As soon as Yatou and Tongtong heard this, they knew that the person speaking in front of them was grandpa.

The girl said mysteriously: "Tongtong, could it be that stinky grandpa who is teaching his younger brother how to play chess?"

"how could I know?"

As soon as Tongtong finished speaking, she heard their grandfather Xia Weicheng say again: "Jing Ling, you are naughty again. Cars and cannons can only fly. You, a little pawn, can only walk forward step by step. Only when you cross the river can you walk sideways.

How many times has grandpa told you, why can’t you remember..."

"Oh, you two are so stupid. Grandpa's teachings have given you a headache." Xia Weicheng even complained.

"Grandpa, you are stupid, you don't even know how to teach." Jing Ling was not convinced, how could it be their responsibility? It must be grandpa's responsibility!

"That's right!" Chenchen also emphasized, but he didn't admit it.

The more than thirty friends here looked at each other in confusion, and Zhou Nianqing said: "Classmate Xia Jingya, are you playing chess in front of me?"

"Yes, my grandpa is teaching my brother how to play chess. Forget it, let's not disturb them. Otherwise, grandpa will see me and ask me to play chess with him again." The girl shook her head, turned around and headed towards

Ran away in the other direction.

All the friends behind me followed.

Some friends couldn't help but wonder, classmate Xia Jingya and monitor Xia Tong are only so old, how old should their younger brother be?

If they were not even literate, how did the old man teach them?

But they didn't have an answer to this question until someone came over and asked them to go have lunch.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that monitor Xia Tong and her grandfather were teaching blindly.

There are several rooms in the courtyard that have very large internal spaces and look like they are specially used to receive guests.

A total of four tables were set up, and the chairs were the same old-fashioned benches.

When the friends ran over, they saw that the table was already filled with dishes.

Both meat and vegetables are available, as well as diced fruits, and freshly squeezed juices are served in large transparent glasses.

"Wow, what a beautiful meal. It's much prettier than what my parents cooked."

These dishes are indeed delicious and delicious.

Not only does it look beautiful, the presentation is beautiful, but it also tastes great.

Now that Qingyu, Chenchen and Jingling are all grown up, they no longer need a nanny to watch over them all the time.

Jiang Ningning, Ren Ping and Zhu Feng'e all focused on cooking in order to stay and continue working.

In this regard, they worked really hard and even signed up for a chef class to study during their breaks.

Everyone is working hard for their own life.

Luo Xiyun came over with Qingyu, and she said: "We have been playing all morning. Are you tired? You guys should eat quickly."

"Thank you, aunt!"

Another sensible child expressed his gratitude, and the others followed suit. Luo Xiyun smiled, poured juice for the children one by one, and said: "Drink some quickly, and pour more when it's gone."

"Classmates, let's start eating." Tongtong shouted, and the next moment he saw more than thirty children eating together.

The clinking sounds of chopsticks were heard one after another, and some people were shouting that this is delicious and that one is good too.

Some people also said: "This braised pork is good, not greasy at all, and a little sweet."

"Isn't that right? I can't even stop talking when I look at it."

"Eat it whether you like it or not. It's fine if you don't eat it. I've eaten it all."

"Monitor, are these all dishes made by your mother? They are delicious, but the ones made by my mother are terrible."

Luo Xiyun hadn't left yet, so she couldn't help but smile when she heard him talking like this.

On the other side, when Xia Zekai found Chenchen and Jing Ling, the two brothers were still playing chess with their grandfather.

From time to time, Xia Weicheng would say: "Chenchen, you went the wrong way again, like walking in a field. I've told you so many times, why can't you remember it?"

"I am so smart, how could I have a grandson as stupid as you?"

"Hey, Jing Ling, how come your car can still turn around? Isn't this nonsense? If you two keep doing this, I won't play chess with you anymore."

"Huh, if you don't go down, you won't go down!" The two brothers had enough.

"Dad, you are so awesome. Which one of you has beaten whom?" Xia Zekai teased his dad.

Being caught by his son, Xia Weicheng was a little embarrassed. He forced himself to calm down and said calmly: "It's just for fun. If I teach them a few songs, it will be enough for the two little kids to feed them for a lifetime."

"Ahem!" Xia Zekai never expected that his father would not make a draft when he was bragging.

Xia Weicheng was a little embarrassed by his son's troubles and asked him: "We had a good time, why are you here?"

"Dad, if you don't even look at what time it is, I'll tell you to go eat." Xia Zekai said.

Xia Weicheng looked at the time and saw that it was almost twelve o'clock. He seemed to have just realized it and slapped himself with his backhand: "Why does it go by so fast?"

"Dad, you guys won't be playing chess here all morning, right?" Xia Zekai thought of something and felt that this was ridiculous.

But how could brothers Chenchen and Jingling sit still?

Xia Weicheng was even more embarrassed and said: "The two brothers have such talent for playing chess, plus I gave them some tips, who would have thought that the whole morning would pass like this."

Xia Zekai felt bad, but looking at the two brothers staring at the chessboard with wide eyes, he didn't know what to say.
Chapter completed!