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Lu An asked uneasily: "Sister Qingchi, I'm not at home. This little guy doesn't tear and bite things, does he?"

Meng Qingchi said: "No, this dog has been specially trained. It likes to catch mice and chase small animals. Otherwise, I will bring you a native dog."

"Sure, I'll listen to you."

The words of the girl in front of him made him feel inexplicably at ease, and he immediately stopped worrying.

Meng Qingchi looked at the sky outside, then looked at his watch, and said, "Go take a bath, change your clothes, and go home with your sister."

Lu An just put down the book, turned around and asked, "Are you leaving tonight?"

Meng Qingchi nodded lightly: "There are guests at home."

Lu An looked troubled: "But I haven't bought the old man a birthday gift yet?"

Meng Qingchi smiled knowingly: "It's okay if I go there, but I won't see you when I buy things."

Got it, that's why she's taking herself there tonight.

After all, tomorrow someone will be holding a valuable gift, but if he has nothing or what he brings out looks shabby, he is afraid that he will feel embarrassed.

After taking a shower and tidying up, Lu An finally bought two bottles of wine in the department store. These things were not worth the price, but they were locally brewed soju, which Mr. Meng loved to drink most on weekdays.

Then I bought two packages of sugar, one package of white sugar and one package of marshmallows.

This gummy candy is also the old man’s favorite snack. He’s getting older, and it’s soft and chewy.

The gift is not much, but it is very thoughtful. Every time he brought these two things there in his previous life, people were very happy. This was considered an old experience for him.

Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Meng Qingchi persuaded him once and stopped stopping him. She knows that Xiao An has grown up again, has self-esteem and loves face.

The Meng family has three residences, one is their hometown in Qianzhen, and they occasionally go back during the New Year and holidays.

One is the county town below, where Meng Zhenhai works.

The third one is in the family building of the Municipal People's Hospital. Vice President Li Meng and his eldest daughter Meng Qingchi were assigned a house while working in the hospital, and the whole family usually stayed here.

Walk along Taohuaping Street to the end, turn left and pass the Municipal People's Hospital, enter a dead end, and settle down in a courtyard. It is an old and honest brick bungalow, two stories high. The door is painted with shiny tiles and has a red sign. .

Above is the house number: 10

This small bungalow is very luxurious, much more upscale than No. 9 on Guifei Lane. As soon as you arrive at the entrance of the courtyard, you can smell the aroma of meat.

Lu An sniffed the meat, and the aroma of the meat was mixed with cinnamon, gossip and red dates. Based on experience, he judged that someone was making Dongpo meat.

When Meng Qingchi, who was walking next to him, saw this, he smiled and said, "Before I went out, grandma was preparing Dongpo meat. It's cooked. I'll get you a bowl to taste later."

Hey, you guessed it right.

I wanted to refuse, but when I thought about it, it was meat. Forget it, you can’t be at odds with anyone but meat.

Thinking like this, he did not retreat from the body that was ready to move. He was convinced. Why do you like to eat so much?

When I entered the door, I saw Mr. Meng playing chess with others.

The opponent was a middle-aged man with an average appearance, but his high nose bridge and spectacle lenses thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle were impressive.

There was another person next to him, Uncle Meng, holding a pot of tea and watching.

Hearing movement at the door, the three chess players looked over.

"Grandpa, we are playing chess."

Lu An walked in with the gift, a smile on his face, and he looked very familiar.

Seeing this rare guest who hadn't come to the door in more than two years, before the Meng family had time to talk to him, a head of a man popped out of the kitchen and ran over quickly.

"Tsk, tsk, whose handsome young man is this?" Li Meng pulled Lu An over and looked at him, half blaming and half teasing:

"I was looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally it's here. I told the old man at noon today that if you don't come tonight, I will go to Guifei Lane to hold you with a rope tomorrow."

Facing Aunt Meng who often acted out of common sense, Lu An felt ashamed and couldn't stand it:

"Aunt Meng, aren't you here? Give me a face and we won't use the rope. If others see it, it will be difficult to find a wife in the future."

This wisecrack made all the elders present laugh.

Seeing that he was not as taciturn as before, Li Meng was very pleased. He pulled him to sit down and gave him a cup of hot tea:

"Yes, it has changed a lot. If your mother knew about it, she would definitely be very happy."

After taking the tea and taking a sip, Lu An failed to ignore the others and hurriedly said hello: "Uncle Meng."

Uncle Meng smiled and nodded, patted his shoulder affectionately, and then introduced the middle-aged man wearing glasses: "This is Uncle Chen, who works in the university."

I think this is the guest that Sister Qingchi mentioned. It seems that he met him in his previous life, but he never spoke or interacted with him.

Lu An then shouted: "Uncle Chen."

"Hey, hello." Chen Weiyong was completely focused on the chess game he was losing, and he just nodded politely as a return gift.

Uncle Meng said: "You will play two sets with the old man later. He is very fierce today. Neither I nor Uncle Chen are a match."

Lu An deliberately wanted to refuse. Tomorrow is her 70th birthday, so she couldn't let the fun down.

But if you give in yourself, it would be too boring.

After all, everyone in the Meng family knew that his late father had been playing with him as a sparring partner since he was five years old. Although he was young, he had a long experience in chess. In the past, the old man had never lasted more than 30 rounds in his hands.

Three minutes later, Chen Weiyong, who worked at the university, looked frustrated and surrendered.

The old man took a sip of tea and yelled to Lu An: "Brother Lu, come here, I will kill you today."

Lu An said: "Grandpa, let's talk about it. How about I stay with you the day after tomorrow?"

The old man heard what he said and was very stubborn: "Just tonight."

As he said this, the old man was afraid that he would not come, so he had already started playing chess.

I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin, and I won’t give up until I reach the Yellow River. Damn it! It's a good 70th birthday, but it has to be abused. Lu An thought quietly in her heart and sat down.

In the first game, the center gun started.

After 15 rounds, Lu An looked at Uncle Meng, his eyes asking: Do you want to let him? Otherwise, the old man will be warped in a few rounds.

Uncle Meng looked at his nose and heart, pretending not to see it.

Chen Weiyong, on the other hand, looked at Lu An, then at the chess game, and fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, in the 21st round, the old man who was jumping up and down just now was silent.

Put down the chess piece, reflect for a minute, and then shout: "Come again."

The second set starts in a different way, get on the horse and drive.

After 18 rounds, Lu An looked at Uncle Meng again, as if asking: Should I give up this set?

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