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Zhuang Xingzhou didn't believe it.
"Yaya, let's play another round. I'm sure I'll win this one."
"Okay, you can go first this round."
Zhuang Xingzhou had just placed his white piece when Zhuang Zhimeng immediately followed with her black piece.
"Hey! Yaya, you can slow down, there's no need to rush."
"Haha, Dad, you're starting to find problems now, aren't you?"
Zhuang Xingzhou waved his hand.
"The main problem is that I don't have much money with me, so please don't let me win it all. Leave me some."
Zhuang Bingqian looked at his grandson-in-law and suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, Xiao Bai, Ya Ya, are you planning to buy some Beijing specialties to take back with you in a few days?"
Zhuang Zhimeng looked up from the chessboard and answered her grandfather.
"Yes, we'll stay here for a few days, and then go back home for the last two days to do some big shopping with Mom and the others."
"Do you all have all your tickets? Grandpa will get you some."
An Qingbai looked at his grandfather.
"Grandpa, is this convenient?"
Zhuang Bingqian nodded.
“It’s convenient. Just tell Grandpa what kind of tickets you want, and Grandpa will get them for you.”
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled.
"That day I discussed it with my mother, and she planned to buy some soap and scented soap to take back with her."
If you have any extra of either of these tickets, please give us a few.
"Sure, we have both of these types of tickets at home. I'll also give you a few of the other types of tickets."
Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai, a married couple, expressed their gratitude in unison.
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai continued to play chess with their elders.
Zhuang Zhimeng looked at her father.
"Dad, I don't think I'll be able to go to Shanghai for Mingkang and Mingde's wedding."
I'll send you back the gifts I sent them later; you can give them to them when you attend their wedding.
"Okay, if we can't go, we won't go. They'll definitely understand."
Zhuang Xingzhou was saying that he had lost another game.
"How did I lose again? I'll play Gomoku with Xiaobai, and you play Chinese Chess with your grandpa, Yaya."
Zhuang Zhimeng stood up and chuckled to herself.
"You're afraid I'll win all your money, right? Then you'll feel embarrassed to take your money when Aber comes over, right?"
"Haha, that's right, I don't believe Xiao Bai would dare to take my money."
Zhuang Zhimeng showed the two bills to her father.
"That's enough to buy several ice creams."
Zhuang Xingzhou smiled.
"Then you can keep it to buy ice cream."
"Anyway, you can't take it back."