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The smell of the barbecue stall is coming, the smell of meat, the smell of barbecue
Qu Ping, who was holding the tablet and was seriously typing, was suddenly aroused by the glutton, and she stood up and walked towards the barbecue booth.
Every once in a while she came back with a pot of delicacies.
"Husband, come and eat delicious food in the world."
Qu Ping has no taboos about what she eats, and she accepts all junk food as it is ordered. The main reason is the beauty of life, no matter how much you eat, you will not gain weight, no matter how much you eat, your skin will still be hydrated.
Kuan collected his things, smiled and walked to Qu Ping's side, looked at the plate and frowned. On it were two grilled wings and three sausages, all junk food.
Especially the grilled sausage, brushed with hoisin sauce, roasted thick and strong, looks too much alike Kuan is really not interested in this thing.
Qu Ping had already picked up the grilled sausage, eating it deliciously. Kuan stared at the opening and closing of her lips, his eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled.
"So delicious?"
Qu Ping nodded as a matter of course, "Well, it's delicious! If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Qu Ping handed the grilled sausage to Kuan, but Kuan didn't take it, but just smiled and pursed his lips. Qu Ping didn't care about him and just continued to enjoy it.
Suddenly the light dimmed in front of her, and someone grabbed her oily little mouth stained by roasted sausage, and Qu Ping froze.
By the time she realized it, the man had already swept away the food in her mouth, and as if he knew the taste, he commented objectively: "The taste is really good."
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Smelly man, is he talking about the smell of sausageor what?
There are people all around, the stinky man is too mean! Qu Ping's face flushed red.
She lowered her hot little face, continued to bite the sausage, and muttered: "Isn't there still a few more? Why do you want to eat mine?"
Kuan looked at her without red face and heartbeat, and said solemnly: "Is it reasonable for a big man to eat outside with a roast sausage?"
Thinking about that scene, Kuan felt a little sick.
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Qu Ping didn't realize it, she didn't understand, "why can't big men eat grilled sausages outside?"
Has the sausage provoked him?
Kuan stared at her, and said in a steady voice, "It's fun for women to eat sausage, but for men, it's a problem with their sexual orientation."
Jiong!
What the hell is he talking about
She absolutely can't understand, yes, she can't understand.
She picked up the sausage and wanted to bite it, but stopped again, and then just stared at the half of the sausage blankly, without speaking for a long time.
The man's thin lips curved slightly playfully, "Why don't you eat it? If you don't eat it again, it will be cold."
Qu Ping suddenly lost her appetite.
Xing Kuan, you did it on purpose!
Qu Ping was full after being tossed about by Kuan. When it was meal time, she ate some mulberries and took a few bites of pasta and lost her appetite. This time, the Coke spoiled Mr. Jin, and Qu Ping's share was settled by him.
After drinking and eating, they probably sat and chatted.
"Uncle, you said you can eat so much, where did the meat grow?" This question has puzzled Qu Ping for a long time.
Although Mr. Jin is very rare, he has maintained a very good body shape, tall and straight, tough, and lean. Seen from behind, he is almost the same as a 50-year-old middle-aged man.
"Practice your muscles and bones outside and train your breath inside."
"Uncle, do you know kung fu? Use two tricks." Qu Ping was full of admiration.
"Today, uncle, I had a good time eating. If I'm in a good mood, I'll play tricks on you. Look after me."
I saw the old man slowly and gently raised his arms forward to shoulder height, palms down, fingers slightly bent, posing in a Tai Chi posture.
"Standing like a pine tree,
Sit still like a bell,
Walking with a gust of wind,
Southern fist and northern leg,
? Shaolin Wudang Kungfu,
? Tai Chi Eight Diagrams Chain Palm,
The Chinese have miraculous powers. "
? The old man's moves are graceful and graceful, like flowing clouds and flowing water. This skill cannot be mastered in a year or two.
Kuan and Sheng's father applauded the old man sincerely. Qu Ping didn't know Tai Chi, but she also thought that the old man played beautifully, so she couldn't help but shouted. The young people at the barbecue booth heard the sound and came over to watch.
The old man seems not to be affected by the outside world. His concentration, smoothness, and steady body, with one hand and one gesture, he calmly seeks success in a slow manner, and has reached the state of being as quiet as he is in motion.
? Squat halfway, put your hands together in front of your chest, and keep your feet close together.??Then two palms together, Tai Chi is restored. The old man completed a perfect set of forty-six forms of Chen Style Taijiquan.
The fight was so exciting that everyone applauded and cheered for the old man, and the shouts resounded through the valley.
"Good-looking is good-looking. But Tai Chi is used by grandpas and aunts for fitness. It is not useful for self-defense and fighting." An arrogant voice sounded out of time.
When everyone took a closer look, it turned out to be a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a crew cut, a burly figure, round arms and a big waist, and two legs that looked more like stone piers. One could tell at a glance that he had kung fu, a strong man boys.
"Boy, your view of Tai Chi is not comprehensive." The old man said slightly seriously.
He suddenly became so serious, Qu Ping still can't get used to it. Perhaps for the old man, it is wrong to slander the national intangible cultural heritage at will, and the nature is very serious.
"Does the old man have a more comprehensive view? I would like to hear more about it." Although Xiao Pingtou's words were respectful, his tone was still arrogant and unruly.
The old man did not respond, but spread his feet slightly, squatted down slightly, stretched out his right palm upwards, and put on a "please" posture.
"Old man, are you going to compete with me in fists and kicks?" Xiaopingtou guessed suspiciously.
"Come on, kid, let uncle teach you what is real Chinese Taijiquan." The old man was very serious.
"Forget it, old man, you are already old, if you accidentally sprain your waist and hurt your legs, I can't bear the responsibility." Xiaopingtou laughed loudly.
It may be the biggest joke of this century that an old man in his seventies dares to provoke him, a martial arts practitioner.
Qu Ping also felt that Mr. Jin had really gone too far this time. Xiaoping's head is big and thick, he waved his hand casually, and he estimated that the old man would fly to the pond to kiss the little fish, and he would fight with others, isn't this courting death?
Qu Ping was about to step forward to persuade the old man, Kuan pulled her back, shook her head at her, and signaled her not to stop her. Then he pointed to the old man and gave a thumbs up, then pointed to Xiaopingtou and gave a little thumbs up.
Qu Ping was still worried, but Kuan held her little hand tightly and couldn't break free. Seeing that Mr. Jin was determined to have a showdown, she had no choice but to give up.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it hurts someone?" The old man said lightly.
Xiaopingtou laughed out loud again, he shook his head helplessly, this old man is asking for his own death, and he has no choice.
Some people in the crowd proposed to shoot a video of the whole process, with no fists and feet, both sides voluntary, no blame for life and death.
This proposal was approved by the people involved, and all the cameras instantly focused on the grandpa and grandson, who are half a century apart in age, to see how they interpret Chinese Kung Fu.
Xiaoping Tou took off his coat, revealing his strong chest muscles and arms. He stretched his neck and walked slowly towards Mr. Jin. His eyes were fierce and his knuckles were rattling like a ferocious lion pounced on a goat.
"don't want."
Qu Ping was too nervous to watch the next scene. She covered her ears with her hands and pressed her face into Kuan's arms. Kuan gently patted her on the back to reassure her.
Sure enough, there were sounds of astonishment, yells, and sympathetic cries of pain from the crowd, and of course there were also screams of the opponents being beaten. The battle was quite intense and painful.
Qu Ping was terrified when she heard that, and she already lit a candle for the master in her heart.
Good luck, old man!
Kuan patted Qu Ping on the back, motioning for Qu Ping to turn around and take a look, but when Qu Ping refused, Kuan was able to forcefully push her over.
Qu Ping was so startled that she was about to close her eyes, but she saw that mass of white meat being swept away by someone, and flew off the ground with a "swish" like a discus, and fell into the pond with a "dong".
Qu Ping remembered Zhang Sanfeng's taijiquan teaching Zhang Wuji when Zhang Sanfeng was in danger:
Taiji people are born of infinity, the machine of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang, yin cannot be separated from yang, and yang cannot be separated from yin.
? Yin and Yang complement each other, level and gods, the mind is calm and the body is upright, and the mind and energy are running.
Opening and closing virtual reality, internal and external unity.
?Using softness to become rigidity, rigidity and softness combined, Tai Chi Yin and Yang, softness and rigidity, rigidity and softness combined, and strength flowing freely. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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