Xia Anlan's definition of Yue Tingfeng is that he is a glib kid, waiting to be seen. He said: "it's late, you should go back first."

After being expelled, Yue Tingfeng didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He said, "OK, uncle, I'll visit you again tomorrow."

Yan Qingsi: "uncle, I'll see him off."

Xia Anlan saw Yan Qingsi all over her face. Let me go. Let me go. He sighed. He couldn't close it too tightly. "Go."

Yan Qingsi took Yue Tingfeng's hand and said, "grandfather, uncle, I'll go first. I'll see you tomorrow."

The old man nodded: "go back."

……

As soon as they went out, the old man went to Kaiyue to listen to the gift from Feng. Mei Wangshi's words about calligraphy and painting made him itch for a meal and two games of chess.

Xia Anlan cold face: "Dad..."

The old man waved his hand. "Oh, everyone's gone."

When he opened the scroll and saw the landscape painting on it, he immediately said with emotion, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it This boy can get the real work of Mei Wangshi. Look, it's the painting of last month... "

The old man said with emotion, "Mei Wangshi's paintings are rare. The most precious thing is that they are his recent paintings, which are more precious than those of his early years."

Xia Anlan glances at Yue's chess score sent by Feng. He is stunned. The boy can even find it.

The old man said: "Anlan, I think the boy is pretty good. It took a lot of effort to find this gift, although It's a bit glib to talk, but people still have some skills. By contrast, it's better than If frost home game, want to grow a lot

Xia Anlan says coldly: "you just see him the first time, know he is good? Dad, it's just a painting. Qingsi is happy all her life. You're the son of the family. Ha... "

He didn't say anything about the game, but from his scornful tone, we can know that the score of the game in his heart has been no lower.

If Yue Tingfeng can't even play games, don't say anything.

The old man cleared his throat: "I'm not No, look again, look again. But it's the grandson of Lao Su's family. After all It won't be too bad. There is only one daughter in the Su family. I saw that child many years ago, especially an innocent little girl. I didn't expect that she would become a mother in the twinkling of an eye. Ah, you've seen it before. "

Xia Anlan looked at the time: "Dad, do you want to go to the hospital?"

The old man got up quickly: "go, go, I'm going I'll talk to your mother and hope he'll wake up tomorrow. "

……

There is someone standing guard outside the gate of Xia's house. Yue Tingfeng wants to take Yan Qingsi and kiss her, but he can't. He holds her hand and says, "I have to go just now. Your uncle really is. What's wrong with staying me here?"

Yan Qingsi ordered Yue Tingfeng's head: "you think of the beauty. It's very kind of you to come to dinner today. You're content."

Yue listened to the wind shaking Yan Qingsi's hand: "you say, we will not meet in the future, are we so difficult?"

Yan Qingsi nodded: "I'm not sure."

"That's no good. I'll come every day in the future. I'll make the occasional visit into your daily life and let them get used to my existence. I don't believe it. When I come, he can drive me out with a broom."

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