return to the third grade

Chapter 423

As if knowing that Ling Xiaoxiao is in a very difficult situation at this time, the situation on the chessboard suddenly changed, and the white chess, which was originally lukewarm, suddenly became extremely aggressive. After a few pieces fell, black pieces were swallowed up. The power of returning to heaven.

"Stinky boy, no wonder Old Man Liu said he doesn't want to play chess with you!" Ling Xiaoxiao was in a dilemma and didn't know how to answer Grandma Jiang, when Grandpa Jiang shouted.

She looked up, and saw that the black chess on the chessboard had been completely defeated at this time, and Jiang Zizhuo had already got up and walked towards her.

"This kid Zhongyuan won the old man again?" Grandma Jiang squinted her eyes and glanced at the chessboard, then turned her head to look at Ling Xiaoxiao and smiled: "This kid is afraid that I will bully you, so why would you give me a few more pieces?" from."

Ling Xiaoxiao still laughed, but when Jiang Zizhuo sat up, she moved her body to the side.

"Girl, come here." Grandpa Jiang turned around and waved to Ling Xiaoxiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao's face froze, she was really bad at Go!
I played with Jiang Zizhuo a few times before, but in the end, I was always crushed within a few minutes of the start of a round, and then abused all the way.

"Grandpa, I'm not very good at Go." Although it's inappropriate to reject Grandpa Jiang, it's even more inappropriate for her to just sit there.

"Then let's play chess. Old man Song said that you are good at chess." Grandpa Jiang received the chess pieces while winking at Jiang Zizhuo and asked him to fetch them.

Ling Xiaoxiao got up and sat down, looked at Jiang Zizhuo who came over with the chess pieces, and waited for him to send a signal.

"Play well with grandpa." Jiang Zizhuo put the chessboard and chess pieces away, and sat down beside her.

Ling Xiaoxiao understood, Grandpa Jiang's chess level should be better than Grandpa Song's, and Jiang Zizhuo was letting her play normally. . .

They played two sets, each of which was fought to the end, and then Grandpa Jiang barely won.

"You're a really good girl." Grandpa Jiang had a rare smile on his serious face: "Come, let's have another plate."

"Okay, old man, it's time for us to have lunch. The big guys have been waiting for you for a long time." Grandma Jiang came over and tugged at Grandpa Jiang's sleeve. This man played chess without time.

Grandpa Jiang stood up reluctantly, and did not forget to tell Ling Xiaoxiao: "Girl, play with Grandpa for a while after dinner."

Ling Xiaoxiao quickly agreed, but she breathed a long sigh of relief in her heart. Being a little better than Mr. Song was even more of a headache. It's hard to blame her mediocre IQ.

"How is it? Are you tired?" Jiang Zizhuo stood up while holding Ling Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Fortunately, if you hadn't helped me just now, I really couldn't have coaxed Grandpa to be so happy." A few times, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't know how to take the next step, but Jiang Zizhuo secretly made a few gestures aside.

"Happy cooperation." The little boy raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Happy cooperation." Ling Xiaoxiao also smiled and squeezed his fingers.

The two of them are sweet and sweet, and on the other side, Zhao Yazhu, who has been trying to gain a sense of existence, is depressed, let alone what did she and Ling Xiaoxiao say just now?Childhood sweethearts, the elders are very optimistic about them?Are they the one who can accept the blessing?
Zhao Yazhu only felt that she had been slapped in the face, and it was still the PIAPIA kind. When it was lunch time, Grandma Jiang kept putting vegetables into Ling Xiaoxiao's bowl, and said: Eat more, so as not to save my third daughter-in-law Said that I treated you badly, Zhao Yazhu only felt that this blow was louder.

After she couldn't eat her lunch, she found an excuse to leave first, if she didn't leave, she would have no face to stay any longer.

Grandpa Jiang wanted to play a few more games of chess with Ling Xiaoxiao after dinner, but Grandma Jiang dragged her back to her room for a lunch break. The elderly still need to pay attention to rest on time.

Jiang Zizhuo took Ling Xiaoxiao to the backyard. The backyard is the residence of the younger generation. The five children have their own rooms here, and Jiang Zizhuo's room is in the East Wing.

"That Zhao Yazhu didn't say anything to you, did he?" Jiang Zizhuo had always wanted to ask, but there was no suitable time.

"What do you think she will say to me?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at his room, but felt that the layout here was the same as others, simple and cold.

The little boy was slightly taken aback by her rhetorical question, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately hugged her in his arms and kissed her hard.

"You know I'm worried about you." Jiang Zizhuo hugged Ling Xiaoxiao in his arms like a child, and sat on the bed.

Ling Xiaoxiao hugged his neck, still panting a bit, her big eyes were a little charming: "She told me a lot, she said that she knew you since she was six years old, that she and you were childhood sweethearts, so she would be hurt The couple blessed by the elders also said, I am the one who came later, let me be more conscious and take the initiative, and break up with you earlier."

Every time Ling Xiaoxiao said something, Jiang Zizhuo's face darkened a little: "I met you earlier than her. I don't have a childhood sweetheart. No matter who says it in the future, don't believe it. Even if there is, that person is you."

The little boy's tone was sullen, and he looked in a bad mood. Ling Xiaoxiao looked down at his flickering eyelashes: "Then tell me, when did we meet?"

"If we go to the suburbs to find a place to play tomorrow, I'll tell you." The little boy who was in a bad mood still didn't forget to talk about the conditions.

Ling Xiaoxiao was so depressed that she really wanted to raise her hand and pull out his eyelashes one by one.

"Don't go, just forget it if you don't tell me." She turned her head, a little arrogant, a little stuffy, and always felt that she was being eaten to death by a little boy.

"Aren't you going?" Jiang Zizhuo twisted his body and looked at her.

"No." Ling Xiaoxiao twisted her head again.

So, on the second day, she was still dragged by the little boy on the BRT to the suburbs with her bag on her back.

"The weather is fine these days, we can go fishing and have a picnic." The little boy took her hand, as if he didn't see the corners of her lips pursed because of dissatisfaction.

It was still the two of them traveling, and no one called. Their destination was a resort in the northern suburbs. This season is not too hot or cold, so it is most suitable to go to the suburbs to experience the farmhouse.

Jiang Zizhuo pulled her all the way and talked about what the two of them could do. Ling Xiaoxiao was just annoyed at herself, seeing that the little boy was being careful all the way, so she "reconciled" half-heartedly.

The resort booked by the little boy was not easy to find, the two of them reversed the bus several times, and the further they went, the more remote they went, just when Ling Xiaoxiao felt that they were going to get lost, they were lucky enough to meet a taxi.

After arriving at the destination and opening the room, Ling Xiaoxiao was tired and hungry, and she lay down on the bed in large letters with a flick of her backpack.

She would have long since lost the embarrassment she felt when she was in the same room with a little boy. This kind of thing is familiar the second time, right? . .

(End of this chapter)