After going back, Qiao Shiyu went to cook. Gong Ming wanted to help, but he was pushed out by the ghost spirit of little tangyuan.

"Dad and grandpa play chess together, and mommy and I cook together."

Gong Ming took a look. Xiao Tangyuan had taken out the chessboard.

"Come on, daddy."

Gong Ming was stunned for a while before he walked over and sat down opposite the old man.

When the mother and daughter in the kitchen saw this, they took their mobile phone, took a picture first, and then prepared the food by themselves.

When the food was ready to come out, he saw the father and son quarreling again.

The old man's face flushed. "You're a chicken thief. I'm your father. Can't you let me?"

Gong Ming was helpless. "You want to play chess, and now you can't afford to lose."

"When can't I afford to lose? Didn't I say? You're a chicken thief. It's obviously your fault!"

Gong Ming was speechless. "Don't you always go where you should go when playing chess? Where am I a chicken thief?"

"You..."

The two father and son were about to quarrel. Qiao Shiyu hurriedly ran out with little dumplings and pulled one by one.

"Gong Ming, say less."

"Grandpa, don't quarrel with your father."

But they showed no sign of stopping.

Qiao Shiyu had to ouch and hold his arm. "I seem to have been burned!"

Little dumplings also immediately got to his mother's intention and hurried. "Grandpa, my hands peeled when I washed the dishes just now."

The two men broke away from the quarrel in an instant. Gong Ming hurriedly pinched Qiao Shiyu's arm and examined it carefully. "Where did you get burned? I'll take you to bandage it."

The old man quickly looked at the little dumpling's hand, "come on, Grandpa, wipe some hand cream for you."

Qiao Shiyu and Xiao Tangyuan were relieved.

It was not easy to persuade each one, but the two refused to eat together. Qiao Shiyu finally had to give up, ate with small dumplings and went to rest.

At midnight, Gong Ming opened the door and went out, sneaking into the kitchen.

Knowing that the two men would be hungry, Qiao Shiyu came out in the middle of the night to find something to eat, so she deliberately put all the food in the kitchen.

As soon as Gong Ming got to the kitchen door, he heard a slap inside. He walked quickly and saw the old man sitting in a wheelchair with a broken plate in front of him.

He was about to pick it up when he cut his finger.

Gong Ming felt a chill and hurriedly walked over. "When I eat, it's not delicious. Now I know I'm hungry?"

The old man was upset again. "If you didn't make me angry, I wouldn't eat?"

"Obviously you don't obey the rules!"

"I don't obey the rules. You know shit! Do you think things in the world are as simple as playing chess? Many times, it's better to stay on the front line than kill the game quickly. I know you don't think so now, but you'll understand later!"

Gong Ming frowned and wanted to say, but when he saw the red blood on the old man's fingers, he finally shut up.

"I'll get the medicine box."

Qiao Shiyu woke up when she heard something falling outside. It was supposed to come out, but listening to the gradual easing of the dialogue between the two father and son, he didn't come out.

Gong Ming took the medicine box and went back to bandage the old man. Sometimes he could hear the old man's request, "tie me a bow."

Gong Ming said in an unhappy voice, "I'm old. What bow do you want?"

"I just like bows, can't I?"

Gong Ming picked up the pieces again and pushed the old man, "go back and have a rest."

The old man looked at the tempting meal, "I'm hungry!"

Gong Ming shook his head reluctantly, warmed up the dishes left by Qiao Shiyu again and sent them to the table.

"Eat?"

The old man looked up at him, "don't you eat?"

Gong Ming shook his head, but his stomach was very cooperative and grunted. Gong Ming, "..."

The old man reached out and threw his chopsticks to him. "Eat? What's cool in front of your father? Don't think I didn't see your childhood picture. There's a picture of you sitting on the ground crying!"

Gong Ming frowned, "you've had enough!"

"I'll say, there's another one you're wearing crotch pants! I keep it all. In my box, if you're against me, I'll take it out to Shiyu and little dumplings."

Gong Ming's face turned green. "Besides, I won't give you any more!"

"You want to starve your father..."

Qiao Shiyu chuckled and went back to rest again. In this world, many people's way of getting along is very strange. Maybe this is the way grandpa and Gong Ming get along?

It seemed like a quarrel, but she knew that they both had each other in their hearts.

The next day, when Qiao Shiyu got up in the morning, Gong Ming and they were not in the room.

When Qiao Shiyu changed his clothes and went out, he saw the old man playing badminton on the lawn in the yard with Gong Ming and Xiao tangyuan.

The old man had come out of his wheelchair and jumped happier than a young man. Xiaotangyuan applauded, while Gong Ming was wearing a white shirt and sleeves. Her honey skin radiated vitality in the sun.

Seeing Qiao Shi's words coming out, little Tangyuan had rushed over and hugged her leg.

"Mommy, dad and grandpa are great! Let's continue taking photos!"

Josh nodded and took out the mobile phone.

After shooting, the old man was tired, so he gave the time to Qiao Shiyu. "Come and fight! I'm a little tired."

After that, Qiao Shiyu played with Gong Ming for a while. The family took a walk to the breakfast shop for breakfast.

In the afternoon, we went on a cruise together, with Qiao Shiyu and small dumplings, and Gong Ming and the old man. After getting on the boat, Qiao Shiyu proposed to compete.

The old man began to play a little childish these two days. When he heard the speech, he immediately agreed, "OK!"

Gong Ming said directly when he saw his wife and children opposite. "I lost."

The old man's beard turned up angrily. "I know you love your wife, but don't be too counselled. This is a game."

"No game!"

The old man clenched his teeth, "how can we make love in the palace?"

Now Gong Ming smiled directly. "Heredity."

The old man was stunned. It took him a while to realize that Gong Ming said he too. They are all inherited. So Gong Ming already knows about him and his mother?

Those big mouths! The old man make complaints about his talent in his heart.

"Don't think you know very well. I'm different from you. I won't be lost for a woman like you."

Qiao Shiyu next to him smelled the speech and pretended to be angry.

"Old man, like you, I'm going to strike for dinner!"

The old man put on a smiling face for a second, "I didn't say you. Shiyu is a good child. Who dares to say you, I won't let go first."

Gong Ming, "..." is naive.

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