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Chapter 315 The Art of Sticking (1)

Mu Jinshang put down the brush, pinched Nan Rusheng's cheeks covered with dust from the fire, and said with a little disgust, "You are very fat now."

Nan Rusheng was instantly unhappy, but he also had to admit that the current self was completely different from the skinny self a few months ago. The ribs in the past are the fat now.

She curled her lips and said, "After drinking this cup today, I will be more restrained in the future."

"En." Seeing this, Mu Jinshang didn't try to persuade him much. Rusheng could control his heart, but he couldn't control his mouth.

The lunch meal is delicious.

Nan Rusheng refrained from moving his chopsticks all the time, ate a bowl of rice, rubbed his belly, hey, Lide's flag is really too big, she is obviously a hardworking woman, how did she become a foodie.

Thinking about the past life, it seems that I have been busy with medicine, and I haven't studied food much.

Sure enough, as soon as a person is lazy, he will become a big fat man as soon as he relaxes.

Work hard starting tomorrow!

Buy local herbs!
The chicken legs at night cannot be omitted.

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"Mother, let's cook tonight." Nan Ru moved her already hungry and thirsty hands, and went to the kitchen without waiting for anyone's consent.

Nan Yushi smiled, and couldn't help but go back to the house to care about Ah Hua. She is still a child and easy to coax, but when she grows up, she is not cute at all. I don't know how to act like a baby.

Mu Jinshang was playing chess with Nan Rufeng in the yard. It was getting late recently, and the daylight hours began to lengthen.

Black people go first.

Nan Rufeng picked up a sunspot with her small hand and placed it in the center of the chessboard.

Mu Jinshang nodded, it was still good, picked up the white piece and played one next to it.

Nan Rufeng then placed a chess piece next to Mu Jinshang.

After several moves, Mu Jinshang asked inexplicably, "Why do you always play with my pieces?"

Isn't this called backgammon?It's not that the five sons should be connected together, and it's not called hexing chess. He looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Rufeng, how about I ask you to play chess?"

Nan Rufeng blinked, thought for a while, and finally shook his head and refused, "Brother Jin, sister taught me."

"Oh?" Mu Jinshang took a moment to look at Nan Rusheng who was struggling with chicken legs and wings and asked, "How did your sister teach you?"

He was rather curious, Rusheng also has research on chess.

According to Rusheng, he is not proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It seems that this statement is a word of modesty.

Next time, I want to listen to Rusheng playing the piano and reading.

In Nan Rufeng's immature voice, she solemnly repeated the tricks taught by Rusheng before: "Eldest sister said that the first one focuses on attacking, and the latter focuses on receiving, but there are many, many words behind, which Rufeng forgot."

Nan Rufeng lowered his head, expressing regret, and asked his sister to say it again in the evening and write it down on paper, otherwise his friends would break his thirteen-day winning streak.

Then he continued: "But Rufeng remembers a simple method."

Mu Jinshang smiled and asked curiously: "What?"

"Stick." Nan Rufeng frowned, the black piece landed on the board and continued to cling to the white piece, and said, "It's still sticky."

Mu Jinshang couldn't understand the essence of it, but he also understood why Rufeng played chess so closely. It turned out that he inherited Rusheng's skills and spirit, but they were also very similar. Rusheng once gave her a The story of Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.

Rufeng's relentless pursuit is also very similar.

"How sticky?" Mu Jinshang asked without shame.

Nan Rufeng said: "Since your next child is my next child, this is stickiness."

(End of this chapter)