The next day, the gossip reached the Red Star Team.
After hearing about it, Sanfeng finished dinner and chores, then hurried to the Mei Family to chat.
Yuan Chun was guiding the youngest child in martial arts training. Surprisingly, the three-year-old was practicing quite decently, though lacking strength; a punch would hurt the little hand rather than dent the sandbag.
"Yuan Chun, you're teaching your kids martial arts again? What era is this? Practicing martial arts is useless; studying is more worthwhile nowadays," Sanfeng said as she sat on a small stool, admiring the four Mei children. "I must say, since your kids started practicing martial arts, they've grown stronger and taller."
"Indeed, no hard work goes wasted," Yuan Chun said, sitting down on a small stool beside her. "You're here in such a hurry; is there something going on?"
