"Grandpa, why did you dye your beard white?" Mu Chen yawned and sat up.
"You little brat, did you play games behind my back again?"
Mu Chen's face was calm. "No, the school only allows students to study hard. How could they let students play games? Haha."
"Then why did you sleep the moment you got home?" Master Mu looked at him with disgust.
"Because the military training has been too tiring recently. We even organized some orientation party and rehearsed every day. Look at me, I've lost a lot of weight."
"Really?"
"Yes, yes. How could a handsome grandson like ne lie?" Mu Chen hooked his arm around his shoulder. "Grandpa, let's eat. I'm starving."
"Aren't you lively?" Although he said that, he still walked towards the dining table.
Aunt Qin had already prepared food and was busy in the kitchen at the moment.
"Aunt Qin, I want to eat spring rolls!" Mu Chen walked to the kitchen to get a bowl with a smile on his face.
The person in the kitchen turned her head and smiled. "I knew young master would come back. I had already prepared it long ago and was about to fry it now."
"Aunt Qin is so nice."
Mu Chen chuckled and returned to the dining table to sit down and scoop the rice.
"Did you cause any trouble at school?" The old man took the newspaper next to him, put on his reading glasses and looked up at him.
"No." Mu Chen shook his head.
"Really?"
"It's more real than a pearl."
"You're so young, and you don't have any character at all. You don't even fight. Your father was invincible in high school, and you didn't learn anything. You're really useless."
"..." The corner of Mu Chen's mouth twitched. There was such a thing?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the old man asked again, "Are you going to sleep at home on the weekend?"
Mu Chen lowered his head to eat, and his eyes avoided him. "No, a friend of mine is playing in the League, and I'm going to cheer him on."
The old man asked curiously, "Who is it?"
"Someone called Lu Yilie." Mu Chen's lips twitched.
"Lu Yilie? Isn't that Old Feng's grandson? Does he support his grandson playing games?" Was the Feng family still so open-minded?
Playing games had no future. A good child would be ruined by playing games.
Mu Chen heard that he knew Lu Yilie, so he quickly corrected himself. "It's not Lu Yilie. I remember wrongly. It's Ling Jue..."
"Who is this Ling Jue?"
"Uh, a friend. He's from school."
"Oh, you have a friend?"
"My roommate."
"Oh."
The old man nodded. "Are you going on Sunday?"
"Yes."
"Bring me along. I'm going to visit your friend," the old man said seriously.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Mu Chen quickly took the water beside him and drank it. Did his grandfather really have to be so funny?
Didn't he hate playing games the most? Now, he actually said that he was going to watch it.
Sure enough, he could not lie. Once he lied, he had to tell countless lies to cover up the lie. In an instant, he became a person who was full of lies.
Sigh.
Mu Chen sighed. "Grandfather, you don't know. There are already many people waiting at the door."
"I know, but grandson's friends are more important." The old man's face was serious. Mu Chen almost suspected that his grandfather had been replaced.
"Right, grandfather, didn't Grandfather Chan say that his great-grandson is full moon? He asked you to go on the 15th. Isn't the 15th tomorrow? Aren't you going?"
"That old man always uses his own great-grandson to provoke me. I really lost to him on this point." The old man stroked his beard and looked up at Mu Chen. "When are you going to bring back a great-grandson for me?"
Thank you for the tips and the monthly ticket recommendation. There are still a few chapters left today. I'll try to finish them before 8:30