Li anqing felt his chin and looked at it with relish. Then he turned to his daughter and said, "ah Hai is sure to know kung fu."


    Li Qinghe nodded.


    Li Qinghe also feels that ah Hai is not a simple person and should have a good family background.


    She didn''t believe that ah Hai had lost his memory. She has seen a Hai''s palm. It has a cocoon, but it''s definitely not a cocoon from agricultural work. Looking at ah Hai''s posture of chopping firewood, Li Qinghe guessed that it was the cocoon of ah Hai''s martial arts training. At ordinary times, it should be expensive to raise respect, and you can''t do anything. But the good thing is that he''s very smart, and he can learn as soon as he learns.


    From the corner of Li Anqing''s eye, Yu Guang looks at his daughter''s satisfied eyes and shakes. Isn''t it? Does the daughter really like this man?


    Ah Hai has finished chopping firewood. He looks at Li Qinghe with a smile. Li Qinghe also smiles. He hands a towel to ah hai to wipe sweat. The smile on ah Hai''s face widens.


    Li anqing looked at ah Hai, sprayed air-conditioning from his nose, and turned to leave.


    Ah Hai looked at Li Anqing''s back, then turned to look at Li Qinghe, with an embarrassed smile.


    Li Qinghe waved his hand to show that he didn''t care about his father. Then he pointed to the chessboard on the stone table under the grape trellis and motioned to play chess together.


    Ah Hai wanted to say that he would not.


    Li Qinghe turned his eyes, pointed to his chest, pointed to his brain, and squatted on the ground to write with a branch: "I don''t mind if you pretend, can''t you play chess with me?"


    Ah Hai stares at Li Qinghe standing up, and his eyes are shocked. Does Li Qinghe know that he pretends to be amnesia? Well, why not expose him?


    Li Qinghe pointed to the chessboard and urged him. She guessed that ah Hai''s family background is not simple, playing chess should be no problem, certainly not like father and mother. Mother can''t do it at all, father can only do it a little. After Tianmiao left, no one played chess with her. It was very lonely.


    Ah Hai wanted to be perfunctory, but when he started playing chess, his eyes were bigger than just now.


    Li Qinghe killed him!


    After the next one, Li Qinghe stood up and looked down at ah Hai, who had never recovered. His eyes were full of disdain. Li Qinghe turned to leave. Ah Hai held her: "come again! Come again! I underestimated the enemy just now. Really, one more. "


    Ah Hai sorted out his thoughts. It was too perfunctory just now. This one must be more serious. In fact, ah Hai is very clear, even if he is perfunctory, his chess skills are not ordinary people can compete. But Li Qinghe killed him just now.


    Soon, the second one is over.


    Li Qinghe stood up again with the same disdain in his eyes. This time, he resolutely turned around and left.


    Ah Hai sat on the stone bench and looked at the pieces on the chessboard. He couldn''t accept what happened just now. He tried his best, but he was killed.


    It''s impossible!


    How is that possible?!


    He learned from master sijue.


    Master sijue, Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting are the first in Beijing!


    In the capital, apart from his master, he was not afraid of anyone, let alone lost so miserably.


    "Qinghe, one more, one more." After ah Hai recovered, he stood up to catch up with Li Qinghe and begged for another one.


    Li Qinghe glanced at ah Hai, ignored him and went back to the library. It''s time to practice calligraphy. Even if the sky is not there, she still insists on practicing calligraphy and piano every day.


    So one day, when ah Hai heard the beautiful sound of the piano and followed the sound, he saw that Li Qinghe was playing the piano. He was shocked.


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