Chapter 645

"What are you doing? Have some fruit. "

Ji Qianchen comes out of the kitchen with a plate of cut fruit.

Then I saw my son and Mubei playing chess.

According to the pattern of chess, Mubei is now in a very difficult and disadvantageous position.

The first is Ling Xiaohan and the second is Ling Yichen.

Ling Yichen is also a genius with superior intelligence. It's no surprise that everything, once learned, can be forced into this way by Ling Xiaohan's careful cultivation.

Ji Qianchen put down the fruit, sat beside Ling Xiaohan and picked up a piece of watermelon.

Ling Xiaohan is about to open his mouth.

Ji Qianchen hands the watermelon to Ling Yichen's mouth. "Honey, eat the melon and win your uncle Mubei after eating."

"Mommy, don't win. Uncle Mubei is bullying people."

Ling Yichen is crying and chirping at Ji Qianchen.

It's bad for mubeiqi. It's obvious to all the discerning people. Now he's at a disadvantage. He doesn't bully people.

"It's OK. If he bullies you, I'll let your father bully you back later and help you out." Ji Qianchen comforts Ling Yichen with a smile.

Mubei's heart is dripping blood. How can no one appease him.

"Thank you mommy."

Ling Yichen begins to play chess, which is also a crucial step.

Once this step goes on, Mubei can't find a chance, and his king will be eaten.

Mubei's forehead cried out a little sweat, and his expression was inexplicably tense.

Everyone stared at Ling Yichen and picked up his own black chess. He was a soldier.

Although it's just a small soldier, it can destroy the sky and the earth if you go right.

"Uncle, can you not like my mommy? If you don't like it, Yichen won't take this step."

Ling Yichen's soft little hand, holding a soldier, asked Mu Bei seriously.

It's not so much a question as a threat.

This is such a four-year-old boy. He's going to be refined.

If he doesn't agree, he will lose. In front of Ji Qianchen, he will lose to a four-year-old child. How can he survive.

But if he does, he is obviously threatened by a four-year-old? Does he lose face?

In short, he shouldn't have said to play chess.

His face is out of control today.

Think about it.

Mubei has no choice but to destroy the chess game.

"Ah Sneeze. "

Mubei sneezed a lot.

One hand accidentally touched the chessboard.

Whoa, whoa.

The chess piece fell to the ground.

The whole chessboard is destroyed and cannot be restored.

"Cough, it's a bit cold today. I seem to have a cold." Mubei shrugged and sniffed.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan can't see the trick of Mubei.

Ling Yichen pouted and put the pieces back on the board. "Mommy, uncle is bad."

"What's wrong with me?" Mubei's tough argument.

"My uncle is on purpose. I'm afraid of losing. I'm a coward. I'm sorry..."

Ling Yichen used all the words he could scold.

It's as articulate as Ji Qianchen.

Really worthy of Ji Qianchen's son.

"Thousands, you can't teach your son that."

"I didn't teach him. He was born hereditary, and I couldn't help it." Ji Qianchen smiles and shrugs.

In the garden behind the castle.

Su Wan takes Ling Xiong for a walk in the garden.

Ling Xiong's pace is getting slower and slower, but he just goes a few steps at random and gets out of breath and coughs.

"Cough Cough... "

Seeing the old man coughing like this, Su Wan quickly reached out and patted him on the back.

"Or shall we go back?" Su Wan asked, holding Ling Xiong's hand.

"It's OK. Let's take a seat on the bench over there. I have something to tell you."

Lingxiong stretched out his bony hand and held Su Wan's hand tightly. Step by step, he walked hard to the bench not far away.

The sun is warm.

Chrysanthemums are in full bloom and fragrant in the garden.

Avril once planted a large area of roses here.

Later destroyed by Ling Xiaohan, Su Wan moved in here instead of Avril.

There are all kinds of Camellia here.

Camellia bloom once, the flowering period can last for a month or two, fresh and elegant, just like her.

In addition to tea, but also full of daisies, cornflower, Persian

In autumn, the colorful chrysanthemums here are everywhere.

Lingxiong looks at the delicacy of the garden and is in a complicated mood.

"Wan'er, I'm afraid I can't go for a walk in the sun with you. Cough... "Every time he said a word, Lingxiong had to cough violently once.

For the past three years, the virus in his body has been eroding his body.

They used drugs to control his pain and condition, but they didn't get better.

However, he has been satisfied with the three years.

"How do you say that again? After three years, are you afraid of more three years?"

Su Wan's eyes were full of tears. He didn't want to hear these words from Lingxiong.

"I know my own body. I am very grateful. God gave me three more years. My family lived together for three years, and saw Yichen grow up."

"Old man, look at that flower. It's blooming vigorously. They are like young people like them. They are in the peak of the year. Then look at that flower, which is going to wither. These are us. Life and death are just who goes first, who goes next, who will wither first and who will be broken. After all, we are blooming before them, aren't we?"

Su Wan leaned on Ling Xiong's shoulder and murmured.

Lingxiong's shoulders are very thin, no sense of flesh, and no longer as generous and safe as when he was young.

"Well, you're right, so there's nothing to be sad about. Today is also Chen's birthday. We should be happy. Go back. The luncheon is about to begin."

"OK, come on, slow down. I'll help you up."

Two people bathed in the sun, step by step to help return to the main hall.

The luncheon in the main hall is already on the table.

"Grandpa and grandma, you are back. Please sit down, daddy and mummy." Ling Yichen is like a gust of wind rushing into Ling Xiong and Su Wan.

"Oh, my dear grandson, today you are the birthday star. Would you like to sit down?"

Ling Xiong holds back his discomfort and picks up Ling Yichen with his teeth.

"Grandpa, yechen doesn't want it. Yechen is very good."

"Would you like to sit with Grandpa holding you?"

Ling Xiong takes Ling Yichen to the chair.

All the people who came to Ling Yichen's birthday party took their seats one after another.

In order to take care of Xuanxuan, Ji Qianchen kept Xuanxuan in his arms and fed her.

Next to Ji Cunxi, muying is sitting. Mubei is sitting beside muying and Ji Qianchen.

Ling Xiaohan is still sitting in his usual position.

The family sat down and the luncheon began.

"Sir, sir, and Mrs. Avril, please."

Just as everyone was about to eat, rob came in from outside to report.

Avril's name is like a heavy bomb, breaking the harmony and silence on the table.