The male gods are vying to be my father

Tang Xiaoyun communicated with people at the gate.

But Rong Zhi's car window was knocked suddenly.

Rong Zhi hurriedly lowered the car window.

Standing outside the car window was an old man in his seventies. He was wearing a black padded jacket. Because of his thin body, he didn't look bloated, but had a bit of fairy air on the contrary.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, poked his head over, and asked, "Xiaoyun, why did you park the car here? The car broke down?"

Rong Zhi stretched his neck a little longer, and the old man saw clearly that it was not Tang Xiaoyun who was sitting in the car.

"Are you Xiaoyun's friend?"

Rong Zhi nodded obediently: "Yes."

While speaking, Tang Xiaoyun had already returned.

"Grandpa Tan?" Tang Xiaoyun was startled when he saw the figure beside the car.

"Does Xiaoyun bring friends home for dinner?" Grandpa Tan asked.

"Correct."

"Why don't you come to our house to eat today, your aunt Yuan cooked a lot of dishes..." Grandpa Tan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile.

Tang Xiaoyun was about to refuse, but turned around to look inside the car——

Rong Zhi was pawing at the car window, resting his slender and white fingers on it, looking at Grandpa Tan with bright eyes.Obviously, he was attracted by the phrase "burned a lot of dishes".

Tang Xiaoyun immediately let go, and responded: "Okay, but I have to bring friends..."

"Okay." The old man laughed again, "I just like entertaining you kids."

child?

Rong Zhi blinked, and looked down at himself.

He is nearly 1.8 meters, and there may be a possibility of continuing to grow up in the future.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a child.

This Tang Xiaoyun has already opened the car door: "Rong Zhi, get out of the car."

Rong Zhi grunted and got out: "What about the car?"

"Someone will come and take it away later."

Rong Zhi nodded and didn't worry about it anymore.

Grandpa Tan turned around and walked ahead to lead the way.

The old man looked quite young, but his legs and feet were very agile. He walked like flying, and led them into a small yard in a blink of an eye.The small yard is well maintained. There is a vegetable garden in the southeast corner, and dozens of potted flowers are placed in the southwest corner, including pink and white vine roses, black chrysanthemums with reverse curls, and light red double-petalled camellias...

It is very similar to the scene behind the small building where grandpa and grandma lived.

Rong Zhi couldn't help feeling a sense of intimacy.

Grandpa Tan turned his head and waved at them: "Come, come in."

At this time, Tang Xiaoyun clung to Rong Zhi's ear and whispered, "That's Uncle Tan's father. You can call him Grandpa Tan together."

Rong Zhi hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Waiting to enter the door.

A gust of warm air wrapped in a sweet fragrance hits the face.

There was an old lady with silver hair on the sofa. She slowly raised her head, revealing her aging but still iconic facial features.The old lady's pupils are light, and her facial features are profound. Compared with Grandpa Tan, her facial features are more upright and majestic, and even more majestic. When you look at her at first glance, you will have a cold and sharp feeling in her eyes.

She also looked very much of Russian descent.

"Xiaoyun is here?" the old lady said.

Tang Xiaoyun nodded quickly, and said to Rong Zhi, "That's Grandma Tan."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xiaoyun brought Rong Zhi over and introduced Rong Zhi to Grandma Tan.

Grandma Tan glanced at Rong Zhi, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Xiao Yun's friend is very pretty."

Grandpa Tan nodded with his chin on the side: "Yes, yes, yes, Peugeot."

As the object of scrutiny, Rong Zhi was not nervous at all.

He smiled slightly, his cheeks full of sweet and soft taste.

Tang Xiaoyun was worried that Rong Zhi would be nervous, but when he turned his head, he saw Rong Zhi smiling.

It almost melts my heart.

Tang Xiaoyun took a low breath, turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen and asked, "Is Aunt Yuan still busy?"

"Here we come." There was a reply from the kitchen, and then a middle-aged woman came out with dishes.

It looks like a character like the nanny of the Tan family.

The dishes are on the table.

Rong Zhi took a look.

Boiled fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, red stewed sixties, crab roe and vermicelli stew, white water sheep's head, burnt rings, hawthorn cheese...

Rong Zhi unconsciously licked his lips.

It's all his favorite food.

Grandpa Tan helped Grandma Tan first, and the two walked to the table.

Only then did Rong Zhi catch a glimpse that Grandma Tan seemed to have some problems with her right leg, walking with a slight limp, but this did not damage Grandma Tan's aura.

After they were seated first, Grandpa Tan called Tang Xiaoyun to sit down.

Aunt Yuan is very good at cooking, and the dishes cooked by Jiao Fei are more authentic and moderately salty.

Rong Zhi just took a bite of the boiled fish, the fresh and tender fish, with a spicy taste, went straight into his nose and taste buds.

too delicious!

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

Under the light, his expression looked a little drunk.

Grandpa Tan swept his face, and couldn't help muttering to himself, oh, this kid is so pretty and well-behaved.

Watching him eat is also very appetizing.

Grandpa Tan suddenly asked: "Do children also like boiled fish?"

Rong Zhi nodded, his tone became more serious: "It's very delicious."

Aunt Yuan smiled broadly.

There are often only two elderly people in the Tan family, and Aunt Yuan is very skilled, so she has very limited room to develop.It's rare to hear such strong praise from people, how can there be any reason to be unhappy?

Grandpa Tan smiled, and said: "Your Uncle Tan also likes to eat this, I made it today and waited for him to come back, but something happened..." As he spoke, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Then eat more." Grandma Tan said suddenly, her voice was a bit majestic, but her words were gentle.

"Okay." Rong Zhi replied in a low voice.

This meal took over half an hour.

The old man has little appetite and doesn't eat much.

Almost all the food in the back went into Rong Zhi's stomach, while Grandpa Tan and Aunt Yuan on the opposite side watched him eat with smiles, as if watching him eat was a kind of enjoyment.

After the meal, Grandpa Tan seemed extremely happy.

He asked aloud: "Can children play chess? Let's go play chess."

Rong Zhi turned to look at Tang Xiaoyun.

Tang Xiaoyun was a little helpless: "I won't go down." After speaking, he looked at Grandpa Tan again: "Did Uncle Tan accompany you to go down?"

Grandpa Tan blew on his beard: "Don't play with him, don't play with him."

Obviously always lost in the hands of the son.

Rong Zhi had no choice but to raise his little hand: "I can play, but...it's been a long time since I played, and I can't remember some rules clearly."

"It's okay, it's okay." Grandpa Tan narrowed his eyes again with a smile: "I'll tell you, I'll teach you."

Rong Zhi nodded with a smile.

These two looked like the big bad wolf cheating the little sheep.

Aunt Yuan set out the chessboard.

Grandma Tan held a book with a white cover and sat beside her, reading a book and watching them play chess.

Rong Zhi really couldn't remember the rules.

Grandpa Tan explained it to him in detail, but it is inevitable that there is a common problem of the elderly when speaking, that is, a sentence is always broken into two or three sentences, which seems somewhat rambling.

But Rong Zhi has long been used to this kind of pattern, Grandpa Tan's nagging level is not as good as one-fifth of his grandfather's.

So Rong Zhi's face was still obedient, and after listening carefully, he said: "Thank you, Grandpa Tan, I will remember it."

Grandpa Tan happily pushed Bai Zi to Rong Zhi, and said: "Bai Bai is clean, just like you, hey."

Rong Zhi smiled again, and slapped the white piece on the chessboard.

Grandpa Tan happily photographed Heizi, immersed in the joy of slaughtering the novice.

Ten minutes passed.

Grandpa Tan stared at the chessboard and did not move.

Grandma Tan glanced up and said coolly: "Get off quickly, don't make people wait."

Grandpa Tan had no choice but to make a decisive decision and put down another sunspot.

Tang Xiaoyun was fascinated by watching from the side.

He witnessed that Rong Zhi changed from a jerky chess style to a smooth one in just 10 minutes.

There really is such a genius!

In such a short period of time, he quickly learned the knowledge of Go and made flexible modifications.

By the time the game of chess was over, Grandpa Tan was already sweating profusely.

"...lost." Grandpa Tan said wearily.

Rong Zhi picked his fingertips embarrassedly: "Then, shall we do it again?"

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming." Grandpa Tan stared at the chessboard for a while: "Play chess with your Uncle Tan in the same way, rush forward, and leave no retreat for the other party, nor leave a retreat for yourself." His rhythm was completely disrupted.

"The kid is amazing." Grandpa Tan sighed.

After he finished sighing, Aunt Yuan brought over a cup of fruit tea and another cup of milk.

The fruit tea is for Grandpa Tan, and the milk is for Rong Zhi.

Aunt Yuan rubbed her hands: "Does Xiao Rong drink milk?"

"Drink." Rong Zhi responded, picked up the milk cup and brought it to his mouth.

At this time, footsteps came from the door.

"Dad, Mom." The door was pushed open, and a tall man walked in. His figure almost filled the door frame.

"Tang Xiaoyun?" The man walked closer, and under the light, his handsome and profound facial features were exposed to people's sight.

That is Tan Guokai.

Every time they meet, they are particularly impressed by the other person's appearance, so Rong Zhi clearly remembers who he is.

"Playing chess again?" The man's eyes fell on the chessboard, and then swept to Rong Zhi beside him.

At this glance, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Rong Zhi is still holding the milk right now.

Although he doesn't know why people always like to feed him milk, but Rong Zhi thinks it's quite delicious.

But with Tan Guokai in front of him, Rong Zhi resisted the desire to bury his head in a mouthful.

"Rong Zhi?" A look of surprise flashed across Tan Guokai's eyes.

He didn't expect Tang Xiaoyun to bring people to Tan's house.

Perhaps because he was standing and the other party was sitting curled up in a small ball, Tan Guokai felt that Rong Zhi looked like a ball of rabbits at the moment.

Poor and helpless.

Tan Guokai couldn't help but speak out, and he spoke righteously: "Dad, it's not good to bully children."

Grandpa Tan raised his chest: "I lost!"

Tan Guokai: "..."

So what are you proud of?

Tan Guokai lowered his head and glanced at the chessboard again, only then did he see clearly that, indeed, the sunspots had been cornered by the whites.

Taking another cursory glance at Bai Zi's chess moves, Tan Guokai felt a little different in his heart.

Suddenly, I knew that this kid not only knew how to act, but also could use those eyes to capture the attention of others. Not only was he well-behaved and courteous, but he was even smarter and possessed other talents.

It was as if a new door had suddenly opened.

There are brilliant colors outside the door.

People unconsciously want to get a closer look.