Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Well, if it happened only twice, old man, I wouldn't be so worried."

Grandpa Xu sighed for a long time, with a slightly weird expression on his sullen face, he changed his demeanor of chatting just now, and said falteringly: "calculate carefully, there will always be four or five times, of course, there are only two who died unfortunately, the rest The next three have some minor problems, the one last year was a fractured ankle, which was not a big deal at first, but it frightened the parents, and they refused to let their daughter marry and repeat the same mistakes."

"This……"

Yan Xiaye was stunned. Although she didn't know much about Feng Shui and numerology, it does sound weird that a person's luck is so unlucky.

But this is exactly in line with her previous speculation, and this is the real reason why the youngest of the Xu family has not been able to get married so far.

"Oh, did I say it too directly and scared you, girl?"

Grandpa Xu stroked his beard. He already had an eye for Yan Xiaye. Seeing that he was thinking about it and wanted to regret it, he immediately made a decision on the meeting: "Girl, don't be afraid, even I, an old man, don't really believe in those mysterious and mysterious fortune-telling, and you shouldn't think wildly when you are young, so let me arrange for you to meet with Jiang Chuan, and we will talk about it later if it works."

The corners of Yan Xiaye's lips twitched, hesitantly wanted to decline, but fearing that the old man Longyan would be furious, he pursed his lips in a dilemma.

Jiang Chuan... Xu Jiangchuan.

Just from the name, it is completely inclusive of all rivers and rivers, it is really hard to imagine that it is a disaster star who suppresses his wife.

"What, the girl can't trust me? Or are you worried that Jiang Chuan will restrain you when we meet?" The easy-going and kind smile was replaced by majesty, and the old man's turbid eyes stared at Yan Xia Ye. Get angry.

As the oldest elder of the Xu family, Grandpa Xu loves to protect his shortcomings most in his life.

Even if Xu Jiang Chuan Ke's wife's reputation was well known in the capital, he still couldn't stand a girl from a small family who dared to blatantly dislike the eldest grandson of his Xu family.

"You're worrying too much." Yan Xiaye's heart trembled, a faint smile appeared on the corners of her crimson lips, and she said softly, "I was just thinking about when and where we should meet. If outsiders see it, it may damage Young Master Xu's reputation."

"Well, you girl is very thoughtful." Hearing that Xia Ye didn't mean to refuse, Grandpa Xu nodded kindly, as if the old man who oppressed others had nothing to do with him at all, "Then why not just How about meeting at home? Don't worry, grandpa and I are very open-minded, and I won't hold any three-trial meeting. It's just you and Jiang Chuan, ah, at most his mother, who will meet in his study See you?"

Yan Xiaye sighed inwardly, and responded obediently on the surface: "It's all right, it's all up to your arrangement."

"That's right, she's a winky girl!" Grandpa Xu laughed heartily. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Bing coming back with a tea tray, and even praised him a few words: "Boy, you did a good job. I think Yan girl is a good girl." Alright, if Jiang Chuan has no objection, this matter will be settled like this, and the Longquan sword in my room will be yours."

"Thank you, old man!" Unexpectedly, things would go so smoothly, Xu Bing glanced at Yan Xia Ye with a look of surprise, leaned over and put the tray in his hand on the table, and asked politely: "If this is the case, the time is coming soon At noon, if Miss Yan has nothing else to do, why not stay at Xu's house for a light meal?"

Yan Xiaye couldn't wait to put oil on the soles of her feet, so she quickly wanted to politely decline.

However, Grandpa Xu hummed heavily, and said before her: "Is there anything more important than a lifelong event? That boy Jiang Chuan won't be able to come back in time, but it would be nice to let Yan Yantou meet my wife first. See what she thinks."

"You're right." Xu Bing was thinking about his prize in his heart, and flattered him wholeheartedly, completely ignoring Yan Xiaye's slightly embarrassed eyes, "I'll go to the kitchen to see how the lunch preparations are going, and then I'll call my wife over .”

"Go, go." Grandpa Xu waved his hand, personally greeted Yan Xiaye to eat and drink, and at the same time knocked on the chessboard on the stone table in front of him out of boredom, "That kid Jiang Chuan usually comes to play with me occasionally, These days he has something to do and he is not in the capital, and my chess skills are quite unfamiliar, if you know this, how about we play two games and wait for dinner?"

Taking a sip from her teacup, Yan Xiaye recalled the miscellaneous books she read when she was bored in prison, among which were many chess masters' endgames.

With some confidence in her heart, she put down her teacup and stretched out her hand, making a gesture of invitation: "Since you are interested, of course I am willing to accompany you. It's just that your chess skills are not good. Don't ruin your old elegance."

"Hey, play casually, don't care about winning or losing."

Grandpa Xu laughed like an old urchin, and played with the jade chess pieces with great interest, and half-jokingly said: "Winning or losing is one thing, but if the old man finds out that you, a clever little girl, deliberately let go of water, that's a big deal." That's another story."

Yan Xiaye smiled slightly, and made up her mind to kill the other party, so as to make the old man lose face and lower his favorability with her.

"Don't worry, I promise to do my best."

For the next half an hour, Yan Xiaye always maintained a light smile, his slender fingers complemented the jade-white chess pieces, and every step his subordinates took could make the old man's brows frowned, his expression solemn and full of murderous intent. , It shows that he is far less bearish on winning or losing than he said.

Quietly waiting for Grandpa Xu to drop his son, Yan Xiaye followed closely, leaving little time for the old man to react.

The effect of this is that the frequency of Grandpa Xu's beard groping gradually increased, as if he wanted to uproot the beard with great force, just like the situation of swords and swords on the chessboard at this moment, hesitation and anxiety were written all over his face.

Objectively speaking, Grandpa Xu is also proficient in chess, but this proficiency is limited to leisure time fun, and Yan Xiaye spends his days in prison, pointing at the importance of self-entertainment so as not to go crazy is not the same.

So, the old and the young unconsciously missed the lunch time.

It wasn't until Mrs. Xu came over in person in a daze, that she realized that the old man had met his opponent in chess and was so competitive that he completely forgot the time.

"Father, even if you don't want to eat yet, you still have to think about this little girl." After walking to the stone table, Mrs. Xu quietly paid attention to Yan Xia Ye's appearance, and expressed her apology with a gentle expression: " I'm sorry, Dad has been like this since he was young, he forgets time when he is happy."

Yan Xiaye looked up, and what came into view was a middle-aged woman with gentle features and eyes, wearing a long gray cheongsam, she didn't want to paint like Shen Aili, and she didn't like Aunt Zijuan's jewelry.

As far as the attire is concerned, the other party's attire is in line with Yan Xiaye's expectations for female elders, but not in line with the noble status of Mrs. Xu's family.

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry at all."

After a short conversation, the two looked at Grandpa Xu who was still thinking hard.

However, the latter stared at the chessboard with wide-eyed tiger eyes, not only did not mean to answer, but also seemed to have not heard what they said at all.

"Looking at it like this, Dad has to think about it for a while."

Shaking her head dumbfounded, Mrs. Xu sat down on the empty stone bench, "I'm his old man's daughter-in-law, if you don't mind the little girl, just call me Aunt Xu."

"Aunt Xu, I'm Yan Xiaye." After asking kindly, Yan Xiaye naturally introduced her intentions and weaknesses, hoping to be hated by Mrs. Xu, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. It was a few years ago, if Uncle Xu didn't value me this time, given my background, I definitely wouldn't have had the opportunity to visit."

"So, Ms. Yan is also one of the blind dates that Dad arranged for Jiang Chuan?" Mrs. Xu smiled helplessly, and handed a lychee to Yan Xia Ye, "You have heard about Jiang Chuan's situation. ?”

Yan Xiaye was flattered, took the lychee with both hands, and said in a soft voice: "I only heard some unfounded rumors."

"It really makes Auntie happy that you can think so." Mrs. Xu hesitated to speak, and after a few minutes of contemplation she said, "Actually, Auntie doesn't believe that, but some things are indeed coincidences." It's amazing, if you're scared, you don't have to force yourself."

In this case, even if Yan Xia Ye really wanted to refuse directly, he couldn't insist on picking such a bad reason.

With a heavy heart, she put the lychee into her mouth, and she forced a smile to deal with it: "I don't know what others think. Personally, I don't believe in things like fate and horoscope."

"Well, well said!" Grandpa Xu held his breath for a long time, and finally admitted that he had lost completely. When he came back to his senses, he heard Yan Xiaye's speech indifferently. He slapped the table and said happily: "Daughter-in-law, what do you think of this little girl?"

Mrs. Xu's first impression of Yan Xiaye was very good, she immediately nodded and said, "It's really good, if only Jiang Chuan likes it too."

Grandpa Xu breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hands and began to chase people away: "That's enough, you go to the restaurant to eat and chat first, I still have some chess skills and I can't figure it out, I'll go later."

"Dad, your stomach is not good. You can study chess moves at any time. Let's eat lunch first." Mrs. Xu can't really leave like this. You have to take medicine after dinner, you forgot what it feels like to have a stomachache."

"No, no, I have to figure it out before going to eat, otherwise I won't have an appetite."

Grandpa Xu stared at the chessboard stubbornly, his status as an elder was suppressed, and Mrs. Xu frowned in embarrassment, and it was difficult to say something.