Chapter 241: You Still Hate My Hand

Qin Yize fought for her face and was angry for her, if she was still worried about this and that, wouldn't she be angry and destroy her prestige?

Sure enough, Qin Yize's eyes lit up, he took a deep look at Gu Qiaoqiao, took her hand, and without saying a word, he walked briskly outside with a smile in his eyebrows.

Gu Qiaoqiao didn't break free, and Qin Yize's big hand wrapped her little hand.

At this time, if Sino and Elena peeked at them in the restaurant, wouldn't it be a loss of face for Qin Yize?

Gu Qiaoqiao was also very curious.

She glanced down at Qin Yize's hand and asked, "Your punching speed is too fast, how long have you been practicing?" ”

Qin Yize opened the car door, let go of his hand a little reluctantly, and let Gu Qiaoqiao get into the car first, he leaned on the car door, his posture was lazy, and his voice was with a pleasant smile, "Do you really think it's fast?" ”

"Well, it's so fast that Sino didn't even react......"

"When I was five years old, I was taken to the military compound by my grandfather, and I had to beat sandbags for three hours every day, and I was not allowed to eat until I was full."

Saying that, Qin Yize closed the car door, bypassed the front of the car, and got into the car.

Gu Qiaoqiao thought, five years old.

What did she do when she was five years old?

It seems to follow my grandfather to carve a wooden bowl.

She looked at Qin Yize, and suddenly had a feeling of sympathy.

His hands were on the steering wheel.

His hands and bones are distinct, as if they were carved out of jade.

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

She turned sideways slightly, and took a closer look, Qin Yize looked at her funny, "Are you looking to see if there are any wounds or whether there are calluses?" ”

Saying that, he let go of his hand and handed it to Gu Qiaoqiao's face, slowly unfolding, his voice was as low as water, "There are calluses in the palms of my hands, I remember that time in the mountains, you still disliked my hands......"

Gu Qiaoqiao's eyes rolled slightly, and he was a little embarrassed to argue, "How can there be ......?"

Qin Yize chuckled.

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

After a while, he asked Gu Qiaoqiao again, "Do you think Grandpa Tai is too strict to let a five-year-old child practice sandbags?" ”

Gu Qiaoqiao shook his 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, when my mother raised 12 chickens, I carved the outside of the wooden bowl full of chicks, grandpa said that I was amazingly talented, holding a wooden bowl with tears, I didn't understand it at the time, so I told grandpa, this wooden bowl is for him to eat, to ensure that it will not break......"

Speaking of this, the corners of Gu Qiaoqiao's mouth curled.

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

"You also know the story about the wooden bowl?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked in surprise.

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

"Hehe......" Gu Qiaoqiao chuckled, "I have a good memory, I remember everything when I was five years old, I was told by my mother at the time, but grandpa didn't care at all, he said, when he is old and his hands are trembling, he will use my wooden bowl to eat." ”

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

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

He has a good relationship with his grandmother.

Grandma passed away before Grandpa.

Since then, Grandpa has not been happy at all.

Gu Qiaoqiao thought that grandma and grandfather passed away one after another, with a gap of three years.

really responded to that sentence: wait three years on the bridge!