Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

The grandfather and grandson played their game at a speedy pace, exchanging words now and then.

“You’ve improved a lot, my boy.” Li Changshan hadn’t played chess with his grandson for a long time and was surprised to see how much his skills had progressed.

“I practiced hard to beat you, grandpa. So, be careful.” Li Zhao learned to play chess from his grandfather. When he was young, his parents were always busy, and he was mostly looked after by his grandfather, hence their deep bond.

“We’ll see if you can beat me.” Li Changshan said, grinning at his grandson, the seriousness from their phone conversation was nowhere in sight.

“Watch out, grandpa. Checkmate!” Li Zhao announced, moving his chess piece.

“I’ve been beaten by my own grandson.” Li Changshan, looking at the chessboard and then his grandson with widened eyes.

“That’s what I warned you, grandpa.” Li Zhao had never let his grandfather win while playing chess.

“I heard Chu Yeting asked about Chu Molin this morning?” Li Changshan sipped his tea.

“Yes, he did, but I didn’t tell him.” Li Zhao reset his chess pieces on the board.

“Did Chu Molin ask you not to say anything?” Li Changshan guesed.

“Not really. He never explicitly told me not to tell anyone where he was.” Li Zhao figured Chu Molin never strictly instructed him to keep his whereabouts a secret, so he wasn’t really stretching the truth.

“How’s the boy doing these years?” Li Changshan had a soft spot for him.

“He’s doing okay, I guess. Married with a kid already.” Li Zhao thought of Qin Xue, even if they were not well-off, so what?

“The Chus are certainly in for an interesting time if they find out.” Li Changshan moved a chess piece forward.

“Grandpa, please don’t tell Grandpa Chu. Luu Xiao’ai will make trouble if she finds out.” Li Zhao didn’t want to cause problems for Chu Molin and Qin Xue.

“Zhaozi, some things can’t be avoided.” Li Changshan said, keenly looking at his grandson.

“But grandpa, the wife of our eldest brother is over seven months pregnant. If Luu Xiao’ai finds out, won’t that cause trouble for the couple?” Li Zhao knew some secrets couldn’t be kept forever.

But, could they not keep secrets for the time being?

“Just remember, good luck can’t be bad luck, and you can’t avoid bad luck. If it’s meant to be, no one can break them apart.

On the contrary, if it’s not meant to be, they will never end up together.” Li Changshan reflected on the past.

“I understand, grandpa. Let’s just let things go their own way.” Li Zhao then broke the silence.

“That’s my grandson you’re talking about.” Li Changshan looked at his grandson approvingly.

The grandfather and grandson played chess amidst laughter and joy, while An Hao woke up hungry.

Seeing it was past nine, she realized she had overslept.

She quickly washed up, changed clothes, and came downstairs.

“Young mistress, you’re awake. The porridge is kept warm in the pot, I’ll bring it to you.” Mrs. Chen was the first to notice Awoken An Hao.

“An’an, you’re awake.” Li Zhao looked up at An Hao, who had just woken up, upon hearing Mrs. Chen’s words.

“Hmm, good morning, grandpa!” An Hao greeted him, uneasily.

“Did you sleep well, An’an? If not, have your meal and go back to sleep.” Li Changshan smiled at his granddaughter-in-law.

“No need, grandpa, I slept well.” An Hao thought about being the last one to get up and felt embarrassed to go back to sleep.

“Young mistress, come and have some porridge first.” Mrs. Chen was fond of the innocent An Hao.

“Thank you, Mrs. Chen.” An Hao thanked her.

“Don’t mention it.” Mrs. Chen was Chen Lei’s personal handmaid. After Chen Lei got married and moved to Li’s house, she followed along. It’s been decades now, and she has become a part of the Li family.

Without saying anything, An Hao went to the dining room to have breakfast.