Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Si Yiyan accompanied Wen Xinya to see her grandfather.

While driving the car, Si Yiyan chatted with Wen Xinya.

Wen Xinya suddenly asked: "I heard that in the desert country, polygamy is practiced. Each man can marry at least four wives, and all of them are married by a clear matchmaker, with the same status. It's not like the polygamy in our country Z in ancient times." .”

Her probing eyes were too enthusiastic, and Si Yiyan couldn't help showing a smile on his lips.

"The Qur'an teaches Christians that if you treat your wives equally, then you can marry four wives."

equality!

This is one of the reasons why desert men show respect for the family and at the same time avoid family conflicts.

Wen Xinya thought it was quite interesting.

Si Yiyan said with a half smile but not a smile: "When I was in Iraq, there was an old friend who thought he could arrange for me a wife who would worship Allah, be gentle and beautiful."

In fact, he really wasn't lying.

Sure enough, Wen Xinya snorted coldly with an expression as if she was facing an enemy, "One is not enough, you should tell him that you actually have four places."

Her words had a sour smell, and most of them were stuffy.

Si Yiyan smiled beautifully from the corners of his eyes, and looked up at the rose on the roadside, Ling Han's proud demeanor: "But I refused."

The rose is the city flower of the capital city, green belts, parks, and leisure places can be seen everywhere on the roadside. Even in winter, you can still see the rose's enthusiasm and splendor.

Then he continued: "The Qur'an clearly says that you should treat every wife equally, but I can't do it. If you have one, you won't be able to see others."

Wen Xinya made a serious face on purpose: "Don't try to coax me with sweet words, I won't be fooled."

However, the smile overflowing from her eyebrows still couldn't conceal her joy at this moment.

Si Yiyan looked at her seriously: "Really!"

From the corner of Wen Xinya's eyes, she saw the traffic light ahead, jumped to the red light, and said hastily, "Concentrate on driving!"

"What I said is true!" Si Yiyan still looked at her.

Wen Xinya saw that the car was about to collide, and the car parked in front of the traffic light was sweating profusely: "Okay, really, it's true, I believe you can do it, just look at the car..."

This guy can drive and desert.

A smile overflowed from Si Yiyan's lips, he stepped on the brakes, and the car came to a steady stop in an instant, without even inertia.

Wen Xinya wiped the sweat off her forehead, and she never dared to talk to Si Yiyan again for the rest of the journey.

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After arriving at Mo's house, Si Yiyan started playing chess with his grandfather.

Wen Xinya sat on the sidelines and watched the chess.

The black and white pawns fighting on the chessboard were more intense than usual.

Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan holding a white chess piece and was about to make a move, and hurriedly said, "Don't play over there, play here..."

Si Yiyan glanced at her dotingly, listened to her words, and placed the chess piece on the position she designated.

Mr. Mo glanced at his granddaughter lightly, then looked away, and decided to continue to tolerate her.

In the end, after two moves, Si Yiyan was eaten a large piece of chess, Wen Xinya was dejected, like a defeated rooster.

Mr. Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she messed up a good game of chess: "It's a real gentleman to watch chess without talking, didn't I teach you?"

He looked at her sternly.

Si Yiyan took a good rest, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Wen Xinya answered aggrievedly: "Teach me!" Then she muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, I'm not a gentleman, why should I abide by the rules of gentlemen!"

The voice is so low, do you think he can't hear?

"Go and make a pot of tea!" Mr. Mo looked at her with a faint majesty: "It's not a gentleman but a woman, then do what a woman should do."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at her and concentrated on the chessboard.

Under the majesty of her grandfather, Wen Xinya kept silent and went to make tea aggrieved.

Si Yiyan looked at her back, the corners of his eyes curled up, all of them were smiling.

Mr. Mo dropped the game lightly, and said in disapproval: "You indulge her too much, it's getting worse and worse!"

Si Jiu is used to Xinya's bad habits.

"No problem, no harm."

Si Yiyan didn't take it seriously, others only saw him pampering Xinya, so how would they know the fun and fun in it?

Mr. Mo looked up at him without saying a word.

Relying on Si Yiyan's connivance, Xinya became more and more presumptuous in front of him.

As soon as Wen Xinya left, no one interfered with the game of chess, and the two of them concentrated on the game.

However, Si Yiyan, who had fallen into decline because of Wen Xinya's move, quickly reversed the situation, and the two evenly matched people fought and fought each other.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

Mr. Mo looked up at him: "Aren't you going to hide this time?"

Si Jiu's chess skills have long surpassed him, and his level is higher than his. Before playing chess, he always lost to him on purpose.

Si Yiyan replied: "This time I will win you first."

Before, the little girl sent him a message from thousands of miles away, complaining that she couldn't beat grandpa in chess, and she waited for him to come back to find a place.

Um!How could he not meet her request.

Winning this time, that is to say, will continue to lose to him next time. Mr. Mo can't figure out what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd: "I don't need you to lose to me, it's good."

He's not someone who can afford to lose like that.

For so many years, his chess skills have not improved, because he has no opponent.

Si Yiyan smiled without saying a word.

At this time, Wen Xinya came over with tea, and it was the rock tea that grandpa likes: "Grandpa, the tea is ready."

Wen Xinya served tea to Grandpa and Si Yiyan.

Si Yiyan tasted it carefully, and gently rubbed her hair: "The art of tea has improved a lot."

Mr. Mo glanced lightly, opened his eyes and spoke nonsense!

It's just that, after Si Jiu said something of praise, he couldn't say anything to pour cold water on him, even he was tricked into it.

Wen Xinya was very happy to be praised, and only then noticed the chessboard: "Your chess is over?"

She was a little annoyed, how could the game be over after only one move?

Mr. Mo put down the tea in his hand: "Well, it's over, Si Jiu won!"

"Really?"

Wen Xinya was overjoyed, and hurriedly went to look at the chessboard, and sure enough, Boss Jiu won the game by a narrow margin.

Si Yiyan actually beat his grandfather.

She felt that her grandpa, who was so high in the game of chess, suddenly fell down from the altar, that kind of excitement, let alone how exciting it was.

"Si Yiyan, you are so amazing!" Wen Xinya was so excited that she threw herself into Si Yiyan's arms in front of her grandfather, and gave him a rewarding kiss.

Si Yiyan gently pinched the tip of her nose, and said dotingly: "Nearly won!"

Mr. Mo lowered his face, looked at the two people in front of him, who seemed to be kissing like no one else, and felt sour in his heart: "Si Jiu won me, are you happy?"

He was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, but this time he suddenly felt that losing made him feel uncomfortable.

Wen Xin Ya nestled in Si Yiyan's arms, and relying on Si Yiyan's momentum, she stuck out her tongue at Grandpa.

Oops, I got carried away and forgot to take Grandpa's face into consideration.