Chapter Seventy-One: The Huo Family's Secret Sect Fist

The little guy naturally couldn't wait to open it, and his big clear and bright eyes were staring straight at the express package on the coffee table.

"The package is not big, so this gift should be a very beautiful necklace or other gadget, right?" Chen Xuan muttered secretly, also curious.

"Brother-in-law, then I'll dismantle it now?"

As soon as the words fell, the playful Huo Lingyu had already tore off the tape very quickly and opened the small package.

"I'll see what it is first!" Huo Lingyu looked expectant, as if she was opening a small treasure.

However, when the "gift" in the package appeared in front of Huo Lingyu's eyes, she instantly had a black line on her face.

The reason is simple, this gift is not a fun or beautiful gadget, but just a USB stick and a note.

"I probably know what it is......" After an instant, Huo Lingyu looked at her little niece with a sympathetic gaze, "What a poor little Qingqing!"

"Huh?" Seeing this, Chen Xuan also seemed to realize something, hurriedly came to the coffee table, picked up the note, and then read it carefully.

The content on the note is very brief -

"In the USB flash drive is the first-hand trick of the twenty-four strangulation techniques of our Huo Family's Secret Sect Fist - the teaching video of 'Ku Ding Breaking the Bone', which I personally recorded. You let your daughter watch more and follow the video.

By the way, except for you and Qingqing, no one is allowed to watch it. Our Huo family's boxing method has never been passed on. ”

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After reading it, the corners of Chen Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling extremely helpless about Huo Tianyu's gift.

"Brother-in-law, otherwise the final exam will make Qingqing's progress smaller, right?" Huo Lingyu, who had a complicated expression, suddenly suggested very seriously, "If you continue to improve, maybe my sister will send a new trick video next time!"

"Our Huo family's boxing method is very difficult to practice!"

"Qingqing is so small, she has to practice crying!"

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Hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but consult the second lady of the Huo family in front of him: "Lingyu, how difficult is your Huo family's boxing technique?"

"I have only practiced seven hands so far, do you say it is difficult?" raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it for a while, Huo Lingyu immediately said, "If I remember correctly, I only learned the first-hand 'Ku Ding Bone Solution' when I was seven years old." ”

"The reason is that our Huo family's boxing method is too complicated, and it is actually a boxing technique suitable for men to practice!"

"I heard my father say that the ancestor of our Huo family was a great Sima hussar general in ancient times. ”

"And this boxing technique was created when he went to the Western Regions and fought bloodily on the battlefield!"

"So, brother-in-law, our Huo family's boxing method is an extremely ruthless combat technique, and the moves can be divided into muscles and bones, of course, it is difficult to practice!"

"Poor Qingqing, she is still so young, she has to practice such a difficult boxing technique......"

Huo Lingyu's words undoubtedly made Chen Xuan's brows furrow.

In his opinion, his daughter is still young after all, and the hard work of practicing tactics can be slowed down again.

And even if he had to practice, Chen Xuan thought that he should let his daughter start with simple war studies and accumulate little by little.

However, Huo Tianyu's order, he really couldn't refuse!

After all, she is Qingqing's mother, and Qingqing can be regarded as the successor of Huo Jiaquan after all.

So, Chen Xuan was embarrassed, and he didn't know whether he should let his daughter learn.

Unable to think of a solution to both worlds, he finally had to ask helplessly:

"Qingqing, Ma Ma's gift is a very powerful and difficult boxing technique, do you want to learn it?"

"Yes, yes!" the little one was particularly excited, and seemed to like the gift.

"But, it's very difficult! Qingqing will definitely be very tired and tired from practicing!" Chen Xuan reminded.

"Qingqing is not afraid of being tired!"

But the little guy was still saying quite seriously: "I want to practice boxing, I want to become as powerful as Ma Ma!"

"Okay. Seeing that his daughter's temperament is exactly the same as his mother's in martial arts, Chen Xuan did not object, "Then Qingqing will watch videos every night to learn, and if you don't understand, call Ma Ma!"

"Hmm!" the little one nodded.

"Now, let's wash the fruit with Baba!" After putting away the USB flash drive, Chen Xuan happily touched the little guy's head.

"Make rock sugar gourd!" Suddenly, the little guy in Chen Xuan's arms was particularly excited.

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The production of rock sugar gourd is indeed very simple.

Together, the father and daughter cleaned all kinds of fruits, soaked them in lightly salted water for 10 minutes, and then took them out one by one and skewered them with bamboo skewers.

Although the little guy moved a little slower, under Chen Xuan's command, she completed every step very well.

He even carefully made a "hodgepodge" rock sugar gourd, with red fruits, cherry tomatoes, kiwi and strawberries in a bunch.

Immediately after, the father and daughter boiled water again, boiled the rock sugar, and boiled it into a syrup.

Finally, quickly put the fruit skewers into the pot, coat them in a small amount of syrup, and then immediately remove them and place them in the refrigerator to cool and solidify.

In this way, a string of rock sugar gourds was born!

As for the amount of syrup wrapped, Chen Xuan deliberately controlled it, and it was very well controlled.

The amount of sugar in the rock sugar gourd he made was definitely more than 50% less than the ones he bought from the vendors!

Only in this way can Chen Xuan let her baby daughter eat with peace of mind!

"Baba, can you eat it?"

Less than half a minute after putting it in the refrigerator, the little guy couldn't wait to ask.

"No hurry, no hurry, wait. ”

Sitting on the soft sofa, Chen Xuan took his daughter into his arms, and then asked dotingly: "Qingqing, Baba is asking you now, how many strings did we get in total?"

"Twenty-three strings!" said the little guy with great pride.

"Then how do you plan to divide these twenty-three strings?" Chen Xuan said again.

"Hmmm......"

Tilting his little head and thinking about it seriously, the little guy replied: "Three strings of baba, three strings of aunt, three strings of me." Tomorrow I will bring two strings to Teacher Song, one string to Teacher Zhang, two strings to Xiao Ling, and one string to Xiao Fang......"

"Qingqing, there are still five strings, who are you going to give it to?" At the end, Chen Xuan found that his daughter only said eighteen strings, and couldn't help but ask.

"Those five skewers should be sent to Ma Ma to eat, and Ma Ma can eat the rock sugar gourd I made!" said the little guy very seriously.

Hearing this, touching his daughter's little head, Chen Xuan pursed his lips and smiled.

However, while being moved, he was also a little jealous, and then asked repeatedly: "Qingqing, why is there five strings of hemp and only three strings of baba?"

"The new task was refreshed successfully. ”

The little guy hadn't answered yet, but a prompt suddenly sounded in Chen Xuan's ears.

At the same moment, a line of words appeared in Chen Xuan's mind-

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