Old Master Fletcher smacked his thigh in anger. “Argh, how many times do I have to repeat myself? I am Mark Fletcher. Mason Fletcher is my older brother and he has been dead for decades!”

Sophia headed in that direction as she looked at Old Mater Fletcher playing chess with the silly old man. Old Master Fletcher had barely moved a chess piece for most of the day as he was busy boasting.

Stanley was bringing his dog for a walk while using his phone whereas Sean was standing among a group of old men while waving at her.

“Sophia, you’re here!”

She walked to Sean while asking, “Who is that newcomer?”

Sean answered helplessly, “That is the oldest person from my grandfather’s generation. He was deeply affected after the death of his only son. From then on, he has Alzheimer’s disease and treats everyone he meets as his son.”

He does seem like he has Alzheimer’s disease.

He explained, “He has been treating me as his son the whole day, but you shouldn’t correct him, though.”

Sophia glanced at the new old man while feeling helpless.

The most saddening thing on Earth is definitely when a parent experiences the death of their children.

 

While those two chatted, Mark and Old Master Mitchell had already played a few rounds with each other.

“Whoa, Mason, why are your chess skills so lousy? You are worse than my son!”

 

“Argh, I am Mark Fletcher! Mason is my brother and he’s dead!”

“Hey, Mark, my son’s calligraphy is great. When he arrives later, I’ll ask him to show you.”

“Your son is dead too!”

“Nonsense! Look, isn’t my son here now?”

Old Master Mitchell remarked while waving at Sean and stated lovingly, “Son, quickly come over here and show your calligraphy to Uncle Commander.”

had no choice but to walk over to them with a

Master Mitchell seemed not to notice and still waved his hand.

answered, “Dad,

Mitchell glanced at him unhappily. “You are not my son. You are my younger brother’s grandson, Sean. My

Stanley stood and beckoned at them. “Son,

nudging him. “Son, he’s

but since he was the old man in Sean’s family, he had

was even more upset. “Stanley Fletcher, I’m calling for my son.

dumbfounded when he heard

continued to point at Sophia while smiling happily at her

dress to make sure that she was in a normal attire today. Why would Old Master Mitchell think

to have noticed something since he was also waving his

the end, she gazed at Old Master Mitchell,

look. His cloudy eyes

pen on the table. A lot of characters had been written there—it was

Mitchell glanced at her, asking, “Son, why

word because she was afraid that she might expose herself as a woman. She glanced at Old Master Fletcher and Sean before staring hesitantly at Old Master Mitchell

notice anything amiss.

shook her head. Sigh, he is beyond saving! He can’t even differentiate between a man

something. “Come here; write something to

Master Fletcher before looking at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she picked up the fountain pen to write something on the

a request. “Write an ancient

Ancient poem…

narrow handwriting before placing the book in

Mitchell looked at it with satisfaction before handing the book over to Old Master Fletcher. He gloated, “Mason, quickly look at my

Mark Fletcher!” Old Master Fletcher insisted while accepting the book

as that of the Han Dynasty. All those generals and soldiers, who are defending the border thousands of miles

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