Chapter 605 He Has Really Grown Up

"Grandpa, what did my aunt say?"

I couldn't wait to ask my grandfather, hoping to get good news.

"Your aunt said no, this year's consolation performances are quite demanding, so all female soldiers' holidays are cancelled."

Old Master Zhou shook his head regretfully. He could no longer see the girl.

He was counting on her to come back and play chess with him!

"well."

With all his hopes dashed, Zhou Zixu wilted like a deflated ball.

He threw himself back onto the sofa and stretched out his long legs, placing them on the coffee table.

"but......"

Mr. Zhou found it funny to see that his grandson looked lovesick, so he teased him on purpose.

"But what?"

When Zhou Zixu heard what his grandfather said, he jumped up as if his feet were equipped with springs and looked at his grandfather excitedly. Could it be that he had just lied to him?

"However, your aunt loves you and sent Sihui to the Iron Blood Group to give a consolation performance. Can you still stay at home with Grandpa on New Year's Eve?"

The old man had a conflicted look in his eyes. He originally wanted Sihui to come back and stay with his little grandson, but now, his grandson might stay in the army.

"I......"

Zhou Zixu looked at his grandfather with complicated eyes. He already had white hair on his head. Doctor Tang said that his disease was terminal and he didn't have much time left.

"I'm at home with grandpa."

After a brief psychological struggle, he made his choice.

He and Sihui have a long time to live together, but Grandpa doesn't have much time left. The years he can spend with him are limited, and he doesn't want to have any regrets.

"Good grandson."

Mr. Zhou's throat moved. Although he no longer felt short of breath recently, he didn't believe that his illness was really cured. Perhaps it was just a last gasp.

Naturally, I hope that my relatives can spend more time with him. If possible, it would be best if the whole family can have the New Year’s Eve dinner together.

His eyes were a little red and he turned his face away not wanting Zixu to see.

Zhou Zixu stood up and walked to his grandfather, pursed his lips, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and held his arm to help him to the sofa.

He chose to pretend that he didn't notice his grandfather's sadness and placed the chess pieces with a smile.

"Jianguo, go make tea for grandpa. I'll play three rounds with him."

His smile was contagious. The sadness in the old man's eyes disappeared and he started to smile too.

"Let me make it clear first, the red chess piece is mine."

He chose the red chess piece as usual, but Zhou Zixu insisted on snatching it from him.

"Grandpa, you are good at chess, let me go first!"

"No, I'm old, you have to let me go first."

"Okay, okay, you go first and I'll go later, okay? Old kid."

Zhou Zixu smiled, just to make his grandfather happy. When he saw the sadness in his eyes disappear, the huge stone in his heart was finally lifted.

Please spend more time with the old man! He is too lonely.

The father and son were so absorbed in playing chess that they didn't even notice when Zhou Zisong came out of Dongsheng's room.

Zhou Zisong was in a bad mood. Every time he came back, Dongsheng asked him for his mother. Where could he find a mother for him?

"Dad, my uncle is going to marry Aunt Sihui, why can't you find a wife?"

His son's words echoed in his ears. His younger brother was about to get married. He had really grown up.

Standing on the second floor, watching Grandpa and Zixu playing chess, the two of them were laughing and arguing over a chess piece, their faces turning red.

But every time Zixu just pretended to argue, and finally gave in to his grandfather.

Because he succeeded, the old man smiled very proudly, and the smile in his eyes was genuine, which was something I could not give him.

"Brother, are you leaving?"

Zhou Zixu felt a gaze on him and looked up and grinned at him.

Zhou Zisong walked downstairs with a cold expression, as if the disrespect shown to him just now had never happened.