"Hey, you rascal!"
Seeing the situation, Li Zhenhua blew his beard and glared: "If you want to retract a move, just say it. No need for tricks."
Fang Cheng rubbed his nose, looking innocent as he mumbled:
"No, Grandpa, I just feel like someone is talking about me behind my back, making me sneeze uncontrollably."
Hearing this, Li Zhenhua's eyes lit up, and he lost all interest in the chess game, immediately saying with great enthusiasm:
"I get it, it must be one of your girlfriends thinking about you."
Fang Cheng was both crying and laughing: "I'm single, where would I get a girlfriend?"
"Still pretending with your grandpa? You think just because I'm old, I can't see straight?"
Li Zhenhua had a "I've seen through it all" look as he counted on his fingers, berating:
"That girl named Zhou who lives next door on Old Factory Street, she always speaks softly to you and blushes to her ears."
