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The three of them fished by the river until a quarter past nine, and in the middle, Kong Fan took a crucian carp weighing more than a pound he had caught back to the yard and boiled a pot of fish porridge.

When the three of them returned to the courtyard, they smelled the fragrant porridge, Chen Wenbing hurriedly put down the fish basket in his hand and went straight to the kitchen. When Chen Lao and Kong Fan washed their hands and sat down, Chen Wenbing had already brought three bowls of fish porridge to them.

Chen Lao sighed in praise and ate it carefully.

Kong Fan looked at it and explained: "I took out the bones of the crucian carp, and the head of the fish was also taken out, and then chopped the rest into a meat puree, eat it with confidence, this child will not feel the bones of the fish when he eats it." In addition, I also put some shredded chicken to make it more delicious. ”

Chen Lao nodded while eating, and when Kong Fan finished speaking, he just wanted to reach out to get his bowl of porridge, but Chen Lao had already snatched it with one hand and opened the bow left and right.

Kong Fan couldn't cry or laugh, this master seems to be very greedy. In fact, Kong Fan should have known a long time ago, the chef in the house can make a table of Hunan cuisine at any time, how can he not like to eat, it is not delicious!

Kong Fan hurriedly approached the kitchen and brought out three bowls, this kind of large porcelain bowl in the late Qing Dynasty is still common in the countryside, and there are many of Grandpa Ye's houses. Kong Fan remembers that when the countryside was happy with wine, the nine big bowls that he often said were this kind of porcelain bowls.

Kong Fan drank slowly, and placed the other two bowls in front of Chen Lao and Chen Wenbing, and the sound of the two of them chirping at the moment was louder than the sound of a cow drinking water.

"Master, why don't you put ginger shreds in your fish porridge, it's not fishy!" Chen Wenbing asked while eating.

Kong Fan smiled and said, "Because of this! "An emerald green leaf spread out in his hand.

Chen Lao smiled: "Mint! No wonder it smells like mint! ”

Kong Fan smiled and nodded.

Kong Fan thought of a few little brothers and sisters in the family, they would be like this every time they drank their own fish porridge, I don't know how they are now, Kong Fan can only see them during the summer and winter vacations every year, because every time school starts, they will send their grandfather to a far away place to go to school, I heard that it is a boarding school. Kong Fan begged his grandfather several times, but his grandfather refused to let him go to boarding school with him on the grounds that he was in poor health.

But every time I saw a few of them come back, they would get as dark as themselves, and Kong Fan gradually dispelled the years he had gone together.

When Kong Fan came out after washing the dishes, he saw Chen Lao and Wen Bing playing Go, Kong Fan didn't know anything about Go, so he sat next to him and watched stupidly.

But soon, Kong Fan found that it was different, because Kong Fan found that Chen Wenbing's forehead was still sweating at this moment, and his eyes were staring at the chessboard, Kong Fan felt very funny, just playing chess, no need to do this.

Kong Fan moved to the back of Chen Wenbing, facing this chessboard, a white dragon, suddenly like a torrent of momentum pressed on the face, Kong Fan because he was not the slightest preparation, he was oppressed by this momentum with a muffled snort, and retreated three steps in succession. At this time, the eyes of the empty man were full of horror. Kong Fan hurriedly adjusted his breathing, and waved his hand at Chen Lao, who was looking at him worriedly, indicating that he was fine.

Chen Lao took a sip of tea and said softly: "Spiritual power can be loaded in any kind of thing, and chess is the best one. As it is said in the Art of War, avoiding the real and attacking the false, taking the unexpected and coming first, winning by surprise, and not surrendering to others, it will become a reality in the loading of spiritual power. You stand behind me and take a good look at the use of spiritual power by the soldiers. ”

Kong Fan hurriedly made a sideways detour to the back of Chen Lao, Kong Fan closed his eyes, his mental power was restrained, and then he slowly raised his eyelids and slowly looked at the chessboard. But when Kong Fan looked at it, he was surprised to find that there was no spiritual power pressing on his body, and Kong Fan just wanted to ask Chen Lao, and he felt that there was a spiritual power slowly infiltrating over the face, and it gradually increased. Kong Fan suddenly discovered that all of Chen Wenbing's spiritual power was wrapped in Chen Lao, and at this time, Chen Lao was slowly opening the floodgates, allowing the flood to slowly vent out.

As the floodgates gradually opened, the pressure on Kongfan to accept gradually increased. Kong Fan only discovered at this moment that the sunspots caught by Chen Wenbing were like nightfall, giving people a feeling of gradually depressing, and then they were like a dark tiger, as if they were slaughtered by themselves. Kong Fan condensed his spiritual power, concentrated on resisting these momentum, and watched the situation continue to change, what a dragon and tiger fight!

The constant confrontation between black and white, although Kong Fan can't play chess, he can clearly feel the spiritual power of the two of them, the deployment of troops, and the fight of black tigers and white dragons.

However, relatively speaking, Chen Lao's excellent wandering is obviously easy, and Chen Wenbing is pitiful, sweating profusely, and even Kong Fan can feel that the clothes on his body are already wet, and there seems to be a feeling of sweat falling on the floor, Kong Fan does not dare to release his spiritual power, because at this moment his forehead is also gradually sweating.

Kong Fan obviously knew that Old Chen had helped him resist a lot of spiritual power, otherwise he would definitely not be able to resist the blue-level high-grade Chen Wenbing with his spiritual power. However, Chen Lao seemed to be exercising him, and whenever Kong Fan divided his mental power to pay attention to others, there would be more mental pressure on his face.

Slowly, Kong Fan began to restrain all his spiritual power to resist, Kong Fan tried his best to resist the spiritual power from the chessboard at the center of his eyebrows, Kong Fan felt like a dam at this moment. Kong Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly sighed that it was an ordinary flood.

But soon he found that his dam was on the verge of collapse, and the once-in-a-century flood was coming, and the wooden dam of Kongfan was obviously not enough.

Kong Fan hurriedly changed his strategy, put away his spiritual power, and wrapped his spiritual power into a cocoon, not seeking merit and demerits, but only self-preservation. "Huh" Old Chen was obviously a little surprised, but at this time, Kong Fan didn't know what he was marveling at, because more and more floods were occurring, as if there were flash floods.

Kong Fan gradually felt that he was about to break out of the cocoon, but what he ushered in was not a new life, but a demise, and this force from the outside world was not to help him break out of the cocoon, but to destroy himself directly.

Kong Fan understands that if the butterfly is helped by external forces to break out of its cocoon, it will usher in the darkness of not being able to spread its wings and fly high, and it will also usher in the end of its life. Kong Fan thought of the bow of the ship breaking through the water on the river, and remembered the raised sword and shield in the west.

Kong Fan immediately made a decision, trying to break out of the cocoon, breaking his spiritual power, and quickly shattering the cocoon it had formed, and then instantly forming a shield in front of his eyebrows.

Then Kong Fan easily found that he could easily resist the oppression from the positive spiritual force, a kind of "he is strong, he is strong, and the breeze caresses the mountain; He is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river. The mentality came spontaneously, Kong Fan had a feeling of sudden enlightenment at this moment, he could now say that he was looking at the chessboard freehand, and he could even notice the amazement in Chen Lao's eyes.

Chen Lao couldn't help but marvel, he had completely let go of Chen Wenbing's spiritual power, that is to say, at this moment, the spiritual power of a green-level upper-level spiritual power almost completely resisted the spiritual power of a blue-level upper-level. Although it was said that Chen Wenbing had to resist his spiritual power, this also surprised Chen Lao.

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