To persuade her real mother, He Tiantian even took out the bow and arrows she bought and performed in front of the whole family.
The He Family's courtyard was not small, measuring up to half an acre.
Aside from a vegetable plot, there were also several jujube trees in the courtyard.
He Tiantian instructed her little nephew to hang a worn-out basket on the tree; she stood under the porch, a distance of at least seventy to eighty meters.
Drawing the bow and placing the arrows, whoosh, whoosh whoosh!
All the arrows hit right in the center of the slightly swaying basket.
And He Tiantian didn't even exert much effort; she didn't pant, she didn't sweat, standing there instead with a bit of a noble young lady's poise.
"Mom, look, archery really isn't like those other sports!"
He Tiantian said to her real mother with a smile.
