Chapter 1303

1303 female man

"I heard it, too."

Li Fan hurriedly said, "in this world, the only one who can practice internal skills and be safe is to enter the seven Xia villa."

"So, seven Xia villa is a refuge?"

"Well, you can say so."

Li Fan thought for a while, and the little girl was right. The original intention of establishing Qixia mountain villa is to create a shelter to protect these Jianghu people. As long as there is seven Xia villa, no one dares to touch the last fighters. But then there was another idea, that is, to build an army station for Huaxia, so as to block those strong enemies for Huaxia at a critical time.

"I envy you. I can go to the seven Xia villa to practice my unique internal skills in the future."

The little girl looked at Li Fan with some envy.

"If you really want to go, you can also go to the villa."

Li Fan said, "the villa receives new employees every June. With your qualifications, there should be no problem."

"No, I'm in charge of the song martial arts school. My father told me before he died that we must pass on the boxing skills of the song martial arts school."

"Yes, but it's really a heavy burden for a girl to shoulder such a big martial arts school."

"Hum, brother Li, you are a son preference!"

Song Ying seems a little unhappy.

"No, no, I'm just a little worried about you. Whether it's men or women, only one person supports a martial arts school, and there are still a few people. There are people inside and outside here, and they can't be busy."

"It's OK. There will be more people slowly."

Song Ying was very optimistic, "no matter how difficult it is, I can stick to it."

"Won't you feel tired?"

"Yes, but it's my responsibility."

Song Ying said magnanimously, "although our song martial arts school is not very big, it is also handed down from generation to generation. Even after ten years of red, the martial arts school didn't fall. The hard work of these generations can't be destroyed here."

"Is it really so important?"

Li Fan couldn't help asking one more question. Looking at Song Ying, he couldn't help thinking of someone in his heart.

"Haven't you ever thought about leaving the martial arts school and doing something you like?"

"How can I do that? Isn't that avoiding my responsibility?"

Song Ying stretched out, but it was all kinds of customs and fascinating.

"But sometimes, responsibility is not what you want, but what others impose on you. There is no need to do it all?"

Li Fan couldn't help but say something from his heart.

"You are still a little macho!"

Hearing this, Song Ying couldn't help but give Li Fan a white look, "and your idea is too selfish. It's completely self hedonism! It's all the foundation of your family. I don't care. Can't you throw it to outsiders?"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean that. I just have a friend like you, so I feel it."

"Although my idea may be a little traditional, ordinary people should take responsibility, not to mention those of us who practice martial arts."

"Well, maybe I'm talkative."

Li Fan hurriedly apologized, "please don't blame Miss Song."

"Just now I said don't be old-fashioned. It's becoming literate again."

Song Ying couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "well, the food is almost here. Everyone is a martial artist. What do you say while eating and talking?"

"Well, I happen to be hungry."

Soon, the little brother who delivered the meal delivered the food.

I thought it was fried rice or something, but I didn't expect that it was a copper pot sent to me. In addition, there are condiments, meat and so on, a whole big box.

"Brother Li, I have no other hobbies. I just like hot pot. I can't eat it alone on weekdays. I happen to be with you today."

"Well, well, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time!"

Li Fan was really a little greedy. When he saw the meat on the table, he was even more hungry.

"Come on, brother Li, don't be polite to me."

Song Ying has finished the copper pot, stuffed with charcoal, and cooked the meat.

"Hey... I've been out for so long. I eat instant food every day, but I'm greedy for hot pot."

"Don't mention it. Listen to brother Li's voice. It should be from Northeast China. I specially ordered charcoal hot pot, which should meet your taste."

"Charcoal hot pot is almost the same, but this meat... Is different."

"Why is the meat different?"

Song Ying is a little strange.

"Our meat is cut thick!"

Li Fan explained, "generally, when you arrive at the hot pot restaurant, you will first have a plate of hand cut mutton, or beef brain, and then scald it in the spicy pot. The taste is not so delicious. However, the meat in the south is thin and juicy. Although it is easier to taste, I still like our Dongbei eating method, haha."

"Why is it difficult?"

Song Ying turned her eyes and laughed, "I'll buy some mutton on the street and let's cut two Jin by ourselves."

"No, no, just eat some."

Li Fan looked at Song Ying's childish demeanor and couldn't help laughing, "look at your tone of voice, which is like a boy. How can a man dare to like you?"

"You are right!"

Song Ying was proud, "before, many boys chased me, and I beat them away! Hee hee!"

“……”

Li Fan is a little speechless, is that all right?

"If you are like this, how can you find a boyfriend?"

"Why are you looking for a boyfriend?"

Song Ying ate meat happily. "It's boring. It's better to practice boxing and foot skills."

"Miss Song likes Kung Fu so much. Why don't we have a fight now?"

"Now? How to compete now?"

"Come on, I put a beef ball."

Li Fan pointed to the beef balls in the pot. The beef balls had been cooked, turned over and rolled in the pot.

"Ah, what's the matter? Look at your stingy way. How many more pills?"

Li Fan explained with a smile, "no, you see, there is only one beef ball. You and I use chopsticks to grab this beef ball, and see who can grab it."

"OK, let's compare."

Li Fan glanced at Song Ying and couldn't help muttering, "you are really a woman..."

"What's the matter with a woman man? Is there any difference between a woman man and sister Rou?"

Song Ying couldn't help asking.

"How to say... Well, let me ask you a question. When you wash and rub mud, do you like to rub your arms first or your legs first?"

"Nonsense, of course, rub your arms first! Why, sister Rou rub her legs first?"

Song Ying asked.

"No... sister Rou will say, annoying, there is no mud on others."

“……”

Song Ying endured for a long time, and finally said, "come and eat meatballs."

"OK, come on."

Song Ying said, dressed in chopsticks, and pinched the beef balls. Li Fan also handed out his chopsticks, knocked them up, and directly flipped Song Ying's chopsticks away.

"It's not so easy to eat beef balls."