Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beginning of the Day

In this game of chess, Zhang Jie and the old man killed in the dark, the red and white chess pieces fought the chessboard, and they did not give in to each other, and the two sides killed directly with heavy casualties, until the end, on the chessboard, Zhang Jie's chess pieces were only left with one horse, one pawn and one handsome, and the old man's chess pieces were only left with one phase, one soldier, one gun and one old handsome.

It can be said that until the end, the two are still evenly matched.

At this moment, the small courtyard has fallen silent, even the few months-old Xiao Ni in the uncle's arms has a pair of big eyes, looking at this person for a while, looking at that person for a while, but she didn't cry for a long time.

The third uncle's face was very strange, that is, with surprise and disbelief, and at the same time, there was some indescribable uneasiness and impatience in his expression.

At this moment, Zhang Xia, who was sitting opposite Zhang Jie, had already sat down honestly, and no longer dared to interfere with the chessboard, because the old man on the side had already taken over, looking at the solemn appearance of the old man, the little girl sitting straight would become more and more nervous.

can make his old man so thoughtful, and can be as good as the old man, when he looks at the little kid with a serious face on the other side at this moment, Zhang Xia feels that this little nephew of his is probably not a thing in the pool.

The third aunt Liu was standing at the door of her house, she didn't come up, in fact, she couldn't get over the same, the things on the chessboard were all the things of the masters, how could she be a woman who could understand it, but even if she couldn't understand the doorway on the chessboard, from the atmosphere on the chessboard, Liu sensitively noticed the extraordinary.

What kind of temper does the old man have Liu naturally Mo Qing, from the door of marrying into the Zhang family, Liu with his status as a talented man, it can be said that in this small family left and right, it can be regarded as a very nourishing life, in the past, the best in the family is always close to their own home, what melon seeds and snacks are almost not tired of eating crooked, the farm work in the past can be hidden, and no one accounts for anything, who let his own husband be a scholar, who let his son study in the future.

Such a life in the eyes of a large family in the county is definitely not worth mentioning, but in this small village, the Liu family dares to say that he is the only one who can live a more nourishing life than the Liu family.

But no matter what, Liu's heart knows that his little day is the result of the acquiescence of the old man in front of him, if the old man makes a little face, Liu has to do what he should do obediently, the whole family, Liu's account is not sold, even the old lady She dares to deal with the past in person, but she definitely does not dare to go against the old man.

This old man who was always unsmiling in the past gave Liu the impression that he was stubborn, dull, and difficult to get along with, and the most important thing was that he was good at his word.

Yes, in this small family, it is not his father-in-law who can really spit a pit, even if his father-in-law is a showman, it is useless, and it is not anyone, only this old man, but it is precisely because he knows the old man's temperament, so for the scene in front of him, Liu feels even more strange.

The old man of his own family actually got into a real fight with a little boy of his grandchildren? You must know that in the early years, even when the old man played chess with his father-in-law, he did not have this expression, Liu tried to recall, yes, at that time, when the old man and his father-in-law played one of the few games, they were talking and laughing, while playing chess, their mouths were generally discussing other things, and they were definitely not so serious.

"Is the old family's little bunny really so evil?" Liu, who muttered a sentence in his mouth, looked at his son's appearance on the side and didn't dare to breathe, and then looked at the little cub of the old family who was sitting in front of the old man with a flat expression, but he was silent for a while.

The old man's chess skills are not as sharp as he imagined, nor is he as invincible as he imagined, originally some time ago when the old man played the tiger and ate grasshoppers, at that time the old man absentmindedly played with himself, and it was equivalent to letting half of his chess pieces, and he lost, and at that time he took it for granted that the old man was good at chess.

Now it seems that I think too much, playing tiger and eating grasshoppers, the old man can abuse himself, you can play chess, the level of the two can be said to be half a catty, although both sides are occasional tricks, but more are decent fights, you kill me a car, I change you two cannons, it is such a very common way.

After all, in this era, chess is a high-end thing, and in the past, the old man had no opponent even if he wanted to play, but the tiger ate grasshoppers is a common thing, basically even a half-old child can play a game.

Therefore, the mainstream chessboard in this world is still a tiger eating grasshoppers, and it is normal for them to lose to the old man who has studied on it for half his life, but for chess, in fact, the two can be said to be the level of the novice village, and no one is much better than the other.

Now that he sees the hope of winning, Zhang Jie plans to win this game in one go, if it is not for the reason of the little aunt, it is estimated that the next time he plays chess with the old man, he doesn't know when it will be, the opportunity is in front of him, now don't think about anything, just think about how to win this game.

The remaining chess pieces on both sides are basically to the extent of half a catty, and now it seems that winning or losing is still a matter of thought.

Each move was made carefully, during which the time for both sides to think became longer and longer, and when the two sides went back and forth for another one or twenty moves, they never took a single piece from the chessboard.

The old man, who didn't know how many old cigarette pouches he smoked, inadvertently glanced at Zhang Hao next to the little boy, and after gently spitting out a smoke ring, he threw the chess pieces he had eaten in his hand onto the chessboard, and suddenly said: "Even if we draw this game, do you say it's good?" ”

Although it was an inquiring tone, the old man's tough style had completely disrupted the chess game, and Zhang Jie on the side was slightly stunned when he heard the draw, so he had to accept this not bad result.

When he was about to show the carriage and horses to see if he could play a game with the old man, he saw the old man smoking the old cigarette pouch suddenly waved his hand and said softly:

"Let Haozi come to this game."

As soon as the words came out, everyone near the chessboard was obviously stunned, and it was Zhang Jie who reacted the fastest, and immediately got down from the stone bench, and then looked at Zhang Hao who was staying on the spot, and saw that the other party looked uneasy, and pressed the kid on the stone bench, so that the kid and the old man sat opposite, Zhang Jie's expression was imperceptible and weird.

It was still the old man who laid out the red and white chess pieces by himself, and then re-lit the old cigarette pouch After the old man spit out a smoke ring that was not very round, he stretched out his thin right hand and picked up the white chess pieces on the chessboard, and the chess pieces fell heavily.

A crisp 'pop' made everyone in the courtyard shake their hearts.

The same start, the same cannon as a door gun, looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Jie felt that such a start was so similar to the scene where he and the old man played alone at noon that day.