As we were talking, someone from the cafeteria came to inform us that the meal was ready.

When the group arrived, the food was already on the table.

Su Ziyu directly pulled his young wife to sit next to him.

Before he even unscrewed the lid of the wine bottle, Su Ziyu served his young wife a bowl of soup.

Old Man Gong pulled the corner of his mouth with some disgust.

As soon as a grown man sat down at the table, he was busy serving soup to his wife...

What kind of talk is this?! What kind of situation is this?!

As soon as the wine glasses on the table were filled, Mr. Shen picked up the chicken leg on the table and put it into Shen Zhihuan's bowl.

Old man Gong’s eyebrows moved slightly.

They haven't even started eating yet...

Old man Shen picked up food for a younger person first? !

Is there any rule here? The Shen family's tutor...

It's really worrying.

Old man Gong was feeling unhappy.

The chicken wings and chicken feet were put into the bowl in front of Shen Zhihuan.

The chicken wings were picked by Mr. Chu.

The chicken feet were picked by Grandpa Yu.

Old Man Gong: “…”

What kind of magic potion did this little girl feed these old men?

One by one...

It's such a mess!

During the meal, Shen Zhihuan hardly ever picked up her chopsticks; it was Su Ziyu who picked up food for her.

Even the unfinished food in Shen Zhihuan's bowl went into Su Ziyu's stomach.

Seeing Su Ziyu eating the leftovers from Shen Zhihuan's bowl, Old Man Gong felt a little embarrassed.

An old man eating his wife's leftovers...

What a promising future! ! ? After eating this meal, Old Man Gong began to doubt his life.

Even when he played chess later, he was still a little absent-minded.

Before he could figure out Shen Zhihuan's chess strategy, he had already been defeated.

Old Man Gong was so angry that he pushed the chess piece away.

"This round doesn't count. I was distracted just now."

Mr. Shen, Mr. Chu and Mr. Yu, who were standing nearby and watching, curled their lips at the same time.

I’ve seen many children playing tricks, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone so old still playing tricks.

Shen Zhihuan knew he would do this, so he didn't argue with him any further.

Second game.

As soon as Old Man Gong found his feet, he chose to attack quickly.

The familiar offensive and chess moves made Shen Zhihuan laugh.

This is using her chess moves against her.

When he attacked, Shen Zhihuan played it safe, holding his position first, then waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to Old Man Gong.

Old man Gong was caught off guard and was so angry that he was about to lose his mind.

Seeing the contempt on the faces of Mr. Shen, Mr. Chu, and Mr. Yu, Mr. Gong slammed the table beside him in anger.

"Why are you standing so close to see a chess game? You're blocking my light, do you know that?!"

Mr. Shen: “…”

With this chess skill, he can't even beat his granddaughter, and he still has the nerve to call him a bad chess player?! Old Master Chu: "..."

Are you going to lose face?! Old Master Yu: "..."

I've known him for decades, but I didn't know he was so shameless.

The three old men stepped back together.

I want to see what excuses he can come up with.

Shen Zhihuan said nothing.

I should have known that ten boxes of good wine wouldn't be so easy to get.

"You guys stand further away too." Old Man Gong directed his attack at Su Ziyu and Yu Jingyan who were standing behind Shen Zhihuan.

The two looked at each other, said nothing, and quickly retreated.

This time.

Within three meters of the chessboard, there was not a single sparrow except the two people playing chess.

In this game, Old Man Gong started to play steadily again.

Take one step forward, look two steps ahead, and think three steps ahead.

Seeing his preparedness, Shen Zhihuan immediately chose to attack fiercely.

The unstoppable offensive defeated Old Man Gong's army.

It didn't take long for the defeat to become apparent.

Old Man Gong hung his head, staring at the remaining chess piece.

He looked hopeless.

Shen Zhihuan stood up and clapped his hands, "Don't forget to send the wine to my grandfather's house."

Yu Jingyan pursed his lips and almost laughed.

The old man looks like he is dying, but this girl is still thinking about his good wine.

I really don't know whether to say that she is money-grubber or cruel.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The three old men standing by were also trying their best to hold back their laughter.

Old man Gong has always considered himself a scholar who inherited poetry and literature from his family, and he disdains to associate with such uncouth people.

I even disdain to play chess with them.

I think they are all bad chess players.

Playing chess with them is a waste of energy and life.

This time...

I've lost face even to my grandma.

"Who did you learn chess from?" Old Man Gong suddenly looked up and stared at Shen Zhihuan.

As if trying to find some clues from her face.

"Have you heard of the term 'self-taught'?" Shen Zhihuan grinned.

Old Man Gong: "Then can you teach me?"

The three old men's eyes widened.

Can it still be like this?! A ray of light suddenly flashed in Mr. Chu's dark eyes.

He turned his head and found that there was the same calculation in Mr. Shen's eyes.

"No!" Shen Zhihuan refused decisively.

"Why?"

"I'm busy."

"I can wait until you are free." Old Man Gong said immediately.

He just didn't believe that with his intelligence and talent, he couldn't make her better than him.

"I'll tell you the truth, I will never be free in this lifetime." Shen Zhihuan was also direct.

She really doesn't have that kind of patience.

I don't have that spirit.

If you have that time, wouldn't it be better to cultivate a relationship with her head, Su? ! "I can pay your tuition so that your time and energy won't be wasted." Old Man Gong still didn't give up.

"I'm not short of money." Shen Zhihuan showed his eight white little teeth.

The things in her resort alone are enough to last her several lifetimes.

"Good wine is fine too." Old Man Gong said suddenly.

"I'm not short of good wine either." Shen Zhihuan stretched out his index finger and shook it nonchalantly.

If she wants good wine, she will buy it herself.

If she doesn't have the ticket, she can still buy one on the black market, but it will be a little more expensive.

Money is something you can’t bring with you when you are born and you can’t take with you when you die.

What’s the use of having more?

There is a saying: If your child has a promising future, it’s useless to keep your money; if your child has no promising future, it’s useless to keep your money.

"You have no shortage of good wine, yet you ask me for it?" Old man Gong was so angry that his stomach ached.

As soon as I mentioned gambling on wine, they came. Still not short of it?! Four boxes last time, ten boxes this time...

"When did I ask you for it? You lost those ten boxes of good wine to me. If you are willing to gamble, you have to admit defeat."

Shen Zhihuan reminded again: "Remember to send the wine to my grandfather's house."

Without waiting for Old Man Gong to speak again, Shen Zhihuan just said "I'm tired!" and slipped away.

"My dear granddaughter is so smart. She can learn anything quickly." Old Master Chu raised his chin slightly, looked at the door where Shen Zhihuan disappeared, and said proudly.

"Needless to say, don't you see whose seed it is?" Old Master Shen also looked complacent.

The two of them looked like they really deserved a beating.

"You can only play a crappy game of chess. What's so great about that? It's not enough for food or drink. My granddaughters are studying, and that's what is truly important to human development and social civilization." Old man Gong stiffened his neck, looking unconvinced.

(End of this chapter)