I really don't want to make a choice

After dinner, the old man took Han Lang to the study for a chat.

Li Qiuzhu and his aunt Li Wanhui were downstairs.

The old man said that he wanted to talk to him alone, that is, he didn't want to have a third person present, not even his own daughter and granddaughter.

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"What do you mean, today is this?"

Li Wanhui still doesn't understand everything today.

The old man cooks himself, what kind of standard treatment is this.

In Li Wanhui's view, this is basically the person the old man brought over for Li Qiuzhu, and he is the son-in-law of the old Li family.

"What's the point? The old man wants to see him. What can I do?"

To be honest, the old man is very abnormal today, and Li Qiuzhu is not sure what he wants to do.

"Nothing interesting? The old man cooks the kitchen himself, and then you will talk to him alone?"

"You tell me you're not interested?"

"Boy, I checked, it's not bad."

"But it doesn't look very honest? Is it too hard?"

In Li Wanhui's eyes, this niece is no different from her own daughter.

At the same time, the two usually talk without being too restrained.

"Auntie, what are you talking about?"

"I'm seven years and three months older than her?"

"how is this possible."

Li Qiuzhu blurted out.

"..."

"Is it so clear?"

Li Wanhui's focus was directly on the words Li Qiuzhu said seven years and three months.

Obviously, my niece cares about this very much.

Why you should care about this is self-evident.

"Don't think about it, it's just doing things for me, it's just a cooperative relationship."

If it wasn't for her aunt picking those words suddenly, Li Qiuzhu wouldn't have realized that she had calculated so clearly.

"As long as you like it, he's willing too. It doesn't matter how old you are."

"In this world, there is no rule that men and women fall in love or get married, but women must be younger, right?"

"Besides, our Xiaoqiu looks so young. And will always be young, so this is not a problem at all."

Li Wanhui said with a smile again.

In Li Wanhui's view, Li Qiuzhu actually has many shadows of herself.

The eldest daughter of the Li family was a princess-like figure back then.

When I was young, I followed my elder brother Li Wanwen. Li Wanwen's personality and demeanor were too high.

And Li Wanhui, who has followed her brother for a long time, naturally takes her brother as the standard, and wants to find her other half.

But there are still a few Li Wanwen in this world.

It's hard to meet a man and let him fall in love with him, but in the end, he makes himself covered in bruises.

She has been alone ever since.

Today's Li Qiuzhu treats men even younger than her.

Perhaps only Li Wanhui knows how hard the road she has traveled is.

Therefore, she didn't want Li Qiuzhu to go her own way.

Women are actually too good, and it may not be a good thing.

"I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Li Qiuzhu rolled his eyes at his aunt.

Even so, at this moment, she was concerned and curious about why grandpa wanted to chat with Han Lang alone.

What are they talking about?

Could it be that grandpa also thinks that Han Lang is suitable to be his man?

Bah, bah, how could I have such an idea.

This is obviously an old cow eating young grass.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I have something urgent this afternoon. I'll talk to you later."

"Grandpa, help me keep an eye on it."

"Also, it seems that the old man has a very good sense of that young man."

"If the old man really values ​​her, you have to really think about it carefully. The old man has never expressed his opinion."

"A lot of things can't be settled."

"So you should know what I mean."

"Even if it's a fake marriage, I don't hesitate."

Before leaving, Li Wanhui said solemnly to her niece.

"Auntie, when did you become like this?"

Li Qiuzhu said angrily to her aunt.

"Just kidding, we Qiuqiu won't bet our lifelong happiness."

"Take a step back, even if we lose, we can still get by."

"Auntie is leaving first."

Li Wanhui said with a smile again.

Normally, the old man rarely chats with strangers for more than half an hour.

But an hour has passed today, and Han Lang and the old man still haven't come out.

Li Qiuzhu couldn't figure out what there was to talk about between the two of them with such a big age gap.

An hour and 10 minutes passed, Han Lang finally went downstairs with the old man.

The expressions of both of them were very relaxed, and they didn't find anything wrong.

"Grandpa, then I'll go first and come to see you when I'm free."

Han Lang said with a smile.

"Okay, come back when you have time, Xiao Qiu, and send Xiao Han off."

The old man ordered.

Li Qiuzhu had no choice but to follow suit.

"You talked with my grandpa for so long, what did you talk about?"

Walking out of the courtyard door, Li Qiuzhu asked curiously.

"I didn't talk about anything. I talked for a while, and then I talked about some things in today's society by the way."

"In the end, I accompanied him to see a few calligraphy paintings. That's about it, right?"

Han Lang replied with a smile.

He also felt very strange that the old man didn't say much to himself.

When the old man saw it, it seemed that he was his old friend.

"Hand talk? Who won?"

Li Qiuzhu asked curiously again.

The old man's chess skills are still very good. Li Wanwu studies chess every day, and it is impossible to win a game against the old man.

So every time Li Wanwu wanted to play chess with the old man when he came back, the old man would disdain him.

In short, in one sentence, after so many years, I have not made any progress at all.

This made Li Wanwu feel very frustrated.

"Can I beat him? Of course it's a draw."

Han Lang said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"You deliberately let him, a draw?"

Li Qiuzhu asked again.

"Basically, a real chess player never competes to win or lose. Instead, he can control whether the opponent wants to win or lose or a draw."

"It's just like my exam. If you want to control the score, you can control the score. You don't understand this high degree of loneliness, sister Zhu."

"I'll go first, and I'll give you a good word. Your chances of winning should be great."

Han Lang walked to the car door, opened the driver's door, and said with a smile.

Li Qiuzhu felt an unknown fire in his heart. What is this high degree of loneliness? I don't understand it?

Is she, Li Qiuzhu, that bad?

Is he really that good?

Ok?

Sister Zhu, he calls himself Sister Zhu, what does that mean?

Li Qiuzhu's heart suddenly became chaotic.

. . . . . . .

"Xiao Han left?"

Back to the house, the old man was drinking tea, when he saw Li Qiuzhu coming back, he asked with a smile.

"gone."

Li Qiuzhu replied.

"What do you think of this kid?"

The old man smiled and asked Li Qiuzhu.

Li Qiuzhu was stunned, what did his grandfather mean by asking himself this?

"Very smart, he has his own principles in doing things, he is not a good person, but he is not a bad person either."

Li Qiuzhu expressed his thoughts.

"Oh? It's rare for you to evaluate a man so truthfully."

"Well, what do you think if I were a man for you?"

The old man then said with a smile.

"Grandpa, are you getting old and confused?"

"He's just started college, and I'm seven years older than him."

Li Qiuzhu said with a puzzled and unbelievable expression.

"So what? As long as you like him!"

"My granddaughter, Li Shouyi, has her eyes on a man who is ten or twenty years older than him. That's the man's luck."

Li Shouyi's squinted eyes suddenly opened, like a dozing tiger suddenly opening their eyes.

Some men seem to be born with vigor, which has nothing to do with age.

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