Xia Anlan defined Yue Tingfeng as a smooth-tongued boy who remains to be seen. He said, "It's getting late, so you should go back first."
After being kicked out, Yue Tingfeng didn't feel any awkwardness at all on his face and said directly: "Okay, uncle, I'll come to visit again tomorrow."
Yan Qingsi: "Uncle, I'll see him off."
Xia Anlan saw that Yan Qingsi's face was all over, let me go, let me go, he sighed, but couldn't close the door too tightly, "Go ahead."
Yan Qingsi took Yue Tingfeng's hand and said, "Grandpa, uncle, I'll leave now. See you tomorrow!"
The old man nodded: "Go back."
…
As soon as the two of them went out, the old man hurriedly opened the gifts sent by Yue Tingfeng and Mei Wangshi's calligraphy and painting words. He was itching for a meal and two games of chess.
Xia Anlan said with a cold face: "Dad..."
The old man waved his hand, "Oh, everyone is gone."
He opened the scroll and saw the landscape painting on it, and immediately sighed: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... This kid could actually get the original work of Mei Wangshi. Look at this signature, it was painted last month... "
The old man said with emotion and admiration, "Mei Wangshi's paintings are rare. The most precious thing is that these are his recent paintings. They are even more precious and rare than his earlier paintings."
Xia Anlan glanced at the chess record sent by Yue Tingfeng and was stunned for a moment. This kid could even find this chess record.
The old man said: "An Lan, I think that boy is not bad. It took a lot of effort to find this gift. Although... he is a bit glib, but he is still quite capable. In comparison, he is better than... the Rushuang family. The game needs to improve a lot."
Xia Anlan said coldly: "You just met him for the first time, and you already knew he was good? Dad, this is just a painting, Qingsi is a lifetime of happiness, the son of the You family, ha..."
He didn't say anything about the game, but from his contemptuous tone, you could tell that the game's rating in his heart couldn't be lower.
If Yue Tingfeng can't even compete with the game, then don't say anything.
The old man cleared his throat: "I'm not... No, look again, look again, but after all, he is the grandson of the old Su family, after all... it won't be too bad. The Su family only has one daughter, and that child was born many years ago I have also seen a very innocent little girl, but I didn’t expect that in a blink of an eye, she would become a mother. Hey, you have seen her before.”
Xia Anlan looked at the time: "Dad, do you still want to go to the hospital?"
The old man stood up quickly: "Go, go, I'm going right away... I'm going to talk to your mother. I hope he can wake up tomorrow."
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There were people standing guard outside the Xia family's gate. Yue Tingfeng couldn't even pull Yan Qingsi for a kiss. He held her hand and said reluctantly: "You have to leave just after you see me. Your uncle really wants to keep me here." What’s wrong with this place?”
Yan Qingsi tapped Yue Tingfeng's forehead: "You think so well. I'm extremely gracious to have you come to dinner today. Just be satisfied."
Yue Tingfeng took Yan Qingsi's hand and shook it: "You think it won't be so difficult for us to meet in the future, right?"
Yan Qingsi nodded: "I can't say for sure."
"That won't work. I will come here every day from now on. I want to make occasional visits a daily routine in your home and let them get used to my presence. I don't believe that he can drive me out with a broom when I am here. "