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"I heard it too."
Li Fan hurriedly said, "In this world, the only person who can practice internal skills and be safe and sound is the one who enters the Seven Heroes Villa."
"So, Qixia Villa is a refuge?"
"Well, actually you can say that."
Li Fan thought for a while, and the little girl was right. My original intention of establishing Qixia Villa was also to create a refuge to protect these people in the world. As long as there is Seven Heroes Villa, no one will dare to touch these last martial artists. But then there was another idea, which was to build a military station for China to block incoming powerful enemies at critical moments.
"I really envy you. You can go to Qixia Villa to practice your internal skills in the future."
The little girl looked at Li Fan with envy.
"If you really want to go, you can go to the villa."
Li Fan introduced, "The villa accepts new recruits every June. With your qualifications, there should be no problem."
"No, I am responsible for the Song Family Martial Arts School. Before my father passed away, he told me that the boxing techniques of the Song Family Martial Arts School must be passed down."
"That's true, but it is indeed a bit heavy for a girl like you to shoulder such a large martial arts gym."
"Humph, Brother Li, you are patriarchal!"
Song Ying seemed a little unhappy.
"No, no, I'm just a little worried about you. Whether it's a man or a woman, if only one person supports a martial arts gym, there are still a few people. There are so many people inside and outside here that it's too busy."
"It's okay. Gradually there will be more people."
Song Ying is very optimistic, "No matter how difficult it is, I can persevere."
"Don't you feel tired?"
"Yes, but this is my responsibility."
Song Ying said openly, "Although our Song Family Martial Arts School is not very big, it has been passed down from generation to generation. Even during the Red Ten Years, the Martial Arts School did not collapse. The hard work of these generations cannot be overtaken. It’s ruined for me.”
"Is it really that important?"
Li Fan couldn't help but ask one more question. Looking at Song Ying, he couldn't help but think of someone.
"Have you ever thought about putting down the martial arts gym and doing something you like?"
"How can that be done? Doesn't that mean evading one's own responsibilities?"
Song Ying stretched her body, which was very charming and fascinating.
"But sometimes, responsibilities are not what you want, but are imposed on you by others. There is no need to do them all, right?"
Li Fan couldn't help but speak his mind.
"You are still a bit of a chauvinist!"
When Song Ying heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Li Fan, "And your idea is too selfish. It's completely self-hedonistic! It's all my family's foundation. I don't care. Why don't you just leave it to outsiders?" .”
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I just had a friend who was like you, so I felt it."
"Although my idea may be a bit traditional, ordinary people have to take responsibility, let alone those of us who practice martial arts."
"Okay, maybe I'm talking too much."
Li Fan quickly apologized, "Please don't blame Miss Song."
"Just now you said you shouldn't be old-fashioned, but now your words have become formal again."
Song Ying couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "Okay, the food is coming soon. We are all martial arts practitioners, what do we have to talk about while eating?"
"Okay, I happen to be hungry too."
Soon, the food delivery boy brought the food.
I thought it was just fried rice or something, but unexpectedly, a copper pot was brought to me. There are also seasonings, ingredients, meats, etc., a whole big box.
"Brother Li, I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to eat hot pot. I can't eat alone on weekdays, but today I just want to be with you."
"Okay, okay, I haven't had hot pot for a long time!"
Li Fan was really a little greedy, and when he saw the table full of meat, he felt even more hungry.
"Come on, Brother Li, don't be polite to me."
Song Ying had already prepared the copper pot, filled it with charcoal, and added all the meat to cook.
"Hey... I've been out for so long, eating fast food every day, but I'm craving for hot pot."
"Then you're welcome. From the sound of Brother Li's voice, he must be from the Northeast. I specially ordered the charcoal hot pot, which should suit your taste."
"The charcoal hot pot is pretty much the same, but the meat... is different."
"Why is the meat different?"
Song Ying was a little strange.
"Our meat is cut thickly!"
Li Fan explained, "Usually when you go to a hot pot restaurant, you will first get a plate of hand-cut mutton or beef brain. Once you blanch it in a spicy pot, the taste will be so fragrant. But the meat from the south is thin and juicy. .Although it is easier to taste, I still like our Northeastern way of eating it, haha.”
"What's so hard about this?"
When Song Ying heard this, she turned her eyes and laughed, "I'll go buy some mutton from the street, and we'll cut it into two pounds ourselves."
"No, no, no, just eat some."
Li Fan looked at Song Ying's tomboy-like behavior and couldn't help laughing, "Look at your tone of voice, you sound like a boy. How can any man dare to like you?"
"You're right about that!"
Song Ying became proud, "I used to have a lot of boys chasing me, but I beat them away! Hehe!"
“…”
Li Fan was a little speechless. Is this okay
"How can you find a boyfriend like this?"
"Why are you looking for a boyfriend?"
Song Ying ate meat happily, "It's boring, I might as well practice boxing and kicking."
"Miss Song likes boxing and kicking so much, how about we compete now?"
"Now? How to compete now?"
"Here, I took a beef pill."
Li Fan pointed at the beef balls in the pot. The beef balls were already cooked, turned over, and tumbling in the pot.
"Ah, what's wrong? Look at how stingy you are. Take a few more pills."
Li Fan smiled and explained, "No, you see there is only one beef ball. You and I will use chopsticks to grab the beef ball to see who can grab it."
"Okay, let's compare."
Li Fan glanced at Song Ying twice and couldn't help but mutter, "You are really a tomboy..."
"What's wrong with a tomboy? Is there any difference between a tomboy and a soft girl?"
Song Ying couldn't help but ask.
"How should I put it... Let me ask you a question. When you take a shower and rub the mud, do you prefer to rub your arms first or your legs first?"
"Nonsense, of course I rub my arms first! Why, Miss Rou, rub my legs first?"
Song Ying asked.
"No... Sister Rou will say, disgusting, there is no mud on her body."
“…”
Song Ying endured it for a long time and finally said, "Come and eat meatballs."
"Okay, come."
Song Ying said, grabbing the beef balls with her chopsticks. Li Fan also held out his chopsticks and knocked them upwards, knocking Song Ying's chopsticks away.
"It's not that easy to eat beef balls."