Seeing that his grandfather was not in the room, Xu Qing turned to the little girl and asked, "Where is grandpa?"

"I just went to the second uncle's house to play chess."

Xu Qing said oh, drank the tea in the enamel teapot in his hand, then walked out of the house and went to the second uncle's house.

At this time, Liu Haizhong was sitting in the room, fighting against the old man with Yan Bugui.

The old man was holding a cigarette stick in his mouth, puffing on his cigarette and looking at the chess game.

When one person fights against two people, it doesn't feel hard at all, but rather relaxing.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Yan, do you two know how to play chess? Why can't you even me, an old man who has been growing crops all his life, not be able to play chess?"

Liu Haizhong’s brows were furrowed, his face looked troubled, and he was undecided.

Yan Bugui was not much better, his chess skills were not bad, but when he met his opponent, he was a little unable to resist for a while.

He had been alone in the courtyard before and had fought against Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai.

But at this time, Yan Bugui looked at the chess game that was almost certain to lose. He wanted to turn the tide and reverse the situation, but he could never find a good way.

Xu Qing opened the door curtain of the second uncle's house, pushed the door open, and saw his grandfather smoking a cigarette happily, waiting for Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui to play chess.

Xu Qing walked to his grandfather, looked down at the chessboard, and said nothing.

Yan Bugui just thought of a step, but after thinking for a while, he sighed and said to the old man:

"Old man, you are still the best. Lao Liu and I can't play this game anymore. If we continue to play, the best result will be a draw."

The old man knocked the cigarette pot on the leg of the stool, scooped out the tobacco from the cigarette bag, lit it with a match, and took a deep puff:

"It's fun to play chess with young people like you. It's not like those old chess players in our village who are so stubborn that they won't admit defeat even though they're dead."

Yan Bugui laughed and said, "Old man, let's try it again."

Xu Qing was standing aside. Seeing his grandfather nodding, he took the initiative to help set up the chess pieces.

Throughout the morning, the old man was killing everyone on the chessboard.

At the end of the game, Yan Bugui found an excuse and sneaked out in advance.

Mainly because it hurts my self-esteem.

He is known as an invincible player in the courtyard. Unexpectedly, this morning, he played five sets with Grandpa Xu Qing, losing four, drawing one, and not winning a single set, which made him feel depressed.

For five days in a row, Yan Bugui did not dare to play chess in the courtyard again.

Liu Haizhong, on the other hand, didn't think it was anything. Seeing that the old man put Yanbu on the chessboard and tidied it up obediently, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Liu Haizhong, the second uncle, could not beat Yan Bugui in the courtyard before. He felt that it was normal for him to lose to Grandpa Xu Qing. From time to time, he would take the initiative to go to Xu Qing's room and play a few games with the old man.

By the way, let’s learn the old man’s chess moves so that we can use them against Yan Bugui in the future.

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On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, grandma made some small Lantern Festivals in the house.

Ask Xu Qing to give a few to each family in the courtyard.

There are many people in the courtyard. Moreover, materials are tight these days, and my family is far from wealthy, so I dare not give more.

If nothing else, just give one bowl to each family, it would be a waste.

I can only send a few, just for your own consideration.

The old man's idea is that since his grandson lives in the courtyard, he can help improve the relationship between the neighbors.

If anything happens to my grandson in the future, he won’t have to say that there is no one to help him.

Xu Qing and his younger brothers and sisters sent Lantern Festivals to every family in the compound.

In addition, grandma packed another pound in a net bag and stuffed it into Xu Qing's hand.

"Xiaoqing, give it to your wife."

Xu Qing was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Grandma, in fact, in addition to Jinghong's place, I also have to give some to my master's house."

The old man was startled for a moment, "Then I have to give it away. Wait, grandma will make some for you, so you can give it away. I taught you the craft before, so we can't forget our roots."

While talking, grandma got busy again, and the little girl stood aside to help.

As for Xu Aiguo, the factory did not clearly assign him a master last year. Xu Aiguo was a teacher in the third workshop together.

It's not that the factory has forgotten, but that in recent years, there have been riots everywhere, and the situation in the factory is not good.

The new ones who joined the factory last year were all the same as Xu Aiguo.

In this way, Xu Aiguo doesn’t have to give it away.

Half an hour later, Xu Qing used a noodle bag to put the two yuanxiao portions that his grandma gave him, and then secretly used his power to divide the two portions of yuanxiao.

Then he hung the noodle bag on the handlebar of the bicycle, pushed the bicycle, and headed out of the compound.

Xu Qing didn't feel that grandma had not prepared enough, but the old master Zhang's family, apart from the master and his wife, maybe Zhang Zhenlian's five sisters were also there.

The target Jinghong’s family has the same population.

Now there are four copies of Lantern Festival, Xu Qing thought, give two copies to each side.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The weather is sunny and the sun shines warmly on the alley.

Xu Qing stood in the alley, crossed the crossbar of his bicycle, rode along the alley, and turned onto the street.
Chapter completed!