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Chapter 241 You still dislike my hand

Qin Yize competes for her and vents anger for her. If she is still worried about this and that, wouldn’t she be more determined to destroy her own dignity?

Sure enough, Qin Yize's eyes lit up. He looked at Gu Qiaoqiao deeply, took her hand, and without saying a word, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling and his feet were walking outside with brisk steps.

Gu Qiaoqiao did not break free, and let Qin Yize's big hand wrap her little hand.

At this time, what if Xino and Elena peek at them in the restaurant, wouldn’t it be a shame for Qin Yize?

Gu Qiaoqiao was also very curious at the same time.

She looked down at Qin Yize's hand and asked, "You punched too fast. How long have you been practicing?"

Qin Yize opened the car door and let go of his hand reluctantly, asking Gu Qiaoqiao to get in the car first. He leaned against the car door, his posture was lazy, his voice was filled with a pleasant smile, "Do you really think it's fast?"

"Well, I didn't react even when I was almost there."

"When I was five years old, I was taken to the military compound by my great-grandfather. I had to beat the sandbag for three hours every day, and I would not let me eat if I didn't beat it."

As he said that, Qin Yize closed the car door, walked around the front of the car, and got into the car.

Gu Qiaoqiao thought, he was five years old.

What did she do when she was five years old?

It seems like he is following his grandfather to carve wooden bowls.

She looked at Qin Yize and suddenly felt a feeling of being in the same way.

His hands were placed on the steering wheel.

His hands have clear joints, as beautiful as jade carved.

But I didn't expect it to be full of endless power.

She turned sideways slightly and looked closer again. Qin Yize looked at her with a funny look, "Are you looking at whether there are any wounds or cocoons?"

As he said that, he let go of his hand and handed it to Gu Qiaoqiao, slowly unfolding, his voice as soft as water, "There are calluses in the palm of your hand. I remember that time in the mountains, you still disliked my hand."

Gu Qiaoqiao's clear eyes slightly turned, and she felt embarrassed to defend herself, "Where is it?"

Qin Yize chuckled.

At this time, the atmosphere in the carriage was warm and seemed to have a hint of unspeakable feelings.

After a while, he asked Gu Qiaoqiao again, "Do you think the great grandfather is too strict and actually let the five-year-old child practice sandbags?"

Gu Qiaoqiao shook her head, looked ahead, and recalled, "No, when I was five years old, I also learned carving with my grandfather. My first work was a wooden bowl. At that time, my mother raised 12 chicks, and I was carving the outside of the wooden bowl with chicks. Grandpa said that I was amazing in talent and was crying when I held the wooden bowl. I didn't understand it at the time, so I told my grandfather that this wooden bowl was for him to eat and ensure that it would not be broken."

Speaking of this, Gu Qiaoqiao's lips curled up.

Qin Yize turned his head and said with a smile, "You must have been scolded."

"Do you know the story about the wooden bowl?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked in surprise.

"Of course I know that the elderly want their children to be filial, so they always use the story of this wooden bowl to hit their children."

"Haha" Gu Qiaoqiao chuckled, "I have a good memory. I remember everything I was five years old. My mother said it at that time, but my grandfather didn't care at all. He said that when he got old and his hands were trembling, he would use my wooden bowl to eat."

Although Gu Qiaoqiao was smiling, tears were in her eyes.

Although she doesn't understand why her grandfather hides her life experience, she is the best grandfather in the world.

He and his grandmother have a good relationship.

Grandma passed away before grandpa.

Since then, my grandfather has actually not been happy at all.

Gu Qiaoqiao thought that grandma and grandpa passed away one after another, three years apart.

It really corresponds to the saying: Waiting for three years at Naihe Bridge!
Chapter completed!
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