Chapter 570

Yang Guo is very sad. He has added a new training content - carving these days. Holding a 1.6-meter-long seedling knife weighing up to 4kg and competing with a small and exquisite piece of wood, this picture is very contrary to what you see.

For the understanding of Miao Dao, Xiong kehu doesn't just regard it as a sharp weapon to attack. Through his own unique understanding and innovation, when Miao Dao plays at will, it can appear and disappear like a dagger, making people defenseless.

In that difficult period of the southern Xinjiang war, their vigorous soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion often had to go deep behind the enemy and beheaded the enemy. Xiong kehu, who insisted on carrying his two knives, finally figured out a new routine.

Long Dao uses the flexibility and cunning of short Dao. If Xiong kehu lives in the old era, he can be regarded as a generation of masters of the founding sect!

Yang Guo has made rapid progress. After all, his strength is his control over muscles and strength. As long as Xiong kehu told him the secret, Yang Guo will soon master it!

Teachers will be happy if students are excellent, but teachers will feel frustrated if students are too excellent. Xiongkehu's mood is very complicated. Seeing that Yang Guo learned so fast, don't mention the depression when you think that you used two years of practice and five years of small achievements to be praised as a genius by your grandfather.

However, just because you play with knives smoothly doesn't mean you can carve well! Yang Guo was joked by his friends that he lacked artistic cells since childhood, not only in music, but also in art.

Crooked melon split jujube, this word is the most suitable to describe Yang Guo's works! He tossed the wood carving for a long time and took gold as the prototype. As a result, it looked like a pig with a big head and thick neck. Gold glanced at it and shook its tail in disdain.

Originally, Xiong kehu was a little upset, but seeing Yang Guo's "work", he laughed, carried his hands, and went back triumphantly.

Every inch has its advantages. From another perspective, Yang Guo's talent in martial arts is nothing to envy!

Yang Guo was going to throw it away, but in the middle of it, he was stopped by Qiqi who came back from playing with Xiaolin's sister from outside.

"Wow," Qiqi shouted as if she had discovered the new world, and then purred a few syllables in her mouth.

"Say what?" Yang Guo found that he didn't understand it, and he asked suspiciously.

"Qiqi said it was good-looking." Xiongxiaolin solemnly acted as a translator for Yang Guo.

This little guy, unconsciously, actually learned so much Miao language! Yang Guo scratched her head, and Qiqi was really better than blue! No, I have to learn Miao language quickly. I can't be compared by the little guy.

"Baba!" Qiqi saw her father turn around to see sister Xiaolin. She became nervous for fear that the "wood carving" would fall into his hands.

Yang Guo recovered. He looked at the ugly "wood carving" in his hand and asked Qiqi, "do you want it?"

"Uh huh!" Qiqi nodded vigorously, then stretched out her hand high, and her big eyes were about to have a pink heart pop out, "piggy is so cute, Qiqi likes it."

Yang Guo's face is black. What pig? This is a dog. Is it a dog?

Yang Guo naturally could not be an accomplice in pointing deer as a horse. He gently corrected, "this is a puppy. It's carved by my father according to the shape of gold. It's too ugly. Next time, my father will carve a beautiful one for you."

"Baba, you cheat!" Qiqi loudly pointed to the wood carving and shouted, "it's obviously a pig!"

"Well, if you say it's a little pig, it's a little pig." Yang Guo had no choice, so he had to say, "this time it's not good-looking. Next time, when dad is proficient, Qiqi's father will engrave whatever he wants for you, okay?"

Generally speaking, many children are easily coaxed by some beautiful things. This is why so many children are attracted by the fairy tales of the candy house, and why so many little girls believe that uncle really takes them to see goldfish.

However, Qiqi is not an ordinary child. She looks at the wood carving in her father's hand and firmly wants it. Immediately, Qiqi burst into tears. In a choking voice, she complained wrongfully, "Qiqi just wants pigs! Why don't you give Qiqi Baba? Does Baba don't like Qiqi?"

According to previous experience, Qiqi would fall on the ground and cry until Yang Guo had no way to give in. However, today's environment is not good. Unlike the city, Miaozhai's feet are either on cement pavement or bright tiles.

Qiqi loves to be clean. She is still wearing her favorite pink dress today. She doesn't want to sit on this dirt filled ground for fear that her little skirt will be stained with dirt.

Yang Guo looked at Qiqi squatting on the ground with a headache, wiping poor tears. He sighed, squatted in front of Qiqi with a wood carving, and said, "OK, Dad, here you are."

In fact, it's not a big deal, but Yang Guoda doesn't like the first wood carving made by his novice very much. It's ugly, and there are many wrong knife marks.

Qiqi burst into tears and laughed.

Of course, the wood carving can't be directly given to Qiqi, because there are many cuts with short but prickly wood thorns. Yang Guo was more careful when taking it, so it was not easy to stab it, but Qiqi didn't understand it very well. Yang Guo was afraid that she would draw her hand and bleed.

After finding a piece of sandpaper, Yang Guo sat on the stairs of the wooden building and carefully polished the wood carving. Qiqi didn't run out to play at this time. She ran back to the room, didn't know where to turn out a plastic bag, carefully padded it on the stairs, and then obediently sat beside her father to watch.

"Why does Qiqi have to want this?" Yang Guo grinned and asked, "in the past, when shopping, there were many more beautiful and cute people who didn't see you want so much."

"Because, because it's made of Baba!" Qiqi stared at her father's actions and answered casually without thinking.

Yang Guo's action stagnated. He turned his head to see Qiqi sitting there devoutly, and his face suddenly burst into a satisfied smile.

Maybe it is! What Dad made himself is the most precious!

However, Yang Guo is still determined to learn this carving well, and then make a really beautiful wood carving by hand for Qiqi!

by the way! Yang Guo's eyes lit up as he rubbed on the wood carving. "In a few days, it's Yujie's birthday!"

I had a headache before. What did I give her! Why don't you give me a wood carving made by yourself?

There is nearly a week left. Yang Guo still has threeorfour days to study when he is on the way to express. that's enough!

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