Chapter 268

In the afternoon, grandpa and grandpa picked her up and left the hospital together. Grandpa completed the discharge procedures for her and returned to Wen's house. She lived in Mo's house with grandpa.

As soon as they got back to Mo's house, Mother He and Mother Jiang surrounded her and looked her up and down: "Miss, are you okay! Does the wound still hurt, and is your head still dizzy?"

"Mother He, Mother Jiang, I'm really fine!" Wen Xinya felt warm in her heart. If she returned to Wen's house today, she would probably face grandma's sarcastic remarks!

Mother He said worriedly: "After bleeding so much, your body will definitely be weak. After a while, Mother Jiang and I will cook black-bone chicken, red dates and wolfberry soup for you. You can drink more to nourish Qi and blood."

Jiang Ma agreed: "I still need to eat something to nourish the brain, how about stewing a pig's brain walnut soup."

The two hit it off immediately, and immediately ran into the kitchen in a hurry.

Wen Xinya came to the living room involuntarily. Grandpa was sitting by the window playing Go. The afternoon sun penetrated through the window lattice and shone obliquely on Grandpa's body, making his white hair even more dazzling. She suddenly Noticing that the white hair on her grandfather's head had grown a lot, her nose became sore for no reason, and her eye sockets were quickly stained with moisture and became moist.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come and play a few games of chess with grandpa." As if feeling her gaze, Mr. Mo raised his eyes and said to her.

It was only then that Wen Xinya realized that now that she has entered a higher school, although she would come to Mo's house to study every day after school, but because of the shortened study time, she hadn't played chess with her grandfather for a long time, so she hurried over and said, "Grandpa, you want I play five moves!"

Mr. Mo shook his head: "I have learned chess for so long, and you still need others to make moves. Your chess skills are not bad for self-entertainment. You should not show them to others, so as not to make jokes."

Wen Xinya pouted and said in disbelief: "Grandpa, you are a master of Go, how long have I only learned Go! How can I compare with you, it is not enough for you to let me go five moves, if I play with others, I can do it without letting go win."

Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "I've only learned chess for a few days, and I'm starting to talk big. Let Si Jiu play two games with you tomorrow to sharpen your spirit."

Wen Xinya choked up all of a sudden, that pervert Si Yiyan can play chess with grandpa with ease, let him play chess with her, isn't she looking for death, looking for abuse?

Seeing that she was so rare, a smile flickered in Master Mo's eyes: "You go first with black chess, and I will let you take five moves. Let's see if your chess skills have improved during this time."

Wen Xinya, as if she was afraid of her grandfather's repentance, quickly took the chess and dropped it on the board.

In this way, you come and go, and after about dozens of moves, Wen Xinya's chess moves slowed down, and often it took a while to think about each move before she made a move.

However, Mr. Mo still dealt with it easily, but he was surprised by Xinya's progress in his heart. She has formed her own style of chess, flexible and treacherous, false and true, making dangerous moves with surprises.

Slowly, some warm and elegant little movements were forced out, touching the long earrings on the ears from time to time, and from time to time, before playing the chess, secretly observing grandpa's expression.

The smile in Mr. Mo's eyes deepened a lot, and he deliberately lowered his head to hold the teacup in his hand: "You haven't been lazy during this time, and your chess skills have improved a lot."

"Famous teachers make great apprentices, it's all taught by grandpa!" Wen Xinya was praised, her eyes sparkled, and the smile on her lips became more and more sweet.

"Are you praising me, or praising yourself?" Mr. Mo Gong's eyes fell on a corner of the chessboard. Sure enough, a pawn was missing there. Every chess game is well known, and the layout of each chess can affect the overall situation, so how can you not know that there are missing chess.

Wen Xinya didn't know that she had been spotted by her grandpa, and she placed a chess piece in a corner of the chessboard, and the situation was suddenly reversed. She smiled even more brightly: "Of course I'm praising myself while I'm praising grandpa."

After Mr. Mo had done something bad, his granddaughter's flickering, extraordinarily bright eyes put a white chess piece on the position where one chess piece was missing.

Wen Xinya's eyes widened immediately, looking at the defeated black chess on the chessboard, she didn't understand, Grandpa had already seen through her little moves before, and kept it secret on purpose, but actually deliberately invited you into the urn, puffing his cheeks and said: " Grandpa, you are cheating, you deliberately lured me into the bait."

At such an advanced age, Mr. Mo's expression remained the same when she called him cheating: "You steal chess, so you're cheating?"

Wen Xinya was at a loss for words.

Mr. Mo said casually: "Besides, soldiers never tire of cheating, I'm not cheating!"

Wen Xinya puffed his cheeks and said, "Grandpa, you are really treacherous. Even if you don't use tricks, I can't beat you."

Mr. Mo looked at her seriously and said: "Without tricks, you can lose so convincingly. It's already a dead game. You want to struggle to the death, and don't give up if you don't hit the south wall. Such a character is not good!"

Wen Xinya lowered her head and remained silent for a while. In her last life, it was not because of her character that she ended up in such a state.

Mr. Mo said earnestly and earnestly: "Winning or losing for a while is nothing. Who can have the last laugh is the key. The Han Dynasty and the Chu Han fought, and Xiang overthrew the tyranny of the Qin Dynasty with his own strength. Compared with Xiang, Liu is not as good as him in soldiers, he is not as good as him, his character is not as good as him, and he even has despicable and shameless character defects, but so what, he has the last laugh."

Grandpa's words, every word sonorous and every sentence, gave Wen Xinya a shocking feeling: "Grandpa, I know."

Seeing that she had really listened to it, Mr. Mo couldn't help but be relieved and said, "It's good to know!"

Wen Xinya looked at Grandpa, and laughed out loud: "Grandpa, why don't I dye your hair for you! I read the hair dye formula of traditional Chinese medicine from Grandpa Du's medical book. Using Polygonum multiflorum can not only maintain hair, but also play a role in black hair. It works."

Mr. Mo frowned and said, "It's okay to dye your hair."

Wen Xinya shook Mr. Mo's arm and said, "It's good to dye your hair, so that grandpa will look younger and more energetic."

Mr. Mo's brows were so frowned that he was about to pinch a fly to death: "White and pale is a natural phenomenon in this world, why do you need to cover it up?"

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, promise me!" Wen Xin Ya Ni kept acting like a baby beside grandpa.

But Uncle Zhang outside couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing. Sure enough, one thing is one thing. The old man has always been authoritative, and no one dares to defy him at will. Now the young lady can be regarded as his nemesis.