Silly couple dote on their wives

Chapter 300 Mr. Li's Background
"You have no share!" Meng Ruoqing gave Wei Ziyi an angry look, then turned around and went to work.

Wei Ziyi gave Mr. Li a pitiful look, probably because he knew that the old man would not help him, so he ignored him and lowered his head to write a self-criticism.

Looking at Meng Ruoqing's merciless look outside the courtyard, Zheng Yuheng couldn't help but be speechless: "Has your second sister-in-law always treated the dean like this?"

"He's the dean?" Wei Mingyu obviously wasn't on the same channel as Zheng Yuheng. He looked at the eclectic old man, but couldn't connect him with the dean he imagined.

Hearing Wei Mingyu's question, Zheng Yuheng was even more surprised: "Don't you know?" He looked at Wei Mingyu for a while, and then said, "Have you never read the introduction of the Academy?"

After a while, Zheng Yuheng muttered to himself again, "Yes, you are that kind of person! Why should I be surprised that you didn't read the introduction!"

"So Mr. Li is really the dean?" Wei Mingyu finally digested the news. He had regained his composure. He raised his footsteps and quickly entered the yard: "Second sister-in-law, I still want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. I wonder if second sister-in-law can satisfy me?"

"Okay." Meng Ruoqing replied from the kitchen, and then went on to work on the matter at hand.

After getting the desired answer, Wei Mingyu sat down at the edge of the round table, Wei Ziyi raised his head, and gave Wei Mingyu a vicious look.

Fourth Uncle must have done it on purpose!
Wei Mingyu, who was stared at, didn't seem to feel it at all. He just took out a book and pointed out the circled area to Mr. Li: "Sir, I don't understand this question. I don't know if you can explain it to me." ?”

Mr. Li glanced at the book, and then talked freely, and the atmosphere in the yard became inexplicably peaceful.

Zheng Yuheng stood aside, not daring to sit down or leave, looking very cramped, but these people in the courtyard seemed to have forgotten him.

He looked at Wei Mingyu with tears in his eyes, with grievance in his eyes, this damn Wei Mingyu had completely forgotten himself.

As soon as Mr. Li raised his head, he saw Zheng Yuheng who was looking at Wei Mingyu resentfully. He touched his nose in embarrassment: "Why are you standing? Sit down."

"The student thanked the dean." Zheng Yuheng quickly recovered his respectful and calm demeanor, and sat down beside Wei Mingyu.

Wei Ziyi had already finished writing the review, and he handed the review to Meng Ruoqing. After returning, he poured another glass of water for Zheng Yuheng. Zheng Yuheng drank his saliva, moistened his throat, and said again: "Dean, I wonder if you know the students?"

"Zheng Yuheng? From the Zheng family?" Mr. Li recalled a bit, but still couldn't figure out why: "I don't know, are you a child from the Zheng family?"

"It's the son of the eldest son of the Zheng family, the dean. You hugged me when I was a child. The dean gave me the name of the student." Zheng Yuheng was a little anxious. If he hadn't been concerned about etiquette, he might have caught Mr. Li right now. hands up.

"Oh, is it?" Mr. Li's mind was never used to remember these things. He nodded with a long sound, and shook his head under Zheng Yuheng's expectant eyes: "Is there such a thing?"

Knowing that Mr. Li really didn't remember, Zheng Yuheng simply didn't mention it again: "I don't know what Mr. Li has been doing in recent years? Grandpa said that he really wants to play chess with the dean again."

"It's just that stinky chess basket, and you still want to play chess with the old man?" Mr. Zheng Yuheng and Mr. Li have no memory of it. The old man of the Zheng family, Mr. Li does remember, but the only thing he remembers is probably that person's bad chess skills.

Zheng Yuheng can only use half a bucket of water to describe his Go attainments, so he naturally doesn't know how good his grandfather is. Now that Mr. Li described his grandfather as a stinky chess basket, Zheng Yuheng feels even more embarrassed.

"The old man remembers that your father played chess well, let him play a game with the girl another day." Just when Zheng Yuheng felt embarrassed, Mr. Li suddenly said.

Let his father play chess with a woman!Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was that it was impossible, but before he could say anything, Meng Ruoqing came out of the kitchen: "Old man, don't pick things up, I'm not free!"

No time?No time!She actually said no time!Where did she put the Zheng family?Zheng Yuheng was about to discuss with Meng Ruoqing when he heard Mr. Li say: "Oh, my girl said, I don't have time, so tell your father not to come!"

Zheng Yuheng was almost overwhelmed by this sentence. It can be seen that Mr. Li's doting look, he could only hide many words in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it at all.

Meng Ruoqing naturally noticed the expression on Zheng Yuheng's face, but she didn't take it seriously at all, and only told the maids to prepare for dinner.

All Zheng Yuheng's grievances finally disappeared when he was late for the so-called sauerkraut fish. He had never eaten such a delicious thing!
After the meal, Mr. Li and Meng Ruoqing's chessboard was served, which was an indispensable after-dinner program for the two of them.

Meng Ruoqing held on to the chess pieces, and looked at Mr. Li with a smile: "How many pieces can I let you have today?"

"In front of my students, give this old man some face!" Mr. Li subconsciously forgot to glance at the three people around him, two big and one small, and then looked at Meng Ruoqing quite complainingly.

Meng Ruoqing looked at Mr. Li with a smile, and replied, "Okay, I'll give you some face."

The two of them played a game of chess for two hours before they stopped and ended with a draw. Meng Ruoqing was still calm and calm, and Mr. Li's forehead was already sweating.

Although he still looks like a fairy, but compared to Meng Ruoqing, his momentum is a bit worse: "Girl, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your chess skills have improved even more."

"Thanks to Mr. Li's compliment, it's just that I have more free time to go." Meng Ruoqing smiled, but her eyes were a little blank. In order to deal with Mr. Li, she recalled all the broken chess records she had read.

"You little girl." Mr. Li just liked Meng Ruoqing's neither arrogant nor impatient appearance. He laughed and cursed, then turned to look at Zheng Yuheng: "Do you want to have a game?"

Shocked, I can no longer describe Zheng Yuheng's mood at this time. Everyone in the country knows Mr. Li's chess skills, and now there is still someone who can tie with Mr. Li!Really strange!
Hearing this, Meng Ruoqing raised her head and looked at Zheng Yuheng beside Wei Mingyu. Even the little Wei Ziyi looked at her with gloating expressions.

The corners of Zheng Yuheng's mouth twitched, and finally decided not to touch this brow, he waved his hands with a wry smile: "Dean, you see my grandfather is a stinky chess basket, let alone a student, you should spare the student, student Bow down!"

(End of this chapter)