Just like now, Jiaojiao hadn’t even entered the house yet and heard two elders arguing loudly.

Jiaojiao had some experience with this scene, so she wasn’t surprised. She led Little Potato into the living room and sure enough saw two old men embroiled in a fierce battle in front of the chessboard.

Yes, it’s not an exaggeration—they were really fighting, just like kids, each sitting to one side, their arms flailing in mid-air, arguing and swearing... childishly like toddlers.

And around and behind them sat quite a few people, but clearly, they were used to this scene long ago and pretended not to see it at all.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Gu," Jiaojiao called.

"Oh, my darling came!" The moment Shu Old Master saw Jiaojiao, his eyes lit up, seemingly very happy, and he immediately stood up. Meanwhile... he pretended to be careless, attempting to overturn the chessboard that already led to a losing endgame, but failed.

Because as soon as he stood up, Gu Old Master, as if having seen through his intentions, quickly wielded the cane beside him, lifted it, and jabbed it at Shu Old Master’s chest: "Old guy, using this trick too much makes it intentional."

Shu Old Master immediately puffed up his cheeks and glared: "What are you saying? I don’t know what you’re talking about! My dear is here; can’t I get up and greet her?"

"Is that really it?" Gu Old Master squinted, retrieving the cane used for jabbing.

"What else?!" Shu Old Master glared, his expression changing suddenly, raising his hand and tremblingly pointing at Gu Old Master, as if greatly distressed: "Well, well, Old Gu, we’ve known each other for over forty years, yet you view me like this?"

Shu Old Master shook his head while he spoke, looking genuinely sad, a demeanor not at all feigned.

Gu Old Master, watching, began to doubt whether he had really gone too far, only to see Shu Old Master stand up, prop his cane, and scurry away at an eerie pace from the living room before anyone could react, exiting the side hall.

Well, Shu Old Master had pulled a fast one again! He’s run away!

Gu Old Master knew he was deceived too, and fuming, he grabbed his cane to chase him, and the sounds of their quarrel in the side hall came back again.

The young ones watched this scene and couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Gu Zixin also never thought that his stern father at home would be like this at the Shu Family’s, shocked and yet a little heartbroken. It’s true what they say, the old are like the young, but it’s rare to have such an old buddy along for the antics.

She withdrew her gaze from her father and looked at Jiaojiao, who entered holding her nephew’s hand, smilingly asking, "So this is Jiaojiao, right? Finally meeting the real person today—truly striking, no wonder Little Potato likes you so much."

"Jiaojiao, this is your aunt’s sister; call her Aunt Xin," Gu Zichen said behind Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao immediately called out to Aunt Xin.

Gu Zixin and Gu Zichen resembled each other about fifty percent, but Gu Zixin was almost a cycle older, with a kindly demeanor that naturally made others feel good.

Gu Zixin reached out to her: "What a good child, come over and let Aunt Xin take a look."

Jiaojiao walked over, with Little Potato clinging to her pants leg, following closely, causing everyone to laugh again.