She amazed the world after the divorce

Gu Aoting was shocked!

He held Fanfan in front of Zhou Zhou and said to him, "Zhou Zhou, what's wrong with your little head? How do you know so much? The Eight Swords of King Yue and the famous teacher Ou Yezi, even someone as knowledgeable as me don't know them."

Zhou Zhou glanced at him with his big eyes, "Past life..."

Before he could utter the word "memory", Gu Jinyao interrupted him, "Yes, this sword was discovered in the last century."

This is a reminder for Zhou Zhou not to talk too much.

Gu Aoting loves to show off his grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He will brag about it everywhere until the whole world knows about it.

Besides, there are too many guests coming today, and there are many eyes and ears. It is possible that someone will be lax and the rumor will spread further and further.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it; if the walking is higher than the human, the people will not.

What's more, his memories of his previous life came from Guo Xu, a drug enforcement officer who died in the line of duty and had a sensitive identity.

Zhou Zhou shrugged his shoulders at Gu Jinyao. He hated this mouth and his out-of-control brain.

Gu Aoting felt that he was isolated.

The smile on his face froze, he lowered his eyelids, walked behind the crowd with Fanfan in his arms, found a place to sit down, and said no more.

Gu Xianyun explained to the relatives who came to attend the birthday party: "My family runs an auction business. I often take Zhou Zhou to the auction house to look at antiques and tell him about antiques. Zhou Zhou knows a little bit about me. Children have good memories, so it's not surprising that he learned a few sentences by parroting."

Everyone still praised it.

I've seen smart people, but I've never seen anyone as smart as this one.

Qing Hui, who was standing behind Su Xingyan, whispered to Yu Yu, "Yu, give birth."

Yu Yu raised his eyelids and rolled his eyes at him. "No shrimp can give birth to a child as smart as Zhou Zhou. Don't you see what kind of person you are? It's like a donkey wishing to give birth to a dragon. What a wish."

Qing Hui said in a firm voice: "I'm not bad."

Yu Yu smiled, "Yes, you are not bad when it comes to arrogance."

Zhou Zhou has sharp ears and heard it.

Qing Hui is Dugu Cheng’s eldest disciple, so his skills must be not much worse than his.

He held the sword in one hand and used the other hand to climb down from the table.

Gu Jinyao stepped forward and carried him down.

Zhou Zhou hugged his neck and said in a soft baby voice, "Grandpa, go find Qing Hui."

"it is good."

Gu Jinyao held Zhou Zhou and walked in front of Qing Hui.

Zhou Zhou raised the sword in his hand, handed it to him, and said seriously: "Uncle Qinghui, this is one of Gou Jian's eight swords, Jingwei. Use it to paddle the sea, and the whales will be scared and swim to the deep sea. I give it to you. Can you teach me kung fu?"

Hearing this, Mo He, who was standing in the crowd, darkened his eyes.

This kid has no moral principles.

We agreed to become his disciple and not to take anyone else as your master.

The apprenticeship ceremony has not yet been held, and he wants to take Qinghui as his master.

Qing Hui had a blank expression on his face, but he was surprised inside!

Zhou Zhou is the love of his dreams, and he didn't expect that she would favor him so much.

He took the sword and said solemnly, "I will teach you tomorrow."

Yu Yu snatched the sword and returned it to Zhou Zhou, "You should teach me a lesson. Why did you take the sword? Whose child is Zhou Zhou? Don't you have any sense?"

Qing Hui said nothing and let her scold him. After all, she was his wife and it was not shameful to be scolded by her.

The Zhou-Zhua ceremony is over.

The group went to the hotel for dinner.

Zhou Zhou wants to get on the bus that Qing Hui is taking.

Gu Jinyao followed him.

When I was about to close the car door, a dark figure rushed up.

It’s Mo He.

But the car was full of people.

Shen Ke was driving, Qing Hui was sitting on the passenger seat, Gu Jinyao was holding Zhou Zhou, and they were sitting in the back seat with Su Xingyan and Yu Yu.

Mo He said: "I'll go to the roof."

He jumped lightly onto the roof of the car and sat cross-legged.

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry.

Mo He hasn't been this angry for many years, and now it's started again.

Lu Enqi waved to Mo He in another car, "Brother He He, the roof is dangerous, come and sit here. Zhou Zhou just wants to learn Kung Fu from Brother Qing Hui, he didn't say he wanted to be his master, you don't have to be nervous."

Mo He was silent for a minute, jumped out of the car and went to find her.

Zhou Zhou looked at his light and swift figure through the window and said to Gu Jinyao, "Grandpa, my master is a simple and lovely person, but he is also very stubborn."

Gu Jinyao said: "Yes, only people with this kind of personality can reach the pinnacle in a certain field, that is, martial arts fanatics."

This time, Zhou Zhou rarely responded.

He wanted to learn from everyone and master their skills so that he could take revenge.

Only by avenging Guo Xu can the consciousness of the previous life in the body be calmed down.

Otherwise, the two people's memories would be intertwined, causing him to become mentally confused.

Not long after the old lady passed away, Zhou Zhou and Fan Fan’s first birthday party was not a big one. They only invited some important relatives and local important politicians and celebrities.

Even so, the crowd still surrounded Zhou Zhou and Fan Fan tightly.

The two children look almost exactly the same, handsome, cute and smart.

Who does not like?

This time Zhou Zhou kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word, for fear that his mouth would not be controlled by his brain and he would say something surprising again.

Fanfan, on the other hand, waved his chubby hands cheerfully and greeted everyone enthusiastically: "You do it, do it, you guys do it..."

He couldn’t pronounce the word “好” clearly, so he said “搞” instead.

It has a cute appearance and is very appealing.

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning.

Gu Jinyao sent Zhou Zhou to Su Xingyan's house.

Zhou Zhou waved her hands at Gu Jinyao, "Grandpa, you go to the company. I want to learn Kung Fu from Uncle Qinghui."

Gu Jinyao felt very reluctant to part suddenly.

In the past few months, he and Zhou Zhou lived and ate together, and even took Zhou Zhou with him when he went to the company for meetings and went out to discuss business.

Zhou Zhou hugged him with his little arms and kissed him on the face, "Grandpa, don't be sad. Come pick me up when you're done. Uncle Qinghui and Aunt are here, don't worry."

Gu Jinyao held him in his arms for a long time before letting him go.

He touched Zhou Zhou's little head, and repeatedly instructed the servants of Shen Ke's family how to prepare milk powder for Zhou Zhou and what kind of complementary food to feed him before leaving.

Qing Hui took out an instrument from his pocket that looked like a flute but wasn’t a flute, and like a flute but wasn’t a flute, and handed it to Zhou Zhou.

This instrument is much smaller than the one he usually uses.

He carved it overnight using top-quality sandalwood to fit Zhou Zhou's small mouth.

Qing Hui looked at Su Xingyan and said, "Don't move. Let's go to the roof."

Su Xingyan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll read for a while, you guys go study."

Qing Hui looked at the servant again, "Keep an eye on her, and call her if anything happens."

The servant hurriedly agreed.

Qing Hui picked up Zhou Zhou, walked to the window, opened the window, and went out.

He held Zhou Zhou in one hand and climbed up the wall with the other hand, and soon reached the top of the building.

Qing Hui took out the instrument from his pocket, put it to his lips and started playing.

In an instant, swarms of snakes, centipedes, scorpions, etc. swarmed in from all directions and gathered at Qing Hui's feet.

Some snakes crawled onto Zhou Zhou's shoes.

But Zhou Zhou was not afraid at all.

He imitated Qing Hui, put the small instrument to his lips and started to play it, then closed his eyes, listened attentively to his tune and imitated his rhythm.

After learning it twice, the tune was almost exactly the same as Qing Hui's.

Qing Hui took the instrument away from his lips and praised it, which was rare: "Better than Yu Cheng."