After eating and seeing the time is still early, the old man chess addiction up and asked people to set up the chessboard, intending to try this afternoon in the lonely book saw the set, see if you can abuse their eldest grandson.

But he didn't want to open his mouth as soon as Qian Lingyue refused.

Said he had a headache and had to go back to bed early.

But it made the old man so angry that he blew his beard.

"Ungrateful, ungrateful!"

Zhuang Mo Mo knows that he is full of heart in the school sister, the mind is not peaceful where can play chess it.

Solely, she took the initiative to open her mouth and asked the old man if he didn't mind, she could accompany him down for a bit.

The old man took a look at her stomach and was a bit resentful.

Such a pregnant woman, he was embarrassed to force people to stay with their own play ah, but who called them a thousand family sparsely populated, one of the two sons refused to get married, the other son to see his son excellent will take his wife to travel around the world, his old mansion cold and quiet, lonely ah.

"Then let's play a game, right? Foamy if you don't feel well then hurry up and say so, but you mustn't hold on strongly, if you hurt the mountain just to play with me, then the old man I'll be guilty of a great sin."

"I've got the count."

"Tony, then I'll trouble you to communicate with Lian Cheng."

Professional things should be left to the professionals, Zhuang Mo Mo only knows that Xu Liancheng's business trip this time is to do very important things, but does not know that he in the end on that, in addition to the video before going to bed, she almost does not know Xu Liancheng's other contact information.

"Uh-huh."

Tony slightly forehead, also did not linger, then directly go and Xu Liancheng contact, Xu Liancheng this time is a secret trip, in order to not let the people who have the intention to take advantage of the opportunity, so it really is the use of encrypted signals of communication.

Courtyard.

The chess between Zhuang Mo Mo and the old man had also entered a white heat.

A few more steps and it would have been asplit.

The old man was half a son ahead of the game, thanks to the deliberate efforts of Chuang Muoi.

This makes the old man particularly happy! He is afraid of what, he is afraid of the kind of ignorance must give way to their seniors, his age still need to be given way to? He is not the Murong family that stinks of chess.

"Come on, come on, one more game, I can't imagine that little Mrs. Xu is even good at Go, this is something that not many girls are learning nowadays."

Weiqi and those chess military flag is different, not only only test people's brainpower, but also test people's patience, to know the ancient time to play chess long time can play a few days, if not a little patience, would have collapsed.

Moreover, Zhuang Mo Mo's chess path is very much to his liking, not overly aggressive, but also vaguely solemn.

Chess character sees character, this little girl is not a simple one.

"I learned that from my grandmother."

"Your grandmother?"

Elder Qian was slightly stunned, if he remembered correctly, Zhuang Mo Mo seems to be the daughter of a fish seller, if her grandmother is so powerful, she shouldn't only teach her granddaughter and not care about her son ah.

Also, a little bit of culture, usually will not give the son named Fu Gui right, small name is okay, big name this, this family is how much want money ah.

However, Zhuang Mo Mo this aura, and is by no means that grew up without an elite education.

This man is old, and both men and women love to gossip.

The old man's hand rubbed up the Go stones unnaturally.

Zhuang Mo Mo from the old man's hesitation more or less guessed some of his thoughts, Zhuang old lady in her is also a relative, and there is nothing that can not be said.

" I grew up as a child with my grandmother, who was my grandfather's second wife, and my adoptive father already knew what he was doing when he married, so ..."

She didn't need to say the latter words, the old man understood.

It's nothing more than a child left behind by an ex, and it's your fault how you manage it.

"Then your grandmother must have been very talented when she was young?"

"Yes, according to the past, it should be a noble daughter, but there was an accident in the family, she wandered over there alone and met my grandfather, who saved her, plus my grandmother had a crush on him too so they got together."

"Oh yes, I learned a few foreign languages and musical instruments all from my grandmother, she told me from then on that they were not for me to use to make money, just to develop temperament, and the same goes for chess, when people have a good temperament and a good character, they can succeed in anything they do."

"That's ... Why is it so familiar!" The old man scratched his head in confusion, why did he feel as if he had heard this somewhere before.

"Probably Grandma read it in a book, and you happened to have read that book as well. I've always felt that Grandma didn't belong in that little fishing village of ours; her writing could have been taken out for the Calligraphy Association's competition, especially that hand in clerical and regular script."

"But Grandma said that one should cherish the service, and she quite liked those country days, and if I wasn't pregnant now, she would have gone back to the country again."

A strange warmth surged through his chest, a familiarity that grew hotter and hotter, making the old man sit up a little.

He reached for the book next to him and fanned himself.

Coldly, she asked Zhuang Mo Mo,"Mo Mo, do you have a picture of your grandmother? Can you show me?"

"Eh ..." Zhuangmao (⊙o⊙).

Not only her, but Master Qian's housekeeper next to her also gave a jump.

Is the old man about to begin his beautiful second life?

But isn't it the old Mrs. Murong next door that's on his mind? He even ran to deliver durians to her yesterday.

Thousand Two, Thousand Three, observing from the shadows: Heh, man, big piggy.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just have a feeling that your chess style is particularly similar to someone I'm familiar with."

"I wonder what kind of person that person is to you?" Zhuang Mo Mo had actually heard Grandma Zhuang unintentionally mention that she too had a family, but she had just gotten separated, plus her sister-in-law didn't like her and she didn't want to be at home.

"It's my sister."

"I have a younger sister, but I got separated when I was a child, and there was an incident within our Chien family at that time, and although I did send people to look for her, I couldn't find her."

"But this is far from Pearl Village." It was literally the easternmost and westernmost part of their country.

"Yes, but our family is in the waterway business ah, and as you said, there is a fishing village in your area."

When people get old, they get extra homesick and miss their loved ones.

Zhuang Mo Mo originally did not think so much, see the old man insisted, it is not good to brush him off, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and flipped out the photo with Grandma Zhuang.

Just a glance!

The old man then called out.

"Wanjun! My Yuanjun!"

He was so excited that he threw away his crutches and bounced in place holding his cell phone, scaring the servants who rushed over to assist him.

"Master, slow down, don't fall."

Zhuang Mo Mo also wanted to help him, but because of her stomach, she could only take a few steps back and advise the old man from the side.

When the old man had calmed down.

Only then did she speak slowly, "But Grandpa Qian, my grandmother's name isn't Wanjun."

"And what's her name?" The old man was not pleased.

Shomo spat out a name.

She thought the old man might calm down a little after she finished and send someone to investigate.

But I didn't want to , after she finished the name, the old man was even more excited.

Ignoring the board, I stepped on my slippers and ran.

"Book the tickets! Hurry up and book the tickets!"

"Nope, I've got my own plane! Tell them to hurry up and get ready! I'm going to fetch Missy back!"

The old man spoke the wind and scared the crowd of the Thousand Family.

Outside the door, Qian Lingyue couldn't care less about brushing Tang Xiao Xiao's goodwill, and rushed in with big strides, hearing that the old man suspected that Zhuang MoMo's grandmother was his own sister, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

This.

That's quite a coincidence.

"Grandpa, even if you're in a hurry, you still have to make an appointment with someone first, don't you? It's so late, if you just rush up like this, people won't take you for a psychopath."

"I'm her brother! How dare she!"

The old man was not happy that his oldest grandson was so obnoxious that he prevented him from going to reunite with his sister.

"Meh."

Qian Lingyue wasn't afraid of his grandfather's ferocious copper bell eyes anymore, and directly said, "But if I remember correctly, you said that Auntie was pissed off by your first wife, and that it was because of you, so are you sure she still wants to recognize you?"

"I think so, grandma doesn't have amnesia and has private money in her hands, there must be a reason why she doesn't want to come back." Zhuang Mo Mo also followed and agreed.

Although the DNA has not been tested yet, but looking at the old man's attitude, nine times out of ten, the two people may really be brother and sister.

However, Zhuang Mo Mo did not want the old man's recognition to go so smoothly.

Not for anything else, just for Qian Lingyue once deliberately interfered between her and Xu Liancheng, they say that the father's debt is returned by the son, the grandson owed, the grandfather to repay it seems to be no problem ah!

And.

She also intended to take the heat for her own grandmother, she vaguely remembered that the old lady had once wanted to go home, and had written quite a few letters to her family, but the replies were all particularly unpleasant, simply not giving any face.

Those letters are still locked in the small tin box on the beams of their old house, and are also the affection that Grandma Zhuang can't let go of but can't help it.

The grandson's obstruction, Zhuang Mo Mo's serious words, let the old man gradually calm down, he end of the photo to look at and look at, only to feel helpless and heartbroken, when he was a child, he and his sister's relationship was so good, how come now want to see each other, it is so troublesome.

In fact, he also knew that just barging through would probably make his sister even angrier, especially since that sister of his also had an extremely rigid personality.

But if he didn't go, he felt uncomfortable, like there were countless hands clawing at his body all over.

Thinking and thinking, his expectant eyes drifted over Zhuang Mo Mo and Qian Ling Yu from time to time.

Zhuang Mo Mo sends a tweet to Grandma Zhuang while calming the old man.

"How about this, you take an early rest today, I've already sent a message to Grandma, if she agrees, I'll send someone to pick her up?"

Although it is said that they don't want to toss the old people who are older, but obviously, putting Grandpa Qian out to kill more, the most important thing is that Zhuang Mo Mo doesn't want her scum father to use Grandma Zhuang to gain profits anymore, they have gotten enough, it's time to, give back those things that were never theirs in the first place.

"Then ... Okay then."

"But you have to send me more pictures!"

Old boy, old boy, talking about the likes of Master Chien.