"Xue'er......" Meng Ran, who was still in the courtyard, had already begun to shout loudly into the house. As soon as Meng Ran walked to the door, he saw Zhang Miaoxue coming out of the house, although she was young, she was already bright and bright.

"Xue'er..."Meng Ran happily shook Zhang Miaoxue's hand and shouted affectionately. Her face was instantly flushed, and she reminded softly, "Xiaoya is still here......"

Meng Ran looked up behind Zhang Miaoxue, and saw Miaoxue's personal maid Xiaoya standing behind the table, covering her mouth with a handkerchief and snickering. Meng Ran gave Xiao Ya a 'get out' look, Xiao Ya nodded, blessed the two of them, and gently exited the room.

With a 'squeak', the door closed from the inside.

Zhang Miaoxue asked a little nervously, "What are you doing behind closed doors......

"Ahh ”

"Then you don't have to close the door, do you?"

"Hmm... Then I'd better open the door......"

"Don't! This will be even more obvious, forget it, you can say it if you have something to say. ”

Being messed with by Zhang Miaoxue like this, Meng Ran was a little confused, so he stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this, Zhang Miaoxue smiled, stepped forward and gently pulled Meng Ran's sleeve, and found a stool to sit down at random.

"Do you have anything to tell me?" Zhang Miaoxue was a little curious.

Looking at Miao Xue, who looked down at him slightly, Meng Ran was a little stupid. Although Zhang Miaoxue is the same age as Meng Ran, it seems that women are taller and more mature than men in their teenage years.

"Hey... What are you looking at?" Miao Xue, who couldn't wait for Meng Ran to speak, waved a handkerchief in front of his eyes.

"Well, what's the matter? What are you doing waving your handkerchief?"

"Why are you looking at me stupidly?Is there anything dirty on my face?" Zhang Miaoxue touched her face a little nervously.

"No dirty ......"

"And what are you looking at?"

"Ah, why are you looking at me?" asked Zhang Miaoxue shyly.

"You... You're so good-looking..."

"Fool..."

There seemed to be a sweet smell in the air, and the two teenagers looked at each other straight until their cheeks were flushed.

After a long time, the eyes of the two separated.

Meng Ran coughed lightly to bring himself back to his senses, and then he thought that Zhang Miaoxue had come a little too early, so he asked, "Xue'er, why are you here?" Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Miaoxue shook her head slightly, "It's nothing, I just thought that I hadn't seen you for a long time, so I came to see you." ”

"Then you came too early, did you leave the city as soon as the city gate opened?"

"Well, Xiaoya and I got up early. Zhang Miaoxue, who was talking, also yawned a lot.

"Then why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

"My aunt won't let me stay outside the city, so I can only come early and go back early. Zhang Miaoxue lowered her head, a little unhappy.

Meng Ran could only be relieved: "She may be worried about you." By the way, how is Shibo doing lately?"

"Well, Daddy's health is fine, but he keeps talking about you. ”

"When the filial piety period expires next year, I will go to visit Shibo. When you go back, say hello to Shibo for me. ”

"Yes, good. ”

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to something delicious. ”

"Okay......"

Meng Ran took Zhang Miaoxue to eat the farmer's meal, and after the meal, the two talked some private words, so much so that they forgot to talk about Meng Ran's whispers.

At noon, the woman of the tenant family brought a meal, because Meng Ran was still in the period of filial piety, so the food could only be light, not too much meat.

Meng Ran, Zhang Miaoxue and the maid Xiaoya ate together, while the nursing home of Zhang's Mansion dined with the tenants. After the meal, everyone rested for half an hour.

In the afternoon, Meng Ran took Zhang Miaoxue and Xiaoya to walk in the fields, chat, and enjoy the scenery.

The sun was soon setting in the west, and Zhang Miaoxue could only say goodbye in reluctance.

"I'll see you next time. ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you. ”

Under the sunset, the children said goodbye.

After dinner, Fang Xing came to the farm.

Meng Ran, who was enjoying the shade in the courtyard, asked curiously after seeing Fang Xing, "Uncle Fang, it's so late, why are you here?"

Fang Xing shrugged, "What's the matter? Can't I come? Are you lazy?"

Meng Ran smiled embarrassedly, "Miaoxue is here today, so I slack off for a day." ”

Fang Xing patted Meng Ran on the shoulder, "Good boy, you know how to fall in love at a young age......"

Meng Ran looked ashamed.

Fang Xing laughed, "It's okay, the way of martial arts, one by one, in the past year, you have practiced very well, there is no need to practice too much, you should pay attention to rest and relax." ”

Meng Ran let out a "grace", and then asked, "The city gate has been closed, how did you get out?"

Fang Xing said casually: "Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, I naturally have a way to get out of the city." ”

Meng Ran looked at Fang Xing with a convincing expression, and saw that Fang Xing's old face was red.

Coughing lightly, Fang Xing asked lightly, "Do you still practice at night?"

Meng Ran nodded, "Naturally, you have to practice." It just so happens that Uncle Fang is here, you can see how I practice. ”

"Well, okay, let's get started. Fang Xing found a place and sat down.

Under the cover of night, Meng Ran began to wave his fists.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

In the small courtyard, the small figure made a burst of fists and feet. Meng Ran's muscles all over his body seemed to move, making a series of noises in the air. After a while, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

"Well, it's not bad......"

When Meng Ran finished a complete set of boxing techniques, a voice came from the side, and it was Fang Xing who spoke.

"Uncle Fang. ”

Fang Xing nodded, then stood up from the ground, walked in front of Meng Ran, his eyes swept up and down his body, a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You practiced well, it seems that you have worked weekdays." ”

"It's all taught by Uncle Fang. Meng Ran shook his head and said with a smile.

"I've taught others, but I'm not as good as you, so you don't need to be humble. Fang Xing looked at Meng Ran in front of him, and sighed softly in his heart, in the past year, Meng Ran has been cultivating desperately, he naturally sees it in his eyes, such a hard work, even an adult like him will feel tired, although he doesn't say it, but he is very distressed in his heart, and he also looks good at Meng Ran's future.

He understood that Meng Ran was cultivating so desperately, just wanting to soothe some emotions, just wanting to complete what his father had explained.

Meng Ran smiled, after this period of hard work, he finally had a lot of gains, and it was already a great achievement to be able to praise Fang Xing, who was not smiling. 、

"I see that your boxing skills have been practiced very well, but they are just a little hot, so it is good to practice diligently in the future. You can rest well tonight, and tomorrow I will teach you a set of leg techniques. Fang Xing said.

Hearing this, Meng Ran's dark eyes suddenly lit up, and two rays of light seemed to shoot out in the darkness. Although he now has a set of palm techniques, but there is no corresponding leg technique, it is like a wooden stake beating around there, he has long wanted to learn a set of leg techniques in his heart, but Fang Xing has never taught him, and now that he finally has the opportunity to learn, how can he not like it.

"Martial arts in the world do not have a distinct level difference like the monastic sects, and those who practice martial arts are only strong and not strong, and there is no specific grade. If you have to divide it, then it is a first-class master, a second-rate strong player, a third-rate good player, and then there are some outsiders who know a little about fists and feet, and the rest are ordinary people. However, if you practice martial arts, no matter how powerful you are, you can only fight against more than a dozen enemies, and if you are too much, you will be hacked to death with a knife even if you are not exhausted to death; Fang Xing said.

Meng Ran nodded again and again, but he was not disappointed because martial arts were not as powerful as he imagined, he understood the truth that food should be eaten one bite at a time, and for many people, such a simple martial art is already very rare, and this martial art was learned by Fang Xing by luck.

"Uncle Fang, what's the name of the boxing technique I learned before?"

"No name. I'm going to teach you the leg technique tomorrow, and I don't have a name. The seniors who taught me said to me that martial arts don't need names, as long as you practice well enough, and you don't need to come up with some loud names to show off. However, the so-called fist and leg techniques, the most important thing is the caster itself, in the hands of a real strongman, even the most ordinary fist can have amazing lethality, the stronger the strength of the warrior itself, the stronger the power of the exercises. After Fang Xing finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and said to Meng Ran, "Come, attack me with your greatest strength and fastest speed, let me see your strength." ”

Meng Ran blinked, clenched his hands into fists, and made an attacking motion. Immediately, a punch was directly aimed at Fang Xing.

In the face of Meng Ran's full blow, Fang Xing just casually probed his hand, and his palm quickly slapped at Meng Ran's elbow, Meng Ran's fist suddenly lost its strength, and then Meng Ran jumped up with grinning teeth, and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, only to see that his elbow was red.

From beginning to end, Meng Ran's attack did not fall into place at all, and he said with a depressed face: "Uncle Fang, you ......"

Fang Xing smiled and said leisurely: "If you make a master's move, you can only tell the winner in an instant, and someone who is better than you will see through your intentions before you make a move." Someone once said, 'The autumn wind does not move and the cicada feels first', this is the truth, when you raise your hand to punch, the mobilization of qi and blood in your body has already told me how you want to punch and how much force you want to use, so I can break your attack at the moment of your attack and defuse your attack. ”

Fang Xing thought for a while, and then said: "But you just want to protect yourself, breathing tips, punching techniques, and a set of leg techniques are enough." After all, you're not going to be a hero, that's enough......"

"Okay, anyway, I just need to be a second-rate strong player......"