The two old n’s competitive spirits had flared up, leaving everyone else not sure whether to laugh or cry.
They say having an elder in the family is like having a treasure, and now these two old rascals are at it together! Sheesh, how could they not make a racket?
As her crystal-like dark eyes flickered, Ning Xixi hugged Grandpa Ji’s arm and shook it, "Grandpa, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs..."
Grandpa Ji’s face lit up with joy in a second, "Of course! Grandpa will make them for you!"
"Grandpa, don’t tire yourself out. You should go sit and rest. Your cooking is so good, if I get used to eating your food, won’t our family’s cooks be out of a job?"
Her soft and sweet words had Grandpa Ji beaming with joy, the epito of contentnt.
But Grandpa Song was not pleased, his thick brows furrowing.
Did Xixi dislike him, her grandpa?
Ning Xixi seed to guess what was on his mind, "Grandpa, I know I’m wrong. Next weekend, I’ll definitely co to see you! By the way, Grandpa, I heard you play chess really well. I haven’t played against Grandpa Ji last ti, do you want to take revenge for ?"
Grandpa Song imdiately straightened his back, "Sweetheart! Grandpa will definitely defeat him for you, leaving no piece unturned!"
"Hmph! That’s big talk; it’s not yet decided who will defeat whom!" Grandpa Ji snorted coldly.
Mom Ji hurriedly instructed the servants to bring over the chessboard, and the two old masters exchanged glances, both seeming as if they were looking down their noses at each other.
Each taking black and white, the two old gentlen comnced their fierce battle on the chessboard.
Seeing how Ning Xixi had defused the old n’s quarrel, others couldn’t help but look at her with admiration.
Ji Yebai tousled the little girl’s hair, "Who would’ve thought you were so good at cajoling."
"I have a lot more tricks up my sleeve~"
"Oh, getting a bit cocky after one complint?"
Ning Xixi pulled a face at him, then rested her little head on his shoulder, their sweet interaction filling the room with a romantic air.
On the chessboard, the battle was in full swing, with Grandpa Song slightly at a disadvantage. He therefore employed his expertise in psychological tactics, "Old Ji, about what we talked about last ti, letting your grandson marry into our Song Family, what do you think?"
Grandpa Ji chuckled, "Sure, sure, what do you think would be a good ti for the wedding? Shall we choose an auspicious date?"
Grandpa Song’s hand holding the chess piece trembled, almost dropping the piece on the board.
This crafty old fox!
Ji Yebai brought his hand to his forehead, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? Marrying off?"
I’m a man, okay! A man!
Is it so natural to use the word "marry off"?
"I have no objections, and neither do your parents; do you dare have any? If you do, hold it in!" Grandpa Ji bellowed, then turned to Ning Xixi with a smile, "In the future, a son married out is like water thrown out. Yebai will be with you in the Song Family. If he does wrong, you can deal with him as you see fit. Let him work hard to make money and support the family, do the shopping, cook the als. If he doesn’t take good care of you, your uncles from your other uncle’s and aunt’s families are all waiting with their washing boards for Yebai to kneel and scrub slowly on!"
Ji Yebai felt like spitting blood!
Are human rights non-existent?!
Ning Xixi pursed her lips, smiling with curved eyes.
"Grandpa, I won’t bully him!"
"I didn’t say you can’t bully him. As long as you’re happy, however you want to bully him is fine. After all, when he cos back to his mother’s ho, nobody will side with him!"
"Hahaha!" Grandpa Song laughed heartily, satisfied, "Good one, Old Ji! Today’s ga, I admit defeat!"
What he wanted was not necessarily to compete with Old Master Ji, but rather the attitude of the Ji Family.
Now, he was very clear about it.
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