Wen Jinjin blinked, feeling that grandpa can't win me, can his son still win me?

He nodded, feeling that this uncle was so reckless!

"Let's all be a witness." Yezun looked at the old man and Wen Shishi and spoke.

Both nodded in agreement.

"Come on, little brat, I'll pick blue! You go first! ”

Wen Jinjin didn't like the words "little fart" when he heard it this time, he was very angry, "I choose red, and ...... I'm not a brat! ”

As he spoke, he flipped over a chess piece, green, and he put it down, anger still dominating his mind, and when he put it down, he didn't remember the color and position of the piece.

Yezun opened one, it was red, and when he had no choice but to put it down, he didn't forget to say, "It's okay if you give up, I'll help you keep it secret." ”

Wen Jin listened to it, this was a naked underestimation of him, and his unwilling mood dominated him, and he was angry again, "I won't give up!" ”

But he ignored the red chess piece that Yezun had turned over, and took the other one, the blue one.

After Yezun put it down, he directly took the blue chess piece unkindly and put it in his base camp, and he scored a point.

Wen Jinjin was a little flustered, this badass uncle deliberately interfered with himself.

He remembered that his uncle had opened a red one, but he ignored the exact location.

He took it casually, but it just so happened that it was the green chess pieces that he turned over the first time, and he just remembered it, and his heart began to become anxious, and the ones that were turned behind were not red.

Chance and luck don't seem to favor him, and Yezun still loses no time in stimulating him, and he is always affected.

In the end, when Yezun won the game with one more son, Wen Jinjin's base camp was still seven chess pieces away.

"Mommy, I lost!" He overturned the chess game angrily and ran into Wen Shishi's arms aggrievedly.

Yezun's voice came coldly, "Didn't you say that the teacher taught you not to give up?" ”

Wen Jinjin was silent, Xiao Rou's face was flushed, and he lost the arrogance just now, and seemed to be a little fragile.

"Throw in the towel? …… If you admit defeat, come and call me Dad. Yezun pronounced the sentence directly on him.

Wen Jinjin answered a few more times, looked at his grandfather, his grandfather ignored him, and looked at his mother, who seemed to be a little confused and a little fragile in her eyes.

Then did he give in?

"But I don't want to throw in the towel......"

"Then you overturned the game and shouted that you lost?" Yezun's tone was very serious, not like a joke.

"I ...... I ...... "I want to make some excuses for myself."

"So...... You have to keep your heart and become a strong baby! Ye Zhou spoke carefully.

"Grandpa......" looked at the night with a pleading look.

"Go and call it, this is what you promised your uncle?" Night Universe spoke again.

Wen Jinjin twisted, wiped a handful of tears, walked in front of Yezun, and spoke, "Dad is better than ......"

The sound is like the sound of mosquitoes.

"I didn't hear you." Yezun still had a straight face.

Wen Jinjin was a little nervous, "Dad...... Daddy! ”

This time the voice played a lot.

Yezun was very excited in his heart, this little ghost is not easy to deal with, but it's okay...... Finally took him down.

"Well, don't forget in the future, manly man, don't break your word!"

Wen Jinjin was stunned by his bluffing, so he had to agree, "Okay, Uncle Night!" Oh...... No, Daddy! ”

Yezun nodded, then turned his head, put his fist to his lips, and coughed lightly.

Wen Shishi keenly noticed that Yezun's face was flushed again.

There is no sobbing picture of recognizing relatives, only a cruel game of abnormal rationality.

The Ye's method of educating his descendants is really rational, and seeing him become a father, he is still calm and calm......

But if you look closely, you can also see the strong fluctuations in his heart at the moment......