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Chapter eight hundred and seventy-third: No regrets in the end.(2/2)

"Wonderful! So wonderful! This trick looks great!"

There was light in Yimuhua's eyes, probably because she was lamenting the ruthlessness of the years.

The selfishness of time, but after all, now and

Good brother Liu Chuan returns again.

This may not be a new beginning.

"Brother Hua, what's wrong with you?"

Suni craned his neck and looked at the passenger seat

Yimuhua asked with concern.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm happy."

Yimuhua seemed a little choked up.

After that, Yimuhua took a hot bath when she got home, and then

After dinner with my wife and children, I strolled around the backyard of the apartment for a while.

It can be said that Yimuhua has not been with her son for a long time during this period.

We played basketball together.

After my son entered St. Petersburg Primary School, everything was quite normal.

of success.

In the first few days of school, it was still difficult to get along with classmates.

Pretty harmonious.

The smart Yi Qingyu also suppressed him appropriately.

I don’t want to show my talents all at once

After all, this is an implicit virtue.

"I want to challenge you today? Do you think that's okay?"

The three of them walked around the park for almost half an hour,

His son Yi Qingyu suddenly said that he wanted to play a game with him.

"I'm happy to accompany you! Son, when you get there

Don’t you want me to make you cry?”

Yimuhua said with a smile.

You must know that although Yi Qingyu’s IQ is off the charts, his football intelligence

Whether it's good or not, my motor cells are pretty good, too.

But after all, he is only 5 years old,

After all, you are still young.

Chi Muqiang: "Look at you two, father and son. When you talk about playing games,

Just ignored me.

Chi Mu's eyes deliberately showed an angry expression.

"How dare you!"

At this time, Yi Muhua sent Chi Mu to the basketball court in the backyard.

On the seat next to me.

A gray sofa-like seat is placed next to the court.

There is of course a steel canopy above the seat, although

This takes up a lot of space, but after all, it sometimes rains, of course

The court is the latest imported basketball stand.

Inside is a set of lift-type rainproof equipment.

So you can still play ball even on rainy days.

"Okay! I'll watch your game, both of you

No cheating is allowed."

Chi Mu slowly sat on the gray leather sofa,

He half-reclined and picked up the coffee table next to him

A bottle of canned drink, opened the lid and started drinking.

Naturally, Yimuhua will not try her best to compete with her son.

After all, there is still a huge disparity in strength.

For his son Yi Qingyu, his current strength is still

Not top-notch, but getting serious

Yikenyu can compete with professional basketball players

The level is quite high.

Because father and son haven't played together for several months,

So both sides hit the ball at will.

It's not even a formal game.

After several rounds, Yimuhua gave in to her son, but

Height, jumping, strength, speed, and ball control

In terms of shooting, Yi Qingyu’s progress

It's also quite obvious.
Chapter completed!
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