On the autumn day, the western sun is sinking and the wind is also dyed cool.

When the car arrived at the toll station, Fu Huan woke up quietly. At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun had already poured into the car window. She was wearing Fu Qinyuan's suit jacket, "Have you arrived?"

"Well, there are more than twenty minutes left."

Fu Huan straightened his body, leaned on him to play with his cell phone for a while, and then he didn't tidy up his clothes and prepare to get off the car.

Song Jingren had some money on him and bought a small yard with an old man named Chen.

The location was in the suburbs, which was quite cheap at that time. House prices soared over the years. Just investing in this small yard, he also made hundreds of thousands of dollars and lived a very comfortable life.

Both of them had no relatives around them, and they shared the same place and had some care. Otherwise, if something happened one day, no one would know.

The yard door was open, and listening to the sound of cars, Song Jingren had already walked out of the house and laughed from ear to ear.

He was sentenced to prison before, but his back could not be straightened, and he was a little hunched, but his energy was very strong.

"Grandpa." Fu Huan jumped out of the car first.

"Here, I'm very tired all the way." He said, and helped to carry some things into the house. In the Sihe yard, there were two towering ginkgo trees in the middle, and many potted plants were planted on the side, all of which were from Grandpa Chen next door.

"It's okay, I'm not tired!" Fu Huan said with a smile.

Fu Qinyuan sneered, you must not be tired, he is responsible for driving, while someone slept for several hours.

"Grandpa Chen is not at home?" Fu Huan looked at the locked door opposite.

"His grandson has come over and taken him out for dinner. I originally asked me to go with me. Shouldn't I wait for you here?"

"It's just him who praises God's grandson?" Fu Huan was shocked. The old man liked to show off his children. Song Jingren has been very low-key these years, and he doesn't mention Song Fengwan or Fu Chen at all.

Things about the Song family are all old things in Yuncheng for more than 20 years, so no one can remember them.

Now let me say to the outside world, Song Jingren, Yuncheng is probably no one knows.

So the other person only knows that he divorced his wife and his daughter belonged to his ex-wife, so he doesn't have much contact and people don't keep asking about such private matters. So after living together for so long, the other person doesn't know what Song Jingren is doing.

This family lives abroad and returned to China for retirement a few years ago. They are not familiar with the country. Grandpa Chen’s wife passed away and fell down at home. Someone came to check the liquefied gas and found it, otherwise...

So the two of them live together, and both families are quite satisfied. They can be a companion and help even if something happens.

When they first bought a house together, Song Jingren told them that he had a criminal record. He hesitated for a long time and was inevitably biased.

If the other party knows it in the future, he may have more ideas.

Later, the old man in this family made the decision to make this matter by himself. He lived together for so many years and got along well.

...

"I have never seen anyone praise his grandson like that." Fu Huan just doesn't like the appearance of Grandpa Chen praising his grandson.

"Some years ago, someone wanted to ask my mother to introduce her to my cousin's daughter, but she praised her so much that she was full of sensation. As a result, she looked acne-like and was not as tall as me."

"I guess his grandson is the same."

Maybe it's still awkward.

It’s just that my grandson comes with his own beauty filter, which is good for everything.

Song Jingren smiled and said, "I have seen it. The young man is good. You see, all of them are given by him." He pointed to some foreign-language nutritional products on the table.

"Better than my brother?" Fu Huan snorted coldly.

"Of course, Qin Yuan is better." Song Jingren was helpless, why was he more serious? "Put down everything and take you out to eat."

"Um."

The two of them had a random meal in the service area at noon, and Fu Huan was already hungry.

...

The three of them had dinner and walked around. Grandpa Chen across the street had not come back yet, and Fu Huan took a shower and went back to the room first. He was fighting with Duan Yinuo in the group.

In Sihe Small Courtyard, each room has windows and you can see outside, but it was very late at this time, with only a little dim light, so you can't see what the person entering the door looks like.

Fu Huan lay on the edge of the bed and looked at it.

He seems quite tall.

"...This must be the grandson of the old Song family." Grandpa Chen's voice was vicissitudes, his smile was stained with a good mood.

Fu Qinyuan went to the supermarket outside to buy some mosquito repellent liquid. There were still a lot of mosquitoes here. On the way back, he saw another car parked at the door.

The off-road vehicle has a much higher body than his. The car is very valuable and well maintained. It has been modified and is awesome, right next to his.

His car next to him seemed...

A little petite and delicate!

Grandpa Chen, this grandson, is probably a very ostentatious person.

After he went back to the house and handed the mosquito repellent liquid to Fu Huan, he followed Song Jingren to sit in the house for a while.

"You have to change your clothes, so don't go. Just say hello tomorrow morning." Fu Qinyuan saw that Fu Huan was already wearing pajamas, and there was a young man in his early twenties opposite him, and always felt that his sister would be taken advantage of.

"Then you go and come back and tell me who is living opposite me! Is he the most beautiful man in the world?"

Fu Huanzheng and Duan Yinuo were so excited that they didn't want to go out.

And there are too many mosquitoes at this time.

Fu Qinyuan smiled helplessly, and took the gift and went to the next door with Song Jingren.

...

Fu Huan could vaguely laugh at each other, but she just gave her a gift, which was too long to delay. She had even watched two episodes of the TV series.

At around ten o'clock, Fu Qinyuan and Song Jingren came back. Fu Huan immediately jumped out of bed and ran out with his slippers.

"How is that person? Is that person quite good..." Fu Huan looked excited.

"I'll go take a shower." Fu Qinyuan's face was not very good.

"What's wrong?" Fu Huan looked at her elder brother's face and was a little confused.

When she was inside the house, she heard laughter from the other side. The atmosphere should be quite good, so why did she have a dark face?

After Fu Qinyuan left, she pressed her voice and asked Song Jingren, "Grandpa, what's wrong with my brother?"

"Your brother, he lost the game with others, so he feels embarrassed."

"Um?"

Fu Huan is stupid, will his brother lose?

"I played Go with someone, and I competed for three games, all..." Song Jingren coughed, and also suppressed his voice. This kind of small courtyard has no sound insulation and his voice is louder. He can hear it on the other side, "The boy from the Chen family is also arrogant. I don't know how to put some water. Your brother lost a bit miserable."

"Go?" Fu Huan frowned, "My brother is not good at this."

Being able to play is the level of entertainment.

"The one on the other side is a professional player, how can I compare?"

Fu Huan laughed, "That's it."

She could even imagine how ugly her elder brother looked at that time, and she couldn't hold it in, so she laughed out loud.

His brother is today?

Fu Qinyuan could hear someone's unrestrained laughter in the bathroom. This girl was afraid she deserved a beating.

The main reason is that he said he was playing two games at the beginning, but he came up and asked, "Do you know the rules of Go?"

Fu Qin was not very good at playing this, after all, he didn't have the so-called golden finger in the novel, he knew everything, and he had good chess skills and average Go.

He didn't know what the person on the other side was at that time, and his fun mentality was.

The result is...

Losing tragically.

After he won, he commented, "I'm so sorry, I think the greatest respect for my opponent is to do my best."

"Although you have a weak foundation, you are the person I have ever seen to make the most progress in three games. Every game has progress. You are not arbitrary in playing chess, but you have your own way to figure out every step."

Fu Qinyuan was dissatisfied when he heard this.

Could it be that he thought he was playing chess without brains?

But he immediately said: "It's great to be able to do this with me."

When Fu Huan heard Song Jingren's retelling, he was almost laughing crazy. Was his brother criticized?

Finally, someone was hurt.

Let him show off, what is this called... Feng Shui is changing.

It's just a kick.

"I used to know that he could play Go. Grandpa Chen said how powerful he was. I thought he was boasting. Today I realized that he was a professional and very powerful!" Song Jingren kept praising.

"How can you win by using your own shortcomings to attack others' strengths?"

"Actually, it's nothing to lose? It's not embarrassing." Song Jingren smiled.
To be continued...