He has nothing to repay for his parents' kindness to him.

They are always the ones who protect him from wind and rain, and in the future, it should be him who protects the Wen family from wind and rain.

He had morning tea with his father for a long time, until the white fog dispersed and the sun rose in the east.

The golden sunshine shines on the red walls and green tiles of the teahouse, and carp jump in the pond in the yard. Everything is full of vigor and vitality.

After breakfast, Wen's father was not in a hurry to leave and asked Wen Lu, "It's been a long time since you played chess with me. How many games are you going to play?"

"good."

Immediately, Father Wen asked someone to bring Go chess.

There was a small tatami room in the teahouse. Wen Lu and his father sat down cross-legged, one holding the black chess piece and the other the white chess piece, so leisurely that they completely forgot about the passage of time.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of chess pieces falling could be heard.

Wen Lu remembered that his father had taught him how to play Go back then, and he would also teach Mo Mo in the future.

The father and son were equally good at chess, and neither one gave in to the other. For a moment, it was impossible to tell the difference between the winner and the loser.

A long time passed before Wen Lu showed signs of winning.

Wen Lu smiled and said, "Dad, I'm going to beat you in the first round."

"Okay, your skills are pretty good, have you practiced secretly?"

"No, I don't have time to practice."

"Can Mo Mo know how to play chess?"

"Not yet."

"Give this to me when he is older and I will teach him."

"Let me do it. Mo Mo is very smart. Once he teaches him, he will come to beat Grandpa. Grandpa is ready with candies."

"Absolutely." Father Wen also likes his grandson very much, and he beams when he mentions Mo Mo.

At this moment, Wen Lu couldn't help but feel sentimental. He was silent for a long time before saying: "It would be great if the rumors were here."

"You can't let go?"

"Yes." There was a soft light in Wen Lu's deep eyes, which was a bit softer than the moonlight in autumn.

He can't let go.

When he thought of nursery rhymes, he was a little absent-minded. He accidentally made the wrong move and lost.

Wen Lu held the chess box and sneered: "I lost."

"Yes, you were distracted." Father Wen pointed out bluntly.

"I have been looking for her for several months...but there is no news. Nie Dongyu's father and my friends in Luancheng have all helped me look for her, but I still can't find her. I'm very worried."

"Are you worried or do you want to disturb her?"

"I won't bother you rashly."

"That means she will still disturb her. If you insist on disturbing her pure life, I think you might as well not look for her." Father Wen's tone became sharp, "She doesn't seem to want you to disturb her, otherwise she wouldn't deliberately avoid you."

moon."

"I'm afraid something might happen to her."

"That's not possible."

"Is she going to hide from me forever..."

"What do you have that she deserves to miss?"

Wen Lu was speechless, unable to refute a word.

After three years of marriage, what did he have to remember? He didn't even have a single thought to give her.

But, what about Mo Mo? Doesn’t she want Mo Mo too? Mo Mo often cries for his mother, and he always has to coax him for a long time before he can be coaxed.

The only nursery rhyme he could leave behind was Mo Mo.

Wen Lu sighed in his heart and didn't make a sound for a long time.

"How about we come here first today?" Father Wen saw that he was not in good condition and did not want to take advantage of him.

Wen Lu nodded.

The father and son walked out of the teahouse.

Walking around the winding corridor and walking onto the street, Wen Lu felt like he was in another world.
Chapter completed!