MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress-Chapter 84 Broken chess pieces

Zhou Tianyu's birthday banquet broke up because of the unhappy events of Wen Yuya and Xia Ruya, because it was too early, Zhou Tianyu booked a private room in Ninetimes and asked them to go to Ninetimes to have fun.

The party played until twelve o'clock.

Nuan Ya returned to Mo's house with exhaustion and found that Grandpa was sitting in the living room playing with the chessboard. Obviously she was waiting for her. Perhaps she drank some wine. Her mood became sensitive and her eyes became wet all at once. .

With warm eyes and tears in his eyes, with a shining light, he hurried to the grandfather and sat down. It won't be too late. "

Father Mo looked at her cheeks flushed, her eyes blurred with a hint of drunkenness, but the whole person was still sober, obviously playing with restraint, and restrained, he nodded with satisfaction: "I am back, I am happy to have fun . "

Wen Xinya, grabbing the tea by Grandpa's chessboard and pouring it into his mouth: "Something happened at the banquet, so it went away at 10 o'clock. Later, Zhou Tianyu booked a private room in Jiuzhongtian and took us to change the venue."

He said something about the banquet to him.

Father Mo touched her hair and frowned, "I didn't expect Xia Ruya and Wen Yuya at such young ages to be so venomous. Fortunately, you are clever, and then you can't even imagine it, and now they are eating their own evil."

"I never take the initiative to count others, but it's not so easy for others to count me."

Mr. Mo nodded approvingly: "What **** is treacherous and treacherous, others will hurt you, naturally it must be paid back a hundred times, so that others will be afraid of you, only to stop."

Father Mo was really angry, but as a literati, even though his face was very angry, he never showed it, but at this moment, a full of anger burst out.

The Wen Xinya eyes stared at the grandfather, his eyes full of admiration and worship: "Grandpa, you are talking swear!"

Grandpa deserves to be called the Great Confucianist of the world. Without the sourness and decay of the literati, it is no wonder that he can keep up with the times in the literary world.

There was a moment of embarrassment in Mr. Mo's complexion, but it quickly disappeared: "Grandpa was angry for a while, but you can't follow along."

The warm and childish little face rubbed his grandfather's arm: "Grandpa's swearing look is domineering."

Grandpa Mo couldn't help crying: "You've learned chess for so long, try a game with your grandfather, and let the grandfather see if you have grown."

"Okay!" Wen Xinya sat opposite the grandfather: "I want to hold black chess, my grandfather wants me to have five moves."

"Grandpa let you ten moves." Father Mo motioned her to go black first.

Nuan Ya took black from the chessboard and placed it on the board.

Mr. Mo nodded, then let go of the chess piece far away, avoiding its sharp edge.

In this way, the ten moves were finished soon, and Master Mo's white chess began to lay out a Wen Xinya black chess.

Wen Xinya insight into the grandfather's intentions, black chess turned to zero tricky and circuitous, see stitched breakout.

The tricky way of doing chess like this is nothing but reality, which makes Master Mo's careless look gradually become solemn.

The confrontation on the chessboard was like a confrontation between a young general and an elderly general. It was as steady as a mountain, pressing tightly, and a dangerous move, unexpectedly!

Mr. Mo's Wen Xinya eyes became comforted and appreciated!

It is said that chess quality is like character, chess nature is like human nature, playing chess can see a person's dealings with people. This is verified after thousands of years. Then he made a strong attack, when he advanced, he slowly moved forward, when he retreated, he rushed like a stream of water, when he was steady, he was as steady as a mountain, grasping the rhythm of each step, and every step went decisively.

Just as she faced the persecution of the Wen family, Xuan Yin put up with Mo's family! In the face of the scandals of the sky, Fuxi first attacked, and others caught off guard. Zhou Tianyu's banquet faced Xia Ruya and Wen Yuya's calculations. She was as steady as a mountain, advancing.

Mr. Mo counted the number of chess pieces, and Wen Xinya only lost his five eyes: "In a short time, you have learned to such a degree, your talent on the chess course is really amazing. If you sharpen it a little, it will become blue and blue. Better than blue. "

Wen Xinya smile: "It is good for grandpa to teach, as the saying goes, a famous teacher is an apprentice, and a grandfather is a granddaughter without a dog."

Mr. Mo tapped her head lightly: "It's another idiom."

Warm and unwilling to touch his head: "How can I use idioms arbitrarily, where my dad can raise such a smart and cute daughter, I must have inherited my mother and you."

"Where can I brag about my own cleverness and cuteness, Wang Bo sells melon and brags herself, and I don't feel ashamed." Father Mo was funny, usually calm and self-assured in daily life. Maybe he drank some wine and became cheerful and cheerful Joking.

"Grandpa, you can't hear me, I'm actually bragging about you." Warm and charming smile.

"Playing chess with you, I think of your mother playing chess with me when she was a kid. Your mother's chess is not good. She often relies on chess. She often put chess pieces on the board, but her hands did not retract. First she carefully watched my look, and then she decided not to take this step. "Grandpa Mo had memories in his eyes, but a smile on his face.

Suave Ya suddenly blushed, and her eyes flickered for a while. Thinking of the situation where she played chess with Si Yiqi before, she felt guilty somehow. It turns out that these habits are inherited.

Grandpa Mo did not notice her look: "Speaking of her, she still followed your grandmother. Your grandmother was called a talented woman in the past, but she played bad chess. She loved to play chess, but her chess quality was bad She always likes to entangle people to play chess and teaches all the people in her family. Instead, she is a teacher who won't win students and makes a lot of jokes. "

Warmly and gently brush the hair on the cheek behind the ear, feeling that the ear is hot.

Father Mo noticed her strange look and blinking eyes, as if suddenly realizing something, reached out and grasped her right hand, and gently opened it, but she saw a white chess lying on her palm. With his eyes patrolling on the chessboard, he immediately saw where the chessboard was missing, and took out the chess pieces in her hand, and the situation reversed immediately, but the warmth and elegance were all lost.

"You, you!" Father Mo knocked on her head, both happy and complicated in heart, and the blood lineage was indeed very strange, and certain habits also continued.