Volume 3 Winter Solstice Chapter 22: A Stubborn Man
After Jiang You changed Jiang Mo into a set of winter clothes, he carried him, Xu Lao and the other two to the hot pot restaurant.
We ate and drank, chatted about the Go world, and shared gossip about acquaintances in the teahouse, and before we knew it, it was late at night.
Mr. Xu drank a little too much.
After playing four games of chess in one day, his energy was already a little off. After leaving the hot pot restaurant, his steps became a little unsteady, so Liu Jun said, "Let me take Mr. Xu home. He and I live close."
Zhao Lijun glanced at the time and said, "It's getting late. I'll go back directly."
"Be careful on the road." Jiang You said.
"Yes, Xiao Jiang, you should also take your son back early. You have been exhausted all day."
After watching Xu Lao and the other two leave, Jiang You held Jiang Mo and walked towards the Cultural Street.
Walk to number 42.
Step into the yard.
Zhaocai stood up from the steps, walked to Jiang You, walked around his legs, and followed behind him.
After entering the store, Jiang You put Jiang Mo down and walked to the table. "I'm so happy that I don't even want the chess set. This chess piece costs several thousand yuan."
He reached out and put the chess pieces on the chessboard into the jar one by one. "Send them back to him some other day."
After placing the chess pieces and covering the chess jar, Jiang You raised his head, but didn't see Jiang Mo. He stretched his body forward and saw Jiang Mo squatting on the ground and looking at Zhao Cai.
"How about we go play with Ma Tuan later?"
Jiang Mo raised his head.
"Didn't Liu Boyang give you a skateboard? Why don't you practice with it first? Next time we go to Yinyan Mountain, how about skiing?"
Jiang You placed the two chess pots side by side.
"Winning comes at a price." He walked around the long table to Jiang Mo and squatted down as well.
He touched the hair on Zhaocai's back.
"I can hardly remember it. At that time, we were determined to win at all costs..." He picked up Jiang Mo and said, "Let's watch a movie together tonight. You like the style of fighting and killing. The movie "For the Sake of a Dog" has a second part. I downloaded the full version a while ago, but I haven't had time to watch it."
Slowly walked up the stairs.
Turn on the TV.
Sitting on Jiang Mo's bed.
After the movie was halfway through, Jiang Mo heard Jiang You's snoring. He turned around and saw that Jiang You's stomach was rising and falling at a constant pace with his breathing. He waved at the door of the room.
The door opened a little, and Zhao Cai entered the room, then jumped onto Jiang You's stomach.
Jiang You suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. The greasy-haired killer on the screen was stabbed in the abdomen. Jiang You lowered his head and Zhao Cai looked at him innocently.
After a long night, light golden sunlight poured into the room and fell on Guan Nuo's face.
He turned over, opened his eyes, reached behind the pillow and touched three copper coins. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and half sat up.
After throwing the coin on the quilt six times, he sighed and put the coin back behind the pillow.
I looked at the time. It was ten o'clock.
Get out of bed and walk out of the room.
Guan Qingtong was mopping the floor with a mop. "Are you up? There's still half a bowl of porridge in the refrigerator."
"I'm going to go out and get some pancakes. Where's Dad?"
"I'm going to buy groceries. We have guests coming today."
"I'm going for a run."
Guan Nuo brushed his teeth, washed his face, changed his clothes, and went out.
He ran around the community three times, then slowed down and walked out of the community. There was a pancake stall in front of the ramen restaurant next to the community.
The stall owners are a couple who have been doing this for almost five years.
The man is responsible for making pancakes, and the woman is responsible for packing and collecting money.
There are very few people during this time period.
The man sat on a bench next to the stall, looking down at his phone.
The woman is not here.
"Put two eggs, fried dough sticks and ham, coriander and green onions." Guan Nuo walked to the stall.
The man scooped a spoonful of batter, spread it on the pan, and cracked two eggs and spread it evenly.
After taking the fried dough sticks and ham, the man looked up. He recognized Guan Nuo and said, "Is it winter vacation? You haven't been here for a long time."
"Just released."
"Put sweet sauce on it?"
"Yes, no spicy food. Give me another cup of soy milk."
"Okay."
Soon, the man handed the packaged pancakes and soy milk to Guan Nuo, "9 yuan."
Guan Nuo took out his mobile phone, scanned the code and paid.
He returned home while eating pancakes. After opening the door, he saw a pair of men's shoes on the shoe rack. He looked towards the living room and saw a man in his forties or fifties sitting on the sofa with a cup of tea, and his mother came out of the kitchen with a fruit plate.
The man has a pair of phoenix eyes.
He looked at Guan Nuo and said, "This is your son, right?"
"Yes."
“It’s this big.”
"Xiao Nuo, come here and call Uncle Zhuang." Guan Qingtong said to Guan Nuo.
Guan Nuo changed his shoes and called out, "Uncle Zhuang."
He glanced at Guan Qingtong and said, "I'm going back to my room."
"Go ahead."
Guan Qingtong placed the fruit plate on the coffee table.
After listening to Guan Nuo closing the door of the room, she said: "Time flies by so ."
"Does he know about Old Sang?"
"He knows a little bit. He was six years old at that time and he already remembers a lot of things," Guan Qingtong leaned on the sofa, "A few days ago, a little girl came to see me."
"Is Tang not sweet?"
"Yes, she wanted me to go back to the Special Operations Department, but I refused," Guan Qingtong turned her head to look at Zhuang Zekun, "Not long after I left, Xiao Nuo found an excuse to go out, and when she came back, her expression was very ugly. I guess she was rejected."
"Did you teach him?"
"He taught himself secretly. He thought," Guan Qingtong paused, then added, "under my supervision and guidance." Her eyes suddenly became complicated. "He has talent. If I don't teach him, he will practice blindly and easily go astray. I read his fortune for him when he was eighteen."
"What is the result?"
“I can’t see through it.”
"What do you think of Tang Bu Tian?"
Guan Qingtong looked at the teacup in Zhuang Zekun's hand. "The tea you drank was given to you by her." She sat up straighter. "Are you pinning your hopes on her?"
"I originally just wanted to get Yamagami involved. Her identity..."
"What is her identity ? Which relative in charge?" Guan Qingtong's smile was a little sarcastic.
"There are three swords in the sword tomb on the mountain, and one of them is in her hand."
Guan Qingtong's expression became serious, "She is holding a wooden sword."
"The knife is in the sword tomb."
Guan Qingtong hesitated for a moment, "Do you mean to let Xiao Nuo follow her?"
"If you still want revenge..." Zhuang Zekun took a sip of tea, "I met her once on the mountain and we had a fight."
"You fought with her?" Guan Qingtong was a little shocked.
She saw that Zhuang Zekun's expression became helpless.
"Sword cultivators are all a bit stubborn," he sighed, "In another ten years, she might be able to fight that man. I suddenly feel old. Xiaotong, we are all old."
