Chapter 105 Male Mother
Daily training is not an easy job, let alone actively adding weight to yourself.
Ye Qiongying returned to the tent every day, tired like a dog.
But she lived a very comfortable life, feeling that the sky was high and the earth was vast, allowing birds to fly freely. She was so immersed in training that she put aside all the bad things in the capital.
What he recalled in his dreams were no longer the hateful faces of Yin Xu and Leng Qianqian, but that one day he would be well trained, with arms as strong as those of Yao Dachuan and others, and he would be able to pick up a few guys with one hand and throw them away.
Ye Qiongying was so happy that she laughed in her dream. When she was awakened by the sound of the horn, she quickly got up from the bed and rushed to the martial arts field.
Such days may seem boring to others, but to Ye Qiongying they are full of fun.
She is also growing very quickly.
Her father and brothers' previous evaluation was indeed correct. She was really talented in martial arts.
After more than half a month, Ye Qiongying, who could only barely hold on at the beginning, has now reached the same level as most soldiers. However, there is still a slight gap compared to people with top physical fitness like Yao Dachuan.
She is not afraid either.
There is still time, and she still has the opportunity to grow further.
Just don’t give up!
At the end of the month, Ye Qiongying took over Yao Dachuan's sandbag, which had long been unused.
This was what they were punished for before.
But except for Ye Qiongying who still wears it every day, everyone else had already taken it off and put it aside.
After a month of use, Ye Qiongying's pair showed signs of damage even though she kept them clean and took good care of them.
Her needlework is not very good. If she really sews and mends things, the corners will probably be leaking like a sieve.
So, Ye Qiongying gave up and asked Yao Dachuan directly.
Yao Dachuan took out his sandbag from the tent and handed it to Ye Qiongying:
"Here it is. What do you want it for?"
The other teammates also looked over curiously.
Ye Qiongying pulled up her trouser legs.
There was actually a sandbag tied tightly to the outside of the inner layer of pants. It was the one that the instructor had given them when they were punished.
A group of people were stunned.
Yao Dachuan was surprised:
"You...you have been wearing it all these days without taking it off?"
"I still take it off when I wash up," Ye Qiongying answered honestly, "I wear it at other times. My physical strength is not as good as yours, so I need to strengthen my exercise to catch up. I can't think of any other ideas for the time being, and this sandbag is very useful, so I keep wearing it. But it's been used for a long time and is about to break. I didn't learn needlework when I was a child, so I really don't know how to repair it, so..."
When the others saw this, they quickly turned around and went back.
After a while, they each brought two sandbags and handed them to Ye Qiongying:
"Ours haven't been lost yet, they're all yours!"
"You're great, sister Ye. I thought you had caught up with me recently, but it turns out you're still wearing this thing! When you have some free time one day, take off the sandbag and we'll compete again!"
"Sure! Later on, can our team rely on you to get a top few places?"
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After spending so many days together, everyone knew what kind of person Ye Qiongying was. At this time, they did not persuade her not to do so and asked her to take off the sandbag and train normally. Instead, they directly expressed their support and encouragement with actions.
It is simply impossible to observe detailed etiquette in a military camp.
They are all men, and many of them take off their clothes and shower when they get hot.
With the addition of Ye Qiongying, everyone has tried to restrain themselves, but some normal contact is inevitable.
As time went by, everyone became more natural and no longer so deliberate.
For example, now, Ye Qiongying was still wearing her clothes, so Yao Dachuan naturally didn't need to be so cautious. He glanced at the sandbag tied to Ye Qiongying's legs and suddenly said:
"Sister, let's go to our tent and take down your sandbag. I'll fill it for you."
"Ah?" Ye Qiongying opened her eyes wide.
"If it's inconvenient for you, you can take it down when you go back today, and then bring it back tomorrow." Yao Dachuan said proactively.
Ye Qiongying waved her hand quickly and followed:
"That's not what I meant. I mean... Brother Yao, can you sew?"
"That's right!" Without Yao Dachuan saying anything, the others finished talking one after another, "Brother Dayao's craftsmanship is really good, even more detailed than my mother's. Whenever anyone in our tent has a hole in their pants or a thread falling off their clothes, they ask Brother Dayao for help."
Yao Dachuan smiled embarrassedly:
"It's nothing. The elders in my family passed away early. If we don't learn from them, we can't change into new clothes every once in a while, given our ordinary family background."
Ye Qiongying took off her sandbag and handed it to Yao Dachuan. Sure enough, he took out a sewing kit from the cabinet, threaded the needle skillfully, and started sewing with the sandbag.
Not long after, he cut off the thread and handed it back to Ye Qiongying.
The edges of the sandbag, which had originally shown signs of unraveling, have been sewn up firmly. Not only that, there is also a cover with straps that is just right for holding the sandbag.
Yao Dachuan explained:
"The shape of this sandbag is difficult to fix, so it's much easier to tie it with this. And the sandbag won't get dirty if you wrap it inside. You only need to clean the outer cloth cover, and there's no need to worry about it getting damaged. I'll sew you two more sets to use alternately."
Ye Qiongying looked at the fine stitches.
Yao Dachuan is obviously a big, tall and strong man, but in Ye Qiongying's eyes, he seems to be shrouded in the aura of a loving mother.
Others praised the craftsmanship and then asked:
"Are our sandbags still useful?"
"I think you guys should use it too!" Yao Dachuan looked at them and said, "Ye Qiongying is a little girl who refuses to admit defeat. She has persisted silently until now. She was last in the beginning, but now she can easily catch up with you guys. Aren't you guys in a hurry? From tomorrow on, wear sandbags and do weight training with Ye Qiongying!"
"what?"
A group of young men let out terrible screams.
However, no one rejected Yao Dachuan's proposal.
Yao Dachuan gave his own pair to Ye Qiongying:
"I am used to farm work, so I don't need this training. You should take my set as a backup."
Ye Qiongying thanked Yao Dachuan and took the sandbag, but did not plan to use it as a backup.
She has been carrying weights on her legs for a month, and now it doesn't have much impact on her. It's time to increase the difficulty for herself.
She was going to tie Yao Dachuan's sandbag on her arm.
When Ye Qiongying came out of their tent, she found a pair of sandbags and a few more straps for tying the sandbags.
Before she had the chance to try out the training effect of carrying 20 kilograms of weight, Ye Qiongying received the news that her day of rest had come.
She could leave the barracks and go home to see Uncle Ye and An Yu.