The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

Ye Shiheng dragged himself to a round table and sat next to Mrs. Ouyang.

"Hurry up and accompany your husband-in-law." Ye Shiheng was very depressed and felt unhappy after eating his father for no reason.

The old general said coldly, "You are promising. My granddaughter-in-law didn't offend you. Why are you angry with her?"

He looked at Hua Fushu, with a rare amiable look in his eyes, "Wife-in-law, please ignore your father-in-law and come over to play chess with us."

Ye Zelin also said: "Fu Shu, come here."

Hua Fushu went over to play chess with his grandfather and grandson.

The old general asked his maid to bring a chair over for Hua Fushu to sit on.

Hua Fushu just sat aside, watching their grandparents play chess.

I don't know if it was because Hua Fushu was watching them from the side, but Ye Zelin made every move he made after careful consideration.

Playing chess was just for entertainment and to pass the long time. The more Hua Fushu looked down, the more he felt that Ye Zelin and the old general were playing chess like a game, like an open and covert fight.

This game of chess was played for a long time, and it was not over until someone got sleepy.

Yue Zheng walked to Hua Fushu with half-closed eyes, took her arm and said, "Sister, I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

Ye Zelin turned around and said, "You take Ah Zheng back to sleep."

The old general also said, "Take your junior brother back, don't burden the child."

Hua Fushu picked up Yue Zheng, stroking his back with one hand and supporting his buttocks with the other.

Yue Zheng put his head on his sister's shoulder, unable to keep his eyes open, and did not forget to wave to everyone politely, "Good night, brother-in-law, good night, grandpa, good night, uncle, aunt, good night, fourth brother, sister Hua, good night." "

"Good night." Ye Zelin said.

"Good night to you too." The old general replied politely.

Hua Fushu looked at Xiang Dugulan and said, "Sister-in-law, you are pregnant and it is not advisable to stay up late. Let's go back together."

Mrs. Ouyang said to her eldest son: "Yunlu, you go back with Lan Xi."

Regardless of his mother and siblings, Ye Yunlu was also planning to take Dugu Lanxi back to rest. As soon as they told him, he stood up immediately and helped Dugu Lanxi up, "Let's go back. The child in his belly also needs to rest."

Dugu Lanxi nodded, "Let's go."

Several people left Feiyuan together and headed towards Guanju Pavilion.

The old general played a black stone, blocking the white stone's retreat. He said meaningfully: "Your stone has no retreat."

Ye Zelin held a white seed with two fingers and thought about where to put it. "It's not a desperate situation. How can I know that there is no way out? If there is no way out, I will fight my way out."

"Which way do you insist on taking?" the old general asked.

Ye Zelin's calm tone was unusually persistent, "We will never stop until we die."

The old general said: "The bones in your body are not ordinary hard."

Ye Zelin retorted, "Aren't you the same?"

Not long after, Hua Fushu returned to Feiyuan. At this time, the chess game between the old general and Ye Zelin had just finished.

Ye Zelin killed his grandfather's chess pieces until every piece was left intact.

He looked at the old general like a winner and declared his victory, "Grandpa, you lost."

The old general was a little resentful of this grandson. He said: "You are so old, you don't know how to accept the old man."

Ye Zelin laughed, "If you give in to your grandfather, the loser will be your grandson. The game of chess is a game, so giving in will lose the meaning of playing chess. How boring this is."

Hua Fushu didn't know that the grandfather and grandson were fighting secretly. He just thought they were chatting about their experiences in playing chess, and accidentally added, "When playing chess, it must be fair. What's the point of giving in? It's better not to play."

The maid brought hot red bean cakes to comfort the masters who were watching the new year.

The red bean cake tastes very good, crystal clear, and you can see the soft, waxy and sweet red beans.

The maid handed the old general a pair of chopsticks, and the old general handed the chopsticks to Ye Zelin. He said, "Grandpa remembers that you love red bean cakes. The red bean cakes made in my grandfather's small kitchen are delicious. You will definitely like it if you try it."

Ye Zelin did not accept the chopsticks handed over by the old general, but looked directly at the old general, "Don't you know, grandfather? My grandson doesn't like red bean cake and he stopped eating it ten years ago."

The old general's face was slightly stiff. He didn't know that Ye Zelin didn't like red bean cakes anymore. He only remembered that Ye Zelin loved red bean cakes when he was a child. Especially when he was three or four years old, he often went to Feiyuan to eat red bean cakes.

Even at that time, he could not say that he loved his grandson Ye Zelin very much. Every time he came to Feiyuan and said he wanted to eat red bean cake, he would still ask someone to prepare red bean cake for him.

Later, as Ye Zelin grew older, he came to Feiyuan less often and rarely ate the red bean cake made in Feiyuan's small kitchen.

He also didn't know that Ye Zelin didn't like eating red bean cakes when he grew up.

Hua Fushu was surprised. She didn't expect Ye Zelin to say this suddenly. Was he going to question the old general about the red bean cake incident?

If Ye Zelin wanted to talk about the red bean cake poisoning incident at this time, she would never stop Ye Zelin from telling him.

Ye Zelin was the victim of the red bean cake poisoning incident. He had the right to choose when and how to announce the incident.

Ye Zelin's expression was calm as usual. He had no intention of telling what happened back then.

The old general took back the hand that handed him the chopsticks and said, "Lin'er, grandpa didn't know that you don't like red bean cake anymore."

At this time, Ruhua came up with a joke out of nowhere, "Brother, you like red bean cake the most, why don't you like it again?"

After hearing Ruhua's words, the old general suddenly understood that it wasn't that he didn't like red bean cakes, but he just didn't want to eat the red bean cakes made by his Feiyuan.

To be precise, Ye Zelin didn't want to eat anything given by his grandfather.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Hua Fushu was afraid that the discordant grandfather and grandson would get into trouble, so he quickly smoothed things over and eased the atmosphere, "I said Zelin, you shouldn't be like this. Isn't it just the last time you were eating red bean cake, I said you are a grown man?" You like sweets, like a girl, why don’t you eat red bean cake?”

During the Chinese New Year, it was rare to stay together on New Year's Eve. The old general didn't want to lose his temper and ruin everyone's happiness, so he just said, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat."

Ye Zelin was too lazy to respond to his grandfather's words. He took Hua Fushu's little hand and went to the charcoal pot to warm himself by the fire.

Haishi has passed and midnight has arrived. Thousands of colorful fire trees and silver flowers are blooming in the night, making the dark sky bright and white. The crackling sound of firecrackers rang out in every street and alley, and the sound reached into the sky and was heard endlessly.

Fireworks are colorful and firecrackers are red and festive. They both remove the old year and usher in the new year...

It was past midnight and everyone was feeling sleepy. The old general asked them to go back to their rooms.

On the road, the beautiful hands of the flowers were held by Ye Zelin's warm big hands. Under the dim candlelight, they looked like they had been peaceful for a long time.

Hua Fushu asked him, "Zelin, Fang Zaifeiyuan, do you blame me for lying to smooth things over?"