Xiao's mother did not ask about Bai Zi what she saw that day.

I was not too surprised to see Xiao Xiao playing chess under the white plum tree again.

As she saw the same scene more often, she gradually became a little accustomed to it.

......

However, after watching it a few times, Grandpa Xiao finally couldn't help but replace his grandson, and started fighting with the other party.

At the beginning, Grandpa Xiao would call Xiao Xiao every time and ask him to ask the other party if he wanted to play chess.

Later, Grandpa Xiao sat directly in the seat and saw the lid of the chess jar flying to the stone table, and he knew that the other party had plans to come.

......

The frog magic chess skill is superb, and Grandpa Xiao is having a lot of fun playing it.

However, Xiao Xiao was worried that the old man would suffer from cold after staying outside for a long time, so he suggested taking the chessboard into the house and letting them play chess in the house.

But Grandpa Xiao refused.

The old man said that he likes to play chess while playing white plum trees, which is very artistic.

The old man's words made Xiao Xiao laugh and cry.

But the old man's stubbornness also made him helpless.

Grandma Xiao frowned, looking dissatisfied, "Artistic?"

"What's the pretentious thing about you old man?"

"Is the artistic conception important or your body important?"

"Do you think you are Xiaoxiao? You are young and have a good health, and are not afraid of the cold."

"When the time comes, I'll see how you can play chess?"

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Chapter completed!