Chuxia took An'an and followed Grandpa Jiang out of the alley where the Jiang family lived. They walked to the left for a while and turned into another alley.

She looked at the name written on the sign at the alley entrance and felt that the name of this alley was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

While Chuxia was still thinking, Grandpa Jiang had stopped in front of a house and was knocking on the door with the copper ring on the door.

Chuxia's eyes stayed on the house number nailed on the wall outside the house: No. 26.

Chuxia looked at the house number for a while, opened her bag, and found a piece of paper folded neatly from it. Because it had been in the bag for too long, the paper was a little wrinkled.

But it didn't affect Chu Xia from reading the words above. The address of his teacher that Guo Lin wrote to her before was exactly the same as her current address.

When Chu Xia brought An An to Beijing, Guo Lin asked her to come and find his teacher and senior brother.

But she and Cen Huaian were picked up by Grandpa Jiang the next day, and then Grandpa Jiang said he wanted to teach Cen Huaian how to play chess.

Chu Xia didn't go to find Guo Lin's teacher and senior brother again, but called Guo Lin to thank him for his kindness and told him that An An's great-grandmother wanted to teach him how to play chess, so he couldn't go to visit his teacher and senior brother.

Guo Lin didn't mind, just regretted it, and asked about Cen Huaian's study situation. He was very happy to learn that he was now learning chess with Grandpa Jiang every week, just like in Liangzhou.

Chu Xia didn't expect that things would be so coincidental, or predestined. The friend that Grandpa Jiang wanted to take An An to visit might be Guo Lin's teacher.

When Chu Xia was thinking about all kinds of things, the vermilion door was opened, and a rough male voice with a Liangzhou accent familiar to Chu Xia sounded behind the door.

"Who is it! Stop clapping, I heard it!"

When he opened the door and saw that it was Grandpa Jiang, he snorted: "It's already this late, I thought you were afraid of not being able to lose?"

Grandpa Jiang had a smile on his face, not angry at all, and he reached over to Cen Huaian and said: "Yuan De, why are you still so impatient? Isn't it time yet?"

Yuan De? It really is Guo Lin's teacher, and his teacher's name is written on the paper - Hong Yuan De.

Chuxia sighed in her heart at this moment: The world is really small, or maybe the cultural circle of Beijing is just this big.

Grandpa Jiang loves to play chess, he is very good at chess, and the chess players he knows are naturally all powerful.

At this time, Chuxia heard Hong Yuande continue Grandpa Jiang's words unhappily: "Who is like you who always arrives on time. Come in."

When Grandpa Jiang took Cen Huaian in, Chuxia followed behind. She noticed that Hong Yuande's eyes fell on Cen Huaian, with the meaning of sizing up.

Grandpa Jiang walked into the Hong family's house familiarly, sat in the living room, and poured himself a cup of tea, letting Cen Huaian and Chuxia sit anywhere, just like he was at home.

Hong Yuande's eyes showed disdain: "This is my home, why are you so rude?"

Grandpa Jiang's smile looked even kinder: "With our relationship, there's no need to distinguish between you and me."

Chuxia was drinking tea, and when she saw Hong Yuande's disgusted look when he heard Grandpa Jiang's words, she almost laughed.

Grandpa Jiang was indeed interesting, and his friends were also very interesting.

"Where is your great-grandson?" Grandpa Jiang asked Hong Yuande while drinking tea.

Hong Yuande sat carefreely opposite Grandpa Jiang, poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I know you came late, I asked him to come later."

Grandpa Jiang saw Hong Yuande drink the tea in one gulp, he drank the tea slowly and said, "You have to taste the tea slowly, what flavor can you taste if you drink it in one gulp like this?"

Hong Yuande seemed to be against him, poured another cup of tea and drank it in one gulp and said, "Tea is used to quench thirst. If you drink it pretentiously like you do, I would have died of thirst."

Grandpa Jiang did not argue with him, just as Hong Yuande understood him, he also knew clearly that Hong Yuande did not like to be pretentious.

"We have limited time. If your great-grandson doesn't come again, we will leave."

"You just said I was impatient. Why are you so impatient now?" Hong Yuande looked at Cen Huaian, who was sitting obediently beside him drinking tea, and laughed, "Are you really scared?"

Grandpa Jiang turned the teacup in his hand and said, "Yuande, you really like to joke."

Chuxia felt the swordplay between the two old people. As a younger generation, she tried to reduce her presence. She quietly approached Cen Huaian and whispered to him, "Did your great-grandmother say what he brought you here for?"

Cen Huaian also imitated Chuxia, covering his mouth with the teacup, and answered in a whisper, "Let me play a game of chess."

Chuxia also guessed this when listening to the conversation between the two old people. Now it has only been confirmed through Cen Huaian.

Don't worry, it's a friendly exchange between the younger generations.

Chu Xia continued to drink tea calmly, and patted Cen Huaian on the head and said, "Don't be nervous when you play chess later, just play like your grandpa."

Cen Huaian looked at Chu Xia: "Mom, do you want me to go all out?"

Every time Cen Huaian played with his grandpa, he used all his abilities. Because of excessive thinking, he was particularly tired after the game.

But this method makes progress very quickly, just like a person who is always on the edge of a cliff and is about to fall off, and repeatedly stimulates the body's maximum potential for survival. This

is how Cen Huaian learns chess. However, Grandpa Jiang has a sense of degree. When he sees that Cen Huaian is about to reach the limit, he will call a stop, so that An An will withdraw from the game and quickly recover his energy after a rest.

Chu Xia opened her mouth: She didn't mean that, but she didn't know how to explain it. She couldn't let An An not take it seriously.

Just when she was still thinking about how to tell Cen Huaian, a boy who looked about ten years old, wearing a white polo shirt and black knee-length shorts, walked into the house.

Seeing the people sitting in the living room, he smiled warmly and greeted them politely: "Grandpa. Hello, Grandpa Jiang. Hello, Auntie, and brother."

"Xiaoxuan, hello to you too." Grandpa Jiang smiled and waved to Hong Youxuan.

Chu Xia also nodded with a smile, and Cen Huaian looked at Hong Youxuan, and at Chu Xia's signal, he slowly called out "Hello, brother."

Hong Yuande didn't like to be polite. When his great-grandson came over, he stood up and said, "Xiaoxuan is here, let's start now."

Grandpa Jiang didn't move and said, "Xiaoxuan just came, you should let him rest for a while. Don't you see that he is sweating all over his head?"

Hong Yuande waved his hands impatiently: "How can you be so coquettish, kid!"

Hong Youxuan smiled and said to Grandpa Jiang, "Grandpa Jiang, I'm fine."

Then he followed Hong Yuande to the side, and Grandpa Jiang could only pull Cen Huaian to follow him, and he also called Chuxia.

The group came to Hong Youxuan's study.

Although it is called a study, there are very few books placed in it, and most of them are related to chess.

The room is not like Grandpa Jiang's study, where there are various books and manuscripts, and a table used for office work. The table next to the bookshelf is very clean, with nothing on it, and it looks like a decoration.

However, the space in the middle of the house is very large, with a large square table. The chessboard and chess pieces placed in the middle of the square table can be seen as soon as you enter the door. There are also a few chairs around, which looks like a chess room.

Hong Youxuan and Cen Huaian sat at the two ends of the chessboard, while Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuande sat on one side each, all with serious expressions, no longer relaxed.

Chuxia walked out, and soon she came in with a tray with a teapot and teacups on it.

She poured two cups of tea, one for Grandpa Jiang and one for Hong Yuande. She poured two more cups for Cen Huaian and Hong Youxuan.

When Hong Youxuan saw the teacups in front of him, he looked up and smiled at Chuxia: "Thank you, Auntie."

Although he was still a child, Chuxia could see the temperament of the breeze and the bright moon in him.

Unlike Cen Zhengnian's gentleness, Hong Youxuan could see that his temperament was like this, polite and courteous, like a child specially raised by an ancient aristocratic family.

Chu Xia looked at Hong Yuande, then at Hong Youxuan, and she felt a little curious. It was normal for the elders and the younger generations to have different personalities, but the complete opposite made her wonder how Hong Youxuan's parents educated them.

But she just thought so, she was not familiar with Hong Youxuan and his parents, so Chu Xia quickly put these messy thoughts behind her and concentrated on watching Cen Huaian and the others play chess.

Cen Huaian and Hong Youxuan also followed the rules of Go when playing chess, guessing first.

When guessing first, Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuande argued for a while about who would be the one to grab the chess piece.

Hong Yuande was still counting the honors he had won one by one to prove to Grandpa Jiang that he was better than Grandpa Jiang in the field of Go.

But before he could finish, Grandpa Chiang grabbed a handful of white chess pieces and asked directly, "Xiaoxuan, is it an odd number or an even number?"

Before Hong Youxuan could answer, Hong Yuande shouted angrily, "Chiang Chung-min! You are a rogue!"

Grandpa Chiang looked at him with a smile, like a kind old man, "By the time you finish talking about your honors, this morning will be over."

At this time, Hong Youxuan also said, "Grandpa, don't be angry. Grandpa Chiang is the guest, and you are the host. "People, let Grandpa Jiang play chess."

Hong Yuande snorted heavily: "For the sake of my great-grandson, let's forget it this time."

Grandpa Jiang shook his head and sighed: "Yuande, you are an old man who has lived half a lifetime, but you don't think as clearly as a child."

Hong Yuande immediately got angry: "Jiang Zhongmin, you are the same!"

Then the two began to expose each other's shortcomings. Chuxia saw that something was wrong and hurried to persuade the two old men.

Cen Huaian looked at the adults around him and showed confusion on his face. Why could Grandpa and Grandpa Hong quarrel over a simple guess?

He sighed like a little adult, grabbed a handful of white chess pieces, looked up at Hong Youxuan and asked, "Odd or even?"

Hong Youxuan looked at Hong Yuande and Grandpa Jiang, and was helpless, but he was not surprised by the two old men quarreling, as he had seen it many times before.

What was even more strange to Hong Youxuan was that they quarreled every time they met, so why did they meet so often?

Seeing that they had no intention of stopping, Hong Youxuan looked at the fist that Cen Huaian stretched out and said, "Odd."

Cen Huaian said, "Then I guess even." After

the two children checked the number of white chess pieces, it was even. Hong Youxuan exchanged the black chess pieces on his side with the white chess pieces on Cen Huaian's side. They blocked out the surrounding sounds and started playing chess.

After Chuxia finally persuaded the two old people, she turned around and found that Hong Youxuan and Cen Huaian's chess game had been going on for who knows how long, and there were many black and white pieces on the chessboard.

Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuande were also surprised: "Xiaoxuan, An'an, when did you start?"

Cen Huaian did not answer. As long as he focused on the chess game, he would ignore everything around him and could not hear other people talking.

Hong Youxuan was not like that. He looked up and smiled at the two old people and said, "We started after we guessed who would go first."

Grandpa Jiang showed some surprise in his eyes, but soon this emotion passed. He still smiled gently, nodded and said, "Very good, very good."

He silently put the white chess in his hand into Hong Youxuan's chess basket.

Hong Yuande snorted heavily, glared at Grandpa Jiang, pulled a chair over and sat next to Hong Youxuan to watch him play chess.

Grandpa Jiang also sat behind Cen Huaian.

Chuxia touched the sweat on her forehead, drank a cup of tea to suppress her surprise, and finally stopped arguing. It was tiring for her to persuade the two big guys to quarrel.

Chuxia knew some rules of Go at this time, but she watched Cen Huaian and Hong Youxuan play for a long time, but still didn't understand how the two played.

Why did Cen Huaian move here? Why did Hong Youxuan move there? Who has a greater advantage in this game of chess and who has a smaller advantage?

Chuxia was so confused that she simply stopped thinking and just looked at the expressions of Cen Huaian and Hong Youxuan, and also paid attention to the expressions of Hong Yuande and Grandpa Jiang.

Through their expressions, Chuxia could roughly guess who would win the game.

Hong Yuande's face was no longer carefree as before. He frowned and observed the chess game. His whole aura suddenly became very strong.

Grandpa Jiang was different from him. He still had a smile on his face and nodded slightly from time to time. Except for Chuxia, no one noticed his movements.

Cen Huaian had no expression on his face, and there was no sweat on his forehead. It was estimated that this game of chess was not difficult to play yet.

Hong Youxuan had a smile on his face, but as the game progressed, the smile faded, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the chessboard like Cen Huaian.

Time passed by, and Chuxia was affected by the atmosphere around her and became nervous. She clenched her fists, leaned forward, and stared at the chessboard, as if she could see the ever-changing situation on the chessboard, but in fact she could not understand anything.

The three adults did not make a sound, for fear of disturbing the two children, and they also forgot the passage of time.

Chu Xia noticed that Cen Huaian's forehead was sweating, so she quietly took out her handkerchief and gently wiped it off for him.

Although An An was sweating, Chu Xia looked at the expression of Hong Youxuan opposite her, as if he was not having an easy time either, and her brows furrowed even more.

As more and more chess pieces were placed on the chessboard, the speed of Cen Huaian and Hong Youxuan's chess playing became slower.

Chu Xia felt that it wouldn't be long before this game of chess would be over.

As soon as she had this thought, Hong Youxuan opposite her placed the chess piece in his hand on the lower right corner of the chessboard, looked up and smiled at Cen Huaian: "I lost, Brother An An is very good."

There was no reluctance to lose the game on his face, on the contrary, he was very relaxed, and he really thought Cen Huaian was good.

"Brother An An, can you tell me what you were thinking about this move?"

Chu Xia didn't understand, but Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuande could see that it was from that move that Hong Youxuan began to show weakness, and in the end he had no way out.

Cen Huaian tilted his head and looked at the chessboard. His childish voice rang out in the study. No one spoke, and everyone was listening carefully to Cen Huaian's explanation of why he played like that.

Chu Xia didn't understand chess, so she was confused. When Cen Huaian finished speaking, she didn't understand what those professional terms meant.

But she looked calm and nodded from time to time. Others couldn't see that she didn't understand.

Hong Youxuan, on the other hand, suddenly realized something. He stood up and bowed to Cen Huaian, "Thank you, brother An'an, I understand. I still need to practice my chess skills."

Cen Huaian also stood up and did the same thing with him: "You are also very good."

An'an is not good at being polite. He really thinks Hong Youxuan is very good.

In the Liangzhou Children's Cup Go Tournament, Cen Huaian felt a little tired when playing with his senior brother Zheng Duoping.

But now he has learned from Grandpa Jiang for a few more months. If he meets Zheng Duoping again, Cen Huaian can beat him quickly.

Of course, Zheng Duoping's chess skills must be improving. It's just that Cen Huaian is improving faster.

An An and Hong Youxuan were playing chess. An An barely won against Hong Youxuan when he was almost done with the chess pieces. Hong Youxuan's chess skills were very impressive in An An's eyes.

When Hong Youxuan heard what Cen Huaian said, the smile on his face became even bigger: "Thank you, brother An An, for the compliment."

Overall, the two kids had a relatively pleasant game of chess. After the game, they gathered together to discuss their experience of playing chess.

Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuande were not on

good terms. Seeing that it was his great-grandson who won, Grandpa Jiang showed a smug expression to Hong Yuande.

Hong Yuande looked even angrier, and his eyes, which were originally like cow eyes, stared at Grandpa Jiang with extra ferocity.

However, they just exchanged glances with each other, and did not quarrel like before.

Chuxia watched the two old people fighting like children, and then looked at the two children, Cen Huaian and Hong Youxuan, who were getting along and discussing problems in a friendly manner like adults.

She tried hard not to laugh.

However, Chuxia also knew why Grandpa Jiang and the others stopped quarreling after playing chess.

After all, the game of chess had a winner. If Grandpa Jiang showed off Cen Huaian, Hong Yuan would

be angry that Hong Youxuan lost, which would be bad for the two children. It would lead to pride in the winner and resentment in the loser.

Now that the two children get along so well, the two adults who don't like each other will naturally put the children first.

This also shows that Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuan have good character.

Chuxia finally found an opportunity to talk to Hong Yuande about Guo Lin.

Hong Yuande raised his eyebrows, with surprise in his eyes, and looked at Cen Huaian and said, "Is An An the genius student that Xiaolin told me about?"

Chuxia smiled and said, "Teacher Guo is a compliment. But An An's enlightenment teacher is indeed Teacher Guo Lin."

Guo Lin called Hong Yuande before and said happily that he had accepted a very talented student.

Later, the student came to Beijing. Guo Lin felt very sorry and told Hong Yuande that if someone came to him with the paper he wrote, he hoped that he could accept the student. Later

, Guo Lin said that the student was taught by someone else, and it was a pity that neither the master nor the apprentice had a fate with the student.

Hong Yuande didn't take it seriously. He himself was a genius in Go and was very proud. He would not accept a disciple casually. Moreover, he also taught Hong Youxuan, whose talent was not bad either.

Who knew that after many twists and turns, he actually met the student that Guo Lin mentioned, who was the grandson of Jiang Zhongmin. Needless to say, the one who taught Cen Huaian was also Jiang Zhongmin.

At this moment, Hong Yuande really felt a little pity in his heart, and also jealous of Grandpa Jiang.

In the previous game of chess, Hong Yuande could see Cen Huaian's talent. Thinking about when Guo Lin said he took in Cen Huaian, he calculated that Cen Huaian had not been learning chess for a long time, but he was able to beat his great-grandson. This talent was really terrifying.

Such a talented student turned out to be the great-grandson of the sinister old man Jiang Zhongmin!

Hong Yuande cursed in his heart: How can he be so lucky?

However, Hong Yuande was an old man, and he did not feel aggrieved for long. He was quite satisfied with his great-grandson.

Chuxia mentioned this mainly to thank Teacher Guo Lin and felt sorry for disappointing him.

Hong Yuande was straightforward by nature. Hearing Chuxia say this, he waved his hand without any concern and said, "It's not a disappointment at all. You don't have to take it too seriously. It's best for An An to stay with his great-grandmother. I'm also taking care of Xiaoxuan, and I don't have enough energy to take care of two students."

Although Hong Yuande was reluctant to admit it, Grandpa Jiang's strength in Go was indeed good. He and Grandpa Jiang played Go most freely and could fight without any worries.

This was the main reason why the friendship between the two of them could be maintained for so many years even though they didn't like each other.

Grandpa Jiang knew that Guo Lin's teacher was Hong Yuande, but he didn't know about this incident after Cen Huaian came to Beijing, and he was a little surprised.

But just as Hong Yuande said, it would be best for An An to learn from him, and people have to accept their age when they get old. He looked at Hong Yuande proudly, and almost made Hong Yuande lose control of his temper again.

When Chuxia took An An away from Hong Yuande's house, Cen Huaian still had some unsatisfactory thoughts, and looked up to ask Grandpa Jiang: "Grandma, when can we come to play chess with Brother Xiaoxuan again?"

Cen Huaian had changed the way he addressed Hong Youxuan during the friendly exchange with Hong Youxuan just now.

To be honest, Chu Xia admired Hong Youxuan very much. He was able to make Cen Huaian, a child who was already full of caution, let down his guard so quickly.

Cen Huaian did not let down his guard against his cousins ​​Zhang Lu and Jiang Weixian when they first met. It was only when they got to know each other slowly that he gradually let go of himself.

Including when he was in the Northwest Family Courtyard, it was the same with Hu Pandeng Xiaohe and others.

Grandpa Jiang did not expect that An An and Hong Youxuan would get along so well. He had taught Cen Huaian how to play chess for so long, so how could he not know An An's personality.

But Grandpa Jiang was happy to see it happen. Hong Youxuan was also raised by him. He was a child with good character and a good temper. An An's personality might be affected and become gentler if he made friends with him.

When Chu Xia took Cen Huaian home from Grandpa Jiang's house, it was already late, and everyone on the bus was walking home in the last rays of the setting sun.

Chu Xia didn't want to cook on such a hot day, and she didn't know when she could have air conditioning at home.

Dinner was brought back by Cen Zhengnian from the cafeteria: "Which friend did Grandpa take An An to meet today?"

Cen Zhengnian knew that Grandpa Jiang had many friends, all in the cultural circle. He knew some of the ones who were close to him, but he didn't know many of them.

"Do you know Mr. Hong Yuande?"

Cen Zhengnian paused, with surprise and no surprise in his eyes, and said with a smile on his face: "I know him. Did Grandpa and Mr. Hong have a fight?"

Although it was a question, Chu Xia could hear the affirmation in Cen Zhengnian's tone.

Before Chuxia said anything, Cen Huaian, who was concentrating on eating, hummed, "They quarreled fiercely, and more than once."

Cen Huaian didn't talk much outside, but he liked to observe his surroundings the most. If Cen Zhengnian asked An An to recount the scene at that time, he could tell every word that Grandpa Jiang and Hong Yuande said without missing a word.

Cen Zhengnian didn't think so. The smile on his face was a little helpless: "After so many years, Grandpa and Old Hong's tempers haven't changed at all."

Chuxia swallowed the food in her mouth and asked curiously: "Were they like this before?"

Cen Zhengnian nodded: "I was like this when I was a child, and later when I was in college in Beijing. It's okay, this is the way Grandpa and Old Hong get along with each other, and they have a good relationship."

Especially since they had experienced a lot of things before, although they quarreled, they cherished this half-life friendship.

Chuxia nodded, she noticed that although the two old people seemed to be arguing fiercely and making all kinds of sarcasm back and forth, they were not really angry.

In the evening, Chuxia sat at the desk and read the manual that Cen Zhengnian gave her, and she was fascinated by it.

When Cen Zhengnian came in after work and washing up, she didn't notice it, his eyes were still on the manual.

Cen Zhengnian walked over and lowered his head to look at the manual for a few times. Every profession has its own expertise, he knew every word of those prescriptions, but he couldn't understand why those herbs combined together could cure the disease.

Chuxia finally felt the scalding heat behind her, she turned her head to look, and her lips just slid across Cen Zhengnian's face.

She was stunned for a moment, and pushed Cen Zhengnian back with her hand, her face flushed a little: "Stand back, it's hot."

Cen Zhengnian laughed, without moving, and pointed to the content in Chuxia's book: "Doctor Luo, I don't quite understand this sentence, can you explain it to me?"

Chuxia lowered her head to look at the content in the booklet, and her face flushed, because the case registered in the booklet happened to be a case of Dr. Gao Lin treating an impotent man in the village.

"This... this..." Chuxia opened her mouth for a long time, but couldn't explain it. She simply gave up, closed the book and said: "You don't need this, no need to explain."

Cen Zhengnian's low and magnetic laughter rang behind Chuxia's ears, making her face even hotter.

"It seems that Dr. Luo is satisfied with me."

Chu Xia just wanted to get rid of this dilemma as soon as possible. She put her hands on Cen Zhengnian's chest, continued to push him back, and nodded perfunctorily: "Satisfied, satisfied, please move aside quickly, I want to go to bed."

Chu Xia thought that Cen Zhengnian would not move aside, and would even say something to make her blush.

Unexpectedly, Cen Zhengnian really moved aside. She was stunned for a moment. In his smiling eyes, she did not think too much and quickly got up and lay on the bed.

Chu Xia thought it was over. She felt relieved and a little inexplicably lost.

However, when the lights were turned off and Cen Zhengnian came up, Chu Xia realized that she was relieved too early. There was no way Cen Zhengnian would let her go so easily.

Tonight, Chuxia and Cen Zhengnian are Doctor Luo and Patient Cen.

Chuxia was just thankful that the bed was big and sturdy enough, otherwise it would make noises like the bed in Cen Zhengnian's dormitory, or she would be carried down by Cen Zhengnian.

After treating for half a night, Chuxia woke up late again the next day. She was very surprised why Cen Zhengnian could get up so early to go to the research institute every time after that, he was so energetic.

Cen Zhengnian was in a good mood today, but his expression was the same as usual, still indifferent, neither very enthusiastic nor cold to anyone.

He also cooperated well with other researchers. The research institute is not a place to make friends, most people are quite introverted, and they don't mind Cen Zhengnian's behavior.

It was Ye Xingxiu who discovered that Cen Zhengnian was in a good mood.

Normally, if Ye Xingxiu got a data wrong, he could clearly feel the coldness released by Cen Zhengnian. Even though he didn't speak, it was still scary.

But today, Ye Xingxiu used his brain for too long, and when he got a decimal point wrong, Cen Zhengnian didn't release the coldness, and he pointed it out to him.

Not to mention that as soon as he came in in the morning, he could see that Cen Zhengnian was in good spirits.

Ye Xingxiu thought silently about where Cen Zhengnian slept last night, and what else was there to not understand.

Tsk, it turns out that a satisfied man can talk about anything.

Ye Xingxiu felt sad for himself in his heart again. He looks so good, and his personality is more likable than Cen Zhengnian. Why is his blind date so bumpy?

His mother has already issued an ultimatum: if he still doesn't like the photos she sent, she will let him fend for himself and she will never care about him again.

At noon, Ye Xingxiu saw Cen Zhengnian going to get food again and was surprised: "Isn't your wife at home in the courtyard? Why are you eating in the cafeteria?"

Cen Zhengnian looked at the chef in front of him serving him food and replied: "It's too hot, cooking is hard."

Ye Xingxiu thought about it and understood what Cen Zhengnian meant.

Damn, you are showing off that you love your wife and have a good relationship with her again!

Yan Hemin laughed as he saw Ye Xingxiu gritting his teeth: "Xingxiu, are you jealous of Zhengnian?"

Ye Xingxiu looked up: "No. I am so happy living alone!" Yan

Hemin smiled and said nothing.

Cen Zhengnian had already prepared the meal, said something to Yan Hemin, and took it away.

In fact, when moving, you should invite relatives and friends to have a meal to warm up the house.

Chuxia also mentioned to Cen Zhengnian whether he would like to invite his colleagues in the laboratory to dinner.

Cen Zhengnian said: "It's too hot now. It's a torture to cook so many meals in the kitchen. Let's wait until the weather is cooler."

Not only is it a torture to cook, but it is also a torture to eat hot dishes and meals at this time. Moreover, because the weather is hot, many people only want to eat cool dishes.

But it's not okay to only cook cold dishes when inviting people to dinner.

Chuxia put the matter aside and would find a better reason to treat everyone to a meal later.

If Ye Xingxiu knew what Cen Zhengnian and Chuxia were thinking, he would definitely say immediately: "I don't mind the heat and lack of appetite, I can eat!"

The days in the research institute were not boring either, and they were almost the same as in the courtyard. Chuxia read books every day.

But now she read more medical books, and she also took Cen Huaian's pulse every day, just as a practice.

Sometimes she also took Cen Zhengnian's pulse, and she immediately discovered that he had a bad stomach.

"Did you eat irregularly before? And often stayed up late?"

Cen Zhengnian looked at Chuxia with some surprise in his eyes. He just cooperated with Chuxia and let her see for herself how she was studying. He didn't think she would be able to tell anything by taking his pulse.

So he was really surprised when Chuxia really asked about his physical illness.

However, Cen Zhengnian did not hide it from her. He nodded and said, "When I was in school and Northwest, I would sometimes forget to eat and stay up late when I was studying and working."

Chuxia frowned and asked him to stick out his tongue to see, then asked him why his stomach was uncomfortable and how many times he had stomachaches.

"Your stomach disease is not light. If you don't take good care of it now, it will get worse in the future."

Chuxia knew what Cen Zhengnian was like when he was working. If she and An An hadn't moved to the family compound, Cen Zhengnian would definitely not eat on time many times.

Chuxia had heard from other family members that many researchers would delay mealtime for a long time and only go to the cafeteria to eat some leftover cold dishes and cold rice when they were so hungry.

Cen Zhengnian didn't say anything, because what Chuxia said was true. He also knew that his stomach was not good, and many people in the laboratory had the same problem as him.

"Don't eat in the cafeteria in the future, eat at home."

"It's hot." Cen Zhengnian frowned and grabbed Chuxia's hand: "You're too tired cooking."

"Your stomach needs to be conditioned. The meals in the cafeteria are fixed. Some things are not good for your stomach if you eat too much."

How to treat stomach problems mainly depends on conditioning, eating on time, not staying up late, and most importantly, avoid eating. Many things that are not good for the stomach cannot be eaten.

For example, foods that easily produce stomach acid and foods that are cold in nature are less irritating to the stomach, and the condition will be cured slowly.

If you leave it alone and keep irritating it, the stomach problem will only get worse, and the result is naturally imaginable.

Ye Xingxiu soon discovered that Cen Zhengnian no longer went to the cafeteria to get food. No matter what day it was, he would go directly back to the courtyard to eat, and he had never been to the cafeteria again.

And if Cen Zhengnian didn't come home for dinner after 12:30, his wife and son would bring the meal to the entrance of the institute, and the guards at the gate would deliver it to the laboratory.

Ye Xingxiu was so envious that he felt greedy when he saw Cen Zhengnian's food: "Zhengnian, are we good brothers?"

Cen Zhengnian glanced at him, pushed his arm away, ate his meal and said: "No, we're colleagues."

Ye Xingxiu waved his hand: "Brothers and colleagues are fine. Colleagues should share good things, right?"

As he said that, he was about to pick up the food in Cen Zhengnian's lunch box, but Cen Zhengnian quickly stopped him with his hand: "This is something my wife made specially for me. It's good for the stomach. If you need it, you can ask your wife to make it for you."

Ye Xingxiu's eyes widened instantly: "Cen Zhengnian! You know I don't have a wife!"

Cen Zhengnian ate the meal without any guilt and said: "There's no way, you should get married soon."

Ye Xingxiu: Beep beep beep (garbled code)...

A few days passed like this, and Chuxia finally received a call from No. 9 Middle School. The college entrance examination results were out.