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    Naturally, what happened in Feng Zhiwan would not affect the country.

    In the nursing home, Feng Lanyan had already rolled up his cuffs and started cooking for Shi Yao and grandpa.

    The place where Mr. Feng lives is naturally complete. The big place is no different from the big apartment outside.

    For the convenience of the elderly, the facilities here are all the most advanced.

    The ingredients are also well prepared, and they are all fresh ingredients delivered from all over the place.

    After all, if you can afford to live in such a nursing home, what you want is all-round enjoyment.

    Feng Lanyan didn't ask others to help, Shi Yao also gave Feng Lanyan a few green onions to show off when he was busy.

    Feng Lanyan sneered: "The sun really came out from the west."

    Shi Yao opened her eyes 'simple and innocent': "What do you mean by that, didn't I help you when you usually cook?"

    Feng Lanyan: "If there are some vegetables that can be eaten directly, I am ready to be eaten by you. If you want to help me, you have indeed helped me a lot."

    Time Medicine: ""

    She was a little embarrassed, and seeing that she really couldn't help, she went to find the old man.

    The old man didn't stay in the room after scolding Feng Zhiwan angrily after the phone call just now. It is said that he went to find an old friend.

    Under the guidance of the bodyguard, Shi Yao found the old man.

    The other party was playing chess with an old man in a nursing home.

    When Shiyao passed by, he happened to hear the other party say: "Your grandson brought his granddaughter-in-law to see you. If you don't stay there, why are you still in the mood to come out?"

    Old Master Feng seemed to be complaining, but he showed off: "Hey, my grandson insists on cooking for me. I'm not used to the smell of kitchen fumes, so I came out first."

    As soon as I finished speaking, the medicine came when I saw it.

    The two old people just smiled when they saw Shiyao.

    They are playing Go.

    This thing can hit the mark of time medicine.

    All masters of the great country are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

    Shiyao's Go can't be said to be invincible in the world, at least he has never lost.

    Now watching the two old men play chess, it is almost like watching kindergarten students doing arithmetic.

    Old man Feng is okay, his chess skills are barely good, and the other old man is simply called a stinky chess basket, and every move is in a place that Shi Yao did not expect.

    Shi Yao, who originally planned to watch with his hands behind his back, couldn't take it anymore, and pointed at the other party: "You go here!"

    The old man looked at Shiyao and smiled: "Hey, you little girl still knows how to play Go?"

    After speaking, it passed as Shi Yao said.

    Not to mention, after a few pointers, Mr. Feng couldn't stand it immediately, and was trapped in it, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

    The old man Feng who was going to kill the Quartet was suddenly unhappy, he looked at Shi Yao: "Which side are you from?"

    It was only then that Shi Yao came to his senses, and smiled sarcastically: "It's itchy for a while, it's itchy for a while!"

    Don't tell the truth that watching the opponent play chess is too stinky and I can't help it.

    Old Master Feng would not blame her, but just said with a smile: "Look at you, you have learned Go for many years."

    "That's a lot."

    Anyway, there is still Zhou Lan in the countryside now, so Shiyao's bragging is not in vain.

    Shi Yao: "I have studied it for at least ten years."

    In fact, more than 20 years.

    But thinking that I am only twenty years old now, it is not a genius if I grow older, it is a horror story.

    "No wonder!"

    The old man who was instructed by her looked stunned: "Just a few moves will force you to give up your grandfather's helmet and armor. Hahaha, we old men who usually entertain themselves are no better than you."

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