something he persisted in doing every day!

At the same time, he took out the booklet "Introduction to Martial Arts" that Shi Mingdong had given him. He looked at it, flipped through it again and again, and finally understood what he was lacking.