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In order to prevent the old man from saying anything to someone while he is away.

Feng Nai didn't move, just stood there with one hand in his trouser pocket.

Old Man Feng laughed: "What, are you still afraid that I will eat your little friend?" ”

"Of course I'm afraid, after all, grandpa has been eating people and not spitting out bones since he was in business." Feng Nai said casually.

Old Man Feng endured and endured it, so he didn't knock the dragon's head cane on his grandson's body.

Mo Bei did it for him, his hand slapped on Feng Nai's back, and his voice was still weak: "Don't make the old man angry." ”

Feng Nai raised her eyebrows, does someone understand that he is blocking the knife for her?

Why has he been dismantling his platform since he came in?

Old Man Feng's mood is getting better and better.

Especially seeing the teenager blast his grandson to the study.

Old Man Feng was difficult to even play chess, and he didn't deliberately make it difficult.

After all, under his influence, young people are getting better and better at playing chess.

Originally, it was just for the convenience of conversation.

Who knew that it was going down, but Old Man Feng found that the little friend sitting opposite him was unexpectedly good.

"Do you usually play chess at home?" Old Man Feng asked.

Mo Bei ate a car and replied: "I can't stay at home, I always play in the park in the morning." ”

"Slip early?" Old Man Feng chuckled: "You young people call it morning exercise, right?" ”

Mo Bei put the chess pieces away, and his eyebrows remained unchanged: "It's all the same." ”

Old Man Feng didn't know that Mo Bei's usual hobbies were the same as those of old cadres.

When you're at home.

When I get up at seven o'clock every day, I will definitely go to the nearby park and play Tai Chi with the masters who play Tai Chi.

Even playing chess, the masters are not enough, looking for Mo Bei, but the more familiar they are, plus the people who play the game, the way of thinking is already comprehensive, and gradually Mo Bei's chess skills will follow.

Old Man Feng hasn't played against anyone so comfortably for a long time.

His grandson would occasionally come and play a handful or two with him.

For the rest, let the chess be too obvious.

Gradually, Old Man Feng became less boring when he was talking.

Now for this one.

Old Man Feng is really serious.

The steward can see it.

Because they added hot water to the teacup twice, their old chairman was still concentrating, occasionally pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were also on the chessboard, and he didn't talk to Young Master Mo at all.

"How did you come up with the idea of taking this step?" Old Man Feng smiled and tapped the chess game with his finger: "Go here, you will win, silly boy." ”

Mo Bei's voice was light: "My master taught me before, when you meet a respected elder, you have to lose once, and I respect you very much, so if you lose once, make you happy." ”

Old Man Feng paused for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out that he was coaxing me to be happy." ”

"Hmm." Mo Bei's eyes were serious.

Old Man Feng sighed in his heart, forget it, he doesn't care about these two children.

The road ahead, who can say clearly in the future.

"You should also see that I broke up Nael just to talk to you about something."

Old Man Feng put away the chess pieces and stood up with a cane: "Our Feng family is not so unenlightened, as long as you think about it, you will not regret it in the future, even if it is two boys, the Feng family can accept it." Old Man Feng put away the chess pieces and stood up with a cane: "Our Feng family is not so unenlightened, as long as you think about it, you will not regret it in the future, even if it is two boys, the Feng family can accept it." ”