Chapter Eighty-Six: The Final Battle
Race?
Ever since her master was ill, she has been playing against herself.
Although I have studied "Yi Zhi" and "Huan Zi's New Theory", etc., I rarely have actual combat.
"I'm afraid it won't work." She was a little regretful: "My chess game is just a joke, and my level is limited, and there is no way to compare with the old-timers." ”
Xun Jianping was also a little disappointed.
He sighed faintly.
"Forget it, your Aunt Wang is still going to invite you to watch TV at home."
Well?
Qiao Yu's ears moved.
"I also prepared a bunch of snacks."
“!!!”
"Oh, by the way, and your favorite AD calcium milk."
“!!!”
Can you drink AD calcium milk while watching TV and eating snacks?
Qiao Yu was entangled.
There was a struggle inside.
"Otherwise, let's go see the other party's strength first, and then discuss?"
Really!
Hooked!
Xun Jianping was satisfied.
But the surface is as steady as an old dog.
"Just do as you say, let's see each other's strength tonight."
"Can I watch TV first?"
"Nope."
......
The neighborhood next door is called Hanlin Garden.
It's even older than the Scholar's Garden.
Although housing prices are low, pensions are high.
The uncles and aunts of the two communities don't look down on each other.
This isn't the first time I've choked.
The old men also have their own set of rules.
It's like a little friend beating the king, and calling dad if he loses.
This is a game of chess, earning wins and losses, and it is also commonplace.
"Your Uncle Xun can't go down to others."
After Qiao Yu watched TV, Aunt Wang took her to the elderly club and gave her a special advice.
"This time, you have to give your Aunt Wang a good fight."
Aunt Wang and Uncle Xun are a golden wedding couple.
Very affectionate.
Uncle Xun is lean, but Aunt Wang has a blessed face, and she is good to Qiao Yu on weekdays, and when she came back, she invited her to eat small snacks.
In order to eat and drink in the future, Qiao Yu naturally nodded.
"Is the other party very powerful?"
"It's a big fart, and the dead old man will brag about it."
mentioned the old man on the other side, Aunt Wang looked angry.
"What do you say, my son is a director on a TV station."
"How much money is a month, and I am still filial, and I come back every week."
"In the future, it will also be a blessed life, and we can't compare with us, tsk, I see him angry like that."
Uncles and aunts will also compare.
This is more filial than the pension than the children.
Qiao Yu stopped talking.
Uncle Xun's son heard that he rarely met in other places.
The two couples are elderly people who live alone, so naturally this is a bit sour.
"Can I go to my aunt's house to watch TV more often in the future?"
When Aunt Wang heard this, her round eyes looked happy.
She touched Qiao Yu's head.
"We Xiaoliu are sensible."
Qiao Yu took Jiang Yin and followed Aunt Wang to the chess club of the elderly club.
Although this place is old, the atmosphere is good.
A room, a pot of tea, a game of chess, the book is elegant, and it is very appetizing for Qiao Yu.
Uncle Xun is already playing chess inside.
Many old men came to the room to watch.
Qiao Yu saw that Uncle Xun frowned tightly and looked embarrassed.
She glanced at the board again.
It's almost time for the bureau.
Guanzi, also known as the finale, is a chess game divided into three stages, layout, mid-game, and official.
The final stage of the game between the two sides.
I'm going to lose.
The sunspot is solid.
Such as the iron wall of the road.
Shiroko was trapped in it.
It's hard to prevent.
"It's coming to an end."
"Old man Xun can't do it."
"You stink too."
A bunch of old men looked pity.
Qiao Yu seriously pondered the chessboard situation, but he didn't want to, and was interrupted by a sentence from the person watching the game.
"Thirteen leaps, nine, stands."
Qiao Yu twisted his eyebrows and whispered.
"Fourteen pheasants, ten, pointed."