In the afternoon, her grandfather and her maternal grandfather picked her up from the hospital. Her grandfather completed the discharge procedures for her and returned to the Wen family. She moved into the Mo family with her maternal grandfather.
As soon as she returned to the Mo family, Mother He and Mother Jiang surrounded her and looked her up and down: "Young Miss, are you okay? Does your wound still hurt? Are you still dizzy?"
"Auntie He, Auntie Jiang, I'm really fine!" Wen Xinya felt warm in her heart. If she returned to the Wen family today, she would probably face her grandmother's cold words!
Mother He was worried and said, "You've lost so much blood, your body must be weak. Mother Jiang and I will stew a black chicken, red dates and wolfberry soup for you later. Drink more to replenish your qi and blood."
Jiang Ma agreed, "We need to eat something to nourish our brains. Why not make some pig brain and walnut soup?"
The two of them hit it off immediately and rushed to the kitchen.
Wen Xinya couldn't help but come to the living room with a mixture of laughter and tears. Grandpa was sitting by the window playing Go. The afternoon sun penetrated the window lattice and shone obliquely on grandpa's body, making his white hair look even whiter and more dazzling. She suddenly found that there were many more white hairs on grandpa's head. Her nose became sore for no reason, and her eyes quickly became moist.
"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come and play a few games of chess with grandpa." As if sensing her gaze, Mr. Mo looked up at her and said.
Wen Xinya then realized that now that she had entered a higher school, although she would come to the Mo family to study after school every day, she had not played chess with her grandfather for a long time because of the shortened study time. She hurried over and said, "Grandpa, you want me to play five moves!"
Old Master Mo shook his head: "You have learned chess for such a long time, and yet you still want others to give you a move. Your chess skills are fine for your own amusement, but you'd better not show them to others, or you will just make a fool of yourself."
Wen Xinya pouted and said, "Grandpa, you are a Go master. How long have I only learned Go? How can I compare with you? It's already a small number for you to let me move five moves. If I play with others, I can win even if I don't give up the game."
Old Master Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "You've only learned chess for a few days, and you're already bragging. Let Si Jiu play two games with you tomorrow to temper your spirit."
Wen Xinya was choked up all of a sudden. That pervert Si Yiyan could play chess with her grandfather with ease. By asking him to play chess with her, wasn't she courting death and looking for trouble
Seeing that she was rarely defeated, Master Mo smiled and said, "You play black first. I'll let you play five moves. Let's see if your chess skills have improved during this period."
Wen Xinya seemed to be afraid that her grandfather would go back on his word, so she quickly picked up the chess piece and put it on the chessboard.
After going back and forth like this for about dozens of moves, Wen Xinya's chess moves slowed down, and she often had to think for a while before making each move.
However, Mr. Mo still handled it with ease, but in his heart he was surprised at Xinya's progress. She had formed her own style of chess, which was flexible and cunning, with a mix of real and fake moves, risky tactics and unexpected moves.
Gradually, Wen Xinya began to make some small movements. She would touch the long earrings on her ears from time to time, and secretly observe her grandfather's expression before playing chess.
The smile in Mr. Mo's eyes deepened a lot, and he deliberately lowered his head to pick up the teacup at hand: "You haven't been lazy during this period, and your chess skills have improved a lot."
"A good teacher produces good students. It's all because of grandpa's good teaching!" Wen Xinya was praised, her eyes sparkled, and the smile on her lips became sweeter.
"Are you praising me or yourself?" Old Master Mo's eyes fell on a corner of the chessboard. Sure enough, there was a chess piece missing there. She thought she had done it without anyone noticing, but she didn't know that the chess player knew every chess piece he played very well. The layout of each chess piece could affect the overall situation, so how could he not know that a chess piece was missing.
Wen Xinya didn't know that her grandfather had seen through her plan. She placed a chess piece on a corner of the chessboard, and the situation was reversed. She smiled even more happily: "Of course I was praising myself while praising my grandfather."
Grandpa Mo looked at his granddaughter's eyes, which flickered and seemed particularly bright after she did something bad, and placed a white chess piece on the position where a chess piece was missing before.
Wen Xinya's eyes widened immediately, looking at the black chess pieces on the chessboard that were defeated like a mountain. She knew that her grandfather had already seen through her tricks and kept them secret. In fact, he was deliberately luring her into a trap. She puffed her cheeks and said, "Grandpa, you are cheating. You are deliberately luring me into the trap."
Mr. Mo is so old, but when she was accused of cheating, his expression remained calm: "You stealing chess pieces is not cheating?"
Wen Xinya was speechless for a moment.
Mr. Mo said nonchalantly: "Besides, all is fair in war, I am not cheating!"
Wen Xinya puffed up her cheeks and said, "Grandpa, you are so cunning. Even if you don't use any tricks, I can't beat you."
Mr. Mo looked at her seriously and said, "You can lose so sincerely without any tricks. It's already a dead end. But you insist on making a desperate struggle and won't give up until you hit the wall. This kind of character is not good!"
Wen Xinya lowered her head and remained silent for a while. In her previous life, it was because of her character that she ended up in such a situation.
Mr. Mo said earnestly, "Winning or losing temporarily is nothing. Who has the last laugh is the key. During the Han Dynasty, the Chu and Han were fighting each other. Xiang overthrew the tyranny of the Qin Dynasty with his own strength, but it was Liu who reaped the benefits. Compared with Xiang, Liu was not as good as Xiang in terms of soldiers, talents, and character. He even had a despicable and shameless character flaw, but so what? He had the last laugh."
Grandpa's words were sonorous and penetrating, making Wen Xinya feel as if she had heard something that was shocking: "Grandpa, I understand."
Seeing that she really listened to him, Mr. Mo couldn't help but said with relief: "That's good to know!"
Wen Xinya looked at her grandfather and laughed out loud: "Grandpa, why don't I help you dye your hair! I saw a Chinese medicine hair dyeing formula in Grandpa Du's medical book. Using Polygonum multiflorum can not only maintain hair, but also play a role in blackening hair."
Mr. Mo frowned and said, "Why dye your hair if there's nothing to do?"
Wen Xinya shook Grandpa Mo's arm and said, "It's good to dye your hair. This way, grandpa will look younger and more energetic."
Mr. Mo's brows were furrowed so tightly that they looked like they were about to pinch a fly to death: "Graying and aging are natural phenomena in this world. Why should we hide it?"
"Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, please promise me!" Wen Xinyani kept acting coquettishly beside her grandpa.
But Uncle Zhang outside couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. It was true that there was always someone stronger than him. The old man had always been authoritative and no one dared to disobey him. Now the young lady could be considered his nemesis.