Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know that when she was curious, the expression on her face was very rich, a pair of almond eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes flickered, which was particularly cute. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking of what Zhao Qingshan said to himself just now and his decision, Wen Ziqing felt a "coax", and now not only his ears are feverish, but even his face is showing signs of burning. Although Zhou Yuanyuan in front of him is a little Lori, Wen Ziqing's appearance when he grows up is clear.

Zhou Yuanyuan saw that Wen Ziqing's ears were getting redder and redder, but he didn't mean to solve his doubts, Zhou Yuanyuan curled his mouth, and Gu Zi ran away.

Forget it, in fact, her curiosity is not too heavy, and she should not do the difficult task of teasing the ice cube to speak.

Wen Ziqing looked at the little figure like a butterfly in flowers and rushed into the kitchen, and after a while, the sound of Zhao Yunxiang and Zhou Yuanyuan's two mothers and daughters "chattering" came from the kitchen. A trace of expectation appeared in Wen Ziqing's cold heart. He, a lonely star, can also have tenderness, right?

Wen Ziqing recalled the conversation with Zhao Qingshan just now.

After Zhao Qingshan finished doing acupuncture for Wen Ziqing, after Wen Ziqing got dressed, Zhao Qingshan squinted at Wen Ziqing for a long time before asking, "Ziqing! Do you want to learn martial arts well?"

"Yes. Wen Ziqing remembered the regret of his previous life and replied without hesitation.

"Okay!" Zhao Qingshan sighed, walked quickly to the door, picked up a piece of bluestone on the ground behind the door, and walked back to Wen Ziqing.

"I'll come. Wen Ziqing didn't know what Zhao Qingshan was moving a stone for, so he hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

Zhao Qingshan shook his head and put the stone on the ground.

Before Wen Ziqing could understand Zhao Qingshan's intentions, he saw Zhao Qingshan's luck in his hand and smashed it into Qingshi with a punch.

Zhao Qingshan's hand was intact, and a crack suddenly appeared on the hard big bluestone, and then, a small crack appeared on the edge of the big crack, and then again, the small cracks were like spider webs more and more, and in less than two minutes, the whole bluestone cracked into many large and small stones. The big one is the size of Wen Ziqing's fist, and the small one is like lotus rice.

Wow! I didn't expect Grandpa Zhao's kung fu to be so powerful! This is the rhythm of an advanced grandmaster! Wen Ziqing was stunned. Wen Ziqing practiced martial arts hard in his previous life, and he failed to enter the realm of martial arts masters when he was dying.

According to Wen Ziqing's knowledge, martial arts can only be called martial arts masters when they have practiced to a certain intensity, and above the master is the martial arts master, and above the grandmaster is the great martial arts master. In his previous life, Wen Ziqing saw Zhao Qingshan at his grandfather's house in Qingshan City, but he didn't expect that Zhao Qingshan, who didn't look good, turned out to be a hidden martial arts master.

"Hey, it's old, it's useless, if I'm twenty years younger, I can beat all this bluestone to the size of lotus rice. Zhao Qingshan smiled self-deprecatingly. Indeed, since Zhao Qingshan's knee was injured, the originally smooth meridians were blocked when they reached the knee, and over the years, Zhao Qingshan has been unable to practice internal strength, and only the foreign boxing method has not given up practice.

Internal force, if you don't cultivate, it won't increase on its own. Instead, it passes slowly inside the body. A few years ago, Zhao Qingshan still couldn't feel it, but in the past two years, Zhao Qingshan felt that his skills had regressed a lot.

"Very powerful!" Wen Ziqing cherished words like gold as always, Zhao Qingshan understood what he meant, and admired his martial arts.

"Ziqing, would you like to learn Zhao's martial arts from me? After Zhao Qingshan showed off his muscles, he asked with a smile. Zhao Qingshan had already planned to tempt him with strong force, and if Wen Ziqing was still not moved, he would think of other ways.

Zhao's martial arts? Zhao's grandfather's surname is Zhao, is this Zhao's martial arts a secret that the Zhao family does not pass on? Wen Ziqing's core is not a real child, and after a turn of his mind, he naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Qingshan's words.

"What are Grandpa Zhao's conditions?" Wen Ziqing asked.

Hey! Zhao Qingshan was secretly happy.

"Ziqing~!Grandpa Zhao, I like your martial arts talent very much, but it's a pity ・・・・・・that my family has passed on martial arts, and my ancestors have had a legacy, and they are not relatives of the Zhao family, so they are not allowed to be passed on. Look at my granddaughter, she looks very cute Yuxue, if you become a relative of the descendants of my Zhao family, this family will naturally ・・・・・・ martial arts" Zhao Qingshan's words suddenly came out.

"Grandpa Zhao, when Sister Yuanyuan grows up, I am willing to marry her. Before Zhao Qingshan finished speaking, Wen Ziqing hurriedly expressed his position.

That's right! Why didn't he think of it before? Yuanyuan's sister had a miserable life in her previous life, just because she married a scumbag. If the garden girl can marry a husband who loves her when she grows up, won't she be able to live a peaceful and happy life?

He Wen Ziqing was young and promising in his previous life, and with the advantage of foresight after rebirth, in this life, he should not be worse than in his previous life. Wen Ziqing had never been married in his previous life and didn't know how to treat his wife, but he believed that he would definitely be good to the Yuanyuan girl.

"You kid, you can't say this because you fancy the old man's kung fu, right? Wen Ziqing agreed too quickly, and Zhao Qingshan felt a little dissatisfied.

"Grandpa Zhao, I don't, I'm not. Wen Ziqing was anxious. Who does Grandpa Zhao think of him? He is willing to swear by his military identity that he really wants to be good to the Yuanyuan girl.

"Hehehe・・・・・ good! good!" Zhao Qingshan was finally satisfied. He knew that his Xiaojiu was a good girl, and Ziqing, this kid had a vision!

"Okay, since you agreed, I'll go to your grandfather's place too. Boy, we're done. Zhao Qingshan rubbed his hands happily, and after turning two circles in the house, he planned to immediately take advantage of the victory to pursue, and directly call his old friend Father Wen to confirm the matter of Yuanyuan and Ziqing.

Zhao Qingshan's wise saying: What should be won should be taken as soon as possible, and changes will occur later.

Qingshan City, Municipal Party Committee Family Hospital.

Daddy Wen had just finished washing up and was about to sit down for breakfast. White porridge with steamed buns, plus a plate of sour and spicy radish strips, is the standard breakfast of the Wen family.

Before Daddy Wen could start, the phone rang.

"Secretary Wen, it's Zhao Jiagou's call. Aunt Liu, the nanny, put down the phone, stood up straight and said to Daddy Wen. The old man on the other end of the phone, that voice was really loud, and he almost didn't startle Aunt Liu just now.

Zhao Jiagou: It can't be that Ziqing had an accident, right? Father Wen put down the chopsticks in his hand and rushed to the telephone with agility that was not suitable for his age.

"Aunt Liu, the next time you call like this, you ask him to wait for ten minutes before calling. Really, I can't even eat breakfast. At the dinner table, Mother Wen said dissatisfied.

Those countrymen really don't know how to know that it's time for breakfast? What kind of phone call is her old man, so she can't have something to toss around, right?