Ouyang looked at the old man and felt inspired.

This snack box is so big, it must be very heavy.

It was really hard for Mr. Xiao to move here alone.

…

What's the hard work?

The old man waved his hand.

He came here by car.

His son gave him a taxi.

I told him many times.

Ask him to take a taxi when he comes back.

If you can't get a taxi, call your son.

If he hadn't insisted, his son would have almost sent him here.

He also wanted him to call his son when he went back, and the boy would come to pick him up.

He was a little helpless.

He accepted his son's wishes.

But it's not necessary.

It's totally fine for him to be alone.

He is in good health.

People are not confused at all.

His son had called a taxi for him, but he couldn't even go there by himself...

He's not that useless.

Besides, he and his son couldn't be left together in the teahouse at the same time.

…

Mr. Xiao talked a lot with Ouyang.

He also visited Ouyang's study under Ouyang's guidance.

The most eye-catching thing in the study is the rows of bookshelves.

It takes up almost half of the study room.

It's almost like a small library.

…

Mr. Xiao looked amazed.

He suddenly thought of Ouyang's old friend.

Being able to become lifelong friends with such an old classmate...

That young man is also very powerful.

He smiled and said to Ouyang: If there was a chance, he would also like to meet Ouyang's old friend.

Ouyang nodded in agreement.

If given the chance, he would definitely introduce his children to his old classmates.

…

Well.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao pursed his lips slightly.

Grandpa is afraid he is destined to be disappointed.

Supernatant...

Grandpa probably can't be seen anymore.

…

Mr. Xiao stayed at Ouyang's house for most of the day.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, he said goodbye.

Ouyang smiled and said he would go to the teahouse next time.

They will play chess then.

Mr. Xiao's powerful chess skills gave Ouyang the feeling of meeting his opponent with great pleasure.

He really wanted to play a few more games of chess with Mr. Xiao.

But time doesn't allow it.

However, this also made him full of expectations for their next meeting.

…

It was dinner time when Mr. Xiao returned home.

After dinner, the old man called his grandson.

I told my grandson about this visit trip.

After all, grandson also visited Ouyang.

This can be regarded as a complete end to the grandson's visit.

Grandson can no longer worry about Ouyang's cold.

…

"Ouyang even praised you to me."

Mr. Xiao looked proud.

This is also an important reason why he called.

His grandson was praised.

Naturally, he wanted his grandson to know about this.

"He said you don't look like most young people your age."

He quite agreed with this.

"There is no impetuousness at all."

"Say you are particularly considerate."

"He is a very good junior..."

…

Mr. Xiao relayed some thoughts about Ouyang's praise of his grandson.

certainly.

Those feelings were no different from compliments to him.

Among them, the old man also mixed in some "private goods".

For example, I have additional thoughts derived from agreeing with the words of my old classmates.

…

Xiao Xiao listened helplessly to his grandfather's praise of him.

These words……

Grandpa probably added half of it himself.

A smile flashed across Xiao Xiao's face.

…

The old man finally stopped praising him.

"alright."

"Grandpa accidentally talked too much."

"Are you tired of listening?"

The old man smiled.

…

Xiao Xiao arched his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!