I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

This kid needs a lot of practice!

Let him come to the house to practice martial arts tomorrow, they must have someone who inherits the marksmanship of the Xie family.

Xie Guogong had a cold and hard face, and a pair of eagle eyes scanned Pei Shu, as if standing in front of his former son Xie Heng, and made high demands on the person in front of him.

Seeing Pei Shu's grandfather's expression, Xue Qingling couldn't hold back. Could it be that the other party is dissatisfied with the grandson of Dr. Pei?

It shouldn't be, his little Doctor Pei is cute.

There was a bit of worry in Xue Qingling's eyes. His grandfather seemed to be much more difficult to deal with than the imperial grandmother. He looked at Princess An's face and received a "relieved" expression from Princess An.

Princess An knows that her father is very face-saving, and rarely reveals her true feelings in front of her children. Just now, she saw her grandson's eyes were red, and it took a long time to suppress the heat in her eyes , in front of everyone at this time, it is inevitable that some embarrassment will turn into anger.

How could I not like my grandson who I have been looking forward to for so long.

It must be secretly happy in my heart, maybe I will go to the next door to show off later.

"Yeah..."

Little Pei, who was held in the arms of the nanny, grinned and yelled cheerfully. Xie Guogong raised his thick eyebrows, and a pair of particularly sharp eyes fixed on the little chubby who was curled up in the nanny's arms.

"This is Shu'er's son, Pei Zhen, whose nickname is Zhenzhen."

"Really, dear."

As soon as he heard his grandma call him Zhenzhen or something, Xiao Pangdun didn't react for a while, because Pei Shu and Xue Qingling mostly called him little fat man, fat son, fat pier, little Pei, etc. He said to his name, Instead, there was no response.

"Ahhh?"

Xie Guogong strode forward and took the sturdy little guy from the nurse's arms. Little Pei was hugged by another person. He seemed to have nothing to fear. He tilted his little head, and his big black eyes caught sight of Pei in the crowd. The figures of Shu and Xue Qingling.

Xie Guogong didn't know how many years he hadn't held a child. The last time he held a child was when Li Danyao was young, but now he holds this little guy in his arms full of milk fragrance, fragrant and soft. The voice softened.

The corners of the mouth always pressed down on both sides, and finally he could no longer maintain his stern and hard face. The corners of Xie Guogong's mouth twitched, and it took all his strength to forcefully suppress the disobedient upward corners of his mouth.

"This child is so good-looking!" As expected of his great-grandson.

Although this chubby little guy, with his baby cheeks and fat face, looks very much like his grandson who has just been picky about his appearance, Xie Guogong suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his vision when he was young. The young man is also very attractive.

"It's really cute."

Little Pei drooled in response, kicked his limp calf in Xie Guogong's arms, stretched out his arms, and scratched in Pei Shu's direction with his little paws, saying "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" in his mouth, meaning I just want my daddy to hug me.

Pei Shu and Xue Qingling walked up to little Pei, squeezed the little guy's fingers, but didn't hug him, and couldn't snatch the child from grandpa's hand.

It's very rare for an old man to see a child.

Little Fatty needs to spend more time with his elders.

Stayed at the Duke's mansion at noon, the family had a reunion dinner, Wang An hurried left and right to finish the official business, caught up with this reunion dinner, and always treated him like a father-in-law who had noses instead of eyes. Once, he just hummed to him a few times, and didn't say anything critical.

Xie Guogong is now full of empathy for his son-in-law. After all, the son-in-law of the other party, like him, does not have "a little bit" like himself.

Pitiful!

Xie Guogong gloated in his heart.

But when the banquet started later, the little joy in Xie Guogong's heart disappeared. The son-in-law is an unyielding idiot. Xie Guogong knows the nature of this idiot, and he has already prepared enough food and wine. Who knows...

He, he, he... His grandson, who looked so weak on the surface, was actually a big rice bucket, one bowl, two bowls... the food on the table was almost gone, this, this, this... Was this really eaten by the other party?

Why can this child maintain such a thin and tall figure after eating so much?

Xie Guogong blinked his eyes in a daze, thinking back to his child Xie Heng back then, is Xie Heng so edible?How can it be?Their Xie family members are not idiots, his weak son eats much less than ordinary soldiers, for this reason Xie Guogong always talks about him.

just now……

His handsome grandson can eat too much... How much food did he eat?Not only can it be eaten, but it is also very large. After a few glasses of strong wine, the face does not change at all. It is even better than the soldiers in the camp.

The old Xie Guogong looked at the other father and son eating in a daze. Generally speaking, compared with his father, his grandson ate more elegantly and beautifully, although he also ate more than his father.

Xie Guogong: "..."

It seems that the grandson still looks a little like his father.

After a while, Xie Guogong paid attention to what little Pei, who was said to be less than one year old, was eating, and he had already heard the story of the other party's six wet nurses...

Xie Guogong's face was numb.

Others are a three Jinshi.

His son-in-law's family is a family of three losers?

This... this is too strong.

At this point, he still lost to his son-in-law.

Xie Guogong grudgingly smiled and pressed his finger on the chubby little face of Xiaopangdun, "This kid can really eat."

After Xiaopangdun finished eating the supplementary food, there was also a small toothbrush biscuit. Pei Shu held the child in his arms, and played with Xue Qingling together.

Xie Guogong played chess with King An under the tree. The two husbands and sons-in-law had a common hobby of playing chess. Back then, Xie Guogong was much better at chess than King An. At the beginning, he said that if he wanted to marry his daughter, he had to beat him in chess.

Wang An, a stinky chess player, practiced his chess skills hard, and finally had a shit luck and won Xie Guogong.

Ever since he won this time, before getting married, An Wang just persevered and did not play chess with Xie Guogong again.

No matter how Xie Guogong persuaded him, he was unmoved.

He was afraid that after he lost, Xie Guogong would turn his back on him.

He can be lucky once, but he may not have a second chance to be lucky.

After finally getting married, King An started playing chess with Xie Guogong again. Even the married King An was still the smelly chess basket. King An played chess with his father-in-law, losing more and winning less.

Xie Guogong thought to himself that he is now in the capital and has nothing to do every day, practicing chess hard. This time, he will definitely kill the Quartet and kill King An to the point of losing his armor.

Who knew that this time, halfway through the chess game, Xie Guogong found that his unlucky son-in-law seemed to have improved a lot in chess.

Xie Guogong looked at his son-in-law suspiciously.

On the other hand, Wang An was very excited, and he didn't know why, maybe his father-in-law was old and neglected to practice chess, and it seemed that his level of chess had dropped a lot.

Could it be that the son-in-law is pleasing to the eye today, so you deliberately let him more?

Father-in-law, let's make a deal.

The first game has been scored.

It was Wang An who won.

Xie Guogong almost crushed the chess piece in his hand, this guy must be shit luck!Shit luck!Winning in a daze.

After winning a game, Wang An accepted it as soon as he saw it was good, "Father, we won't play any more."

"How can I do that! You sit for me! Let's do it again." Xie Guogong had to win the opponent today.

An Wang is also a chess fan, so he is willing to accompany him when he plays chess.

Xue Qingling pulled out the small teething biscuit from the fat son's hand, touched another small teething biscuit by herself, smacked it and ate it, and fed one to Pei Shu by the way.

These small biscuits are hard, chewy and crispy, and have an excellent taste.

The milk-flavored teething biscuits for his son were made by himself. According to Pei Shu's suggestion, they were made into long strips. They were hard and full of milk flavor. Little Pei liked to try to use two small biscuits in his mouth. White Fang gritted slowly.

Little Pei was quite satisfied with sucking the biscuits slowly, but when he heard the sound of the two daddies eating the biscuits next to his ears, he felt envious for a while.

He can't bite this hard thing, so angry.

Little Pei gave up eating molar sticks and chose to forcefully stuff his own fingers. He thinks soft fingers are more delicious.

After Pei Shu found out that his son wanted to eat his fingers, he held his little wrist and fed back the small teething biscuits again.

Little Pei had no choice but to continue nibbling on the biscuits aggrieved.

The biscuits made by Qingling's father are quite delicious.

After teasing the fat son, Xue Qingling turned around and found that Wang An and Xie Guogong were still playing chess. He turned his head to look at Pei Shu who was on the side, thinking that this family really loves to play chess.

Shopkeeper Xue patted his chest belatedly. Fortunately, under the guidance of Dr. Pei, his chess skills have become more and more sophisticated. If his grandpa randomly checks his chess skills, his poor performance will definitely embarrass his little Dr. Pei.

"Hey, this king won again?" Wang An looked at the chess game in surprise, and it turned out that he won again.

An Wang's heart was moved to tears, who knew the pain on his way to Beijing, in front of his terrible son, he kept losing and losing, a real man is not afraid of losing in chess.

King An felt extremely remorseful, even though he had told Pei Shu to death at the beginning, so that Pei Shu must not release water on him, this sentence made King An regret it so much that he couldn't sleep or eat.

He also really wanted to be released, he wanted to win his son.

It’s just that for a real man, what he says is like water that is poured out, and it’s hard to get over it (the real reason is that the princess is supervising it), otherwise he would have already cheated and let his son win for him.

In front of his clever princess, no tricks can be displayed.

After losing for a long time, Wang An almost forgot what it feels like to win.

Now, he actually beat his father-in-law.

"How is it possible?" Xie Guogong looked at the chessboard in shock and exclaimed, "I made a mistake."

King An: "..."

This tone sounds a bit like a daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law Xue Qingling has the feat of regretting twenty sons in a row.

Wang An, who had already won once, waved his hand, and said calmly on the surface but in his heart: "It's okay, Dad, you play again."

Xie Guogong: "..." How can a man regret a game.

"Let's have another game."

The proud King An is willing to accompany him.

After playing another game, Wang An won again as expected.

Xie Guogong pointed at him with trembling hands, and reprimanded him angrily: "Could it be that you have been in the fief all these years, not doing business all day long, thinking about studying chess every day?"

Otherwise, how could a prince who is busy with government affairs be better at chess than an old man who has nothing to do?