Yan Siyu turned around, her warm-up preparations were in place, and she bent down to tighten her shoelaces.
Manshu's set of boxing skills was very fierce and was coming to an end. The old man clapped his hands and applauded when he saw it.
The two of them ignored Yan Siyu and just responded.
Mr. Yan looked at Manshu with admiration in his eyes.
He could see that Manshu was not a show-off.
When she was boxing, her face shone brightly in the sun.
Mr. Yan was very happy and suggested: "Manshu, why don't we, grandfather and grandson, come and compete today to see who is better, you or me?"
Just as Manshu was about to agree, he was interrupted by Yan Siyu: "No!"
Perhaps her voice was so abrupt that Mr. Yan and Yan Siyu both turned their heads to look at her.
Mr. Yan was even surprised: "Siyu, why haven't you left yet? Don't you usually say you won't participate in activities for the elderly like us?"
Yan Siyu rarely practices martial arts with him in the morning, at most he just goes for a run.
He was also used to the fact that his granddaughter's preferences were different from his own.
After all, the child is a young person and he can understand.
Of course, it would be even better to have someone like Manshu who can completely accompany him in his morning exercises and even survive two moves at critical moments.
"Grandpa, I think it's fun for you and your sister to box. Why don't you let your sister teach me?"
After Yan Siyu finished speaking, he seemed a little worried: "However, I don't know if I can learn a set of boxing techniques with my talent."
She said this purely because she wanted the two of them to comfort her.
"Do you really want to learn?" Manshu raised an eyebrow.
She could tell that Yan Siyu just wanted to attract the old man's attention.
To be precise, she wanted to attract the old man's attention to her.
As for herself, she is not Yan Siyu's target at all, or even her enemy.
"Yes, if I learn it, I can do morning exercises with you in the future."
Manshu looked at her with a smile: "Since my sister wants to learn, let's start with the horse stance."
Horse stance?
Yan Siyu subconsciously wanted to refuse. She was such a beautiful woman, squatting on horseback in the garden early in the morning. It would be as embarrassing as she said.
Especially today, there are so many people coming and going to arrange a marriage recognition banquet.
"Yes, when I learned this boxing technique, I also started from the squatting horse stance." This was not a lie to her by Manshu.
Manshu originally learned from Mr. Xu and practiced the basic skills for two weeks.
The squatting horse stance is just a basic movement, but when Yan Siyu followed it, it looked nondescript.
However, Manshu, the little supervisor, worked very hard and insisted on watching Yan Siyu squat down until she cried.
Yan Siyu was going crazy.
"Sister, can I stop squatting now?" If I don't practice martial arts, won't it be enough?
Yan Siyu really regretted it. She squatted on horseback until her face was red and her head was dizzy. Now she was carried back by Manshu. It can be imagined——
"No." After Manshu refused, Yan Siyu staggered and fell to the ground.
She no longer cares about image skills, her life is more important!
But Mr. Yan was still saying at this moment: "Siyu's posture is still not up to par. Next time, try putting a tea bowl on your head."
Yan Siyu: I'm afraid you guys are joining forces to punish me on purpose!
By the time it was time to have breakfast, Yan Siyu's legs were so sore that she couldn't even lift her hands.
She has been thinking: If she attends the marriage recognition banquet like this, will anyone sympathize with her and be tortured by the Yan family?
However, Yan Siyu's appearance had another interpretation in the eyes of Manshu's friends.