Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Zhou Tianyu's birthday party broke up because of Wen Yuya and Xia Ruya's disagreement. Because it was still early, Zhou Tianyu booked a private room in Jiuchongtian and asked them to go to Jiuchongtian to have fun.

A group of people played until twelve o'clock before they dispersed.

Wen Xinya returned to Mo's house full of exhaustion, and found her grandfather sitting in the living room playing with the chessboard, apparently waiting for her, perhaps because she drank some wine, her emotions became sensitive, and her eyes immediately became wet .

With tears in her eyes, Wen Xinya ran to grandpa with a smile and sat down next to her: "Grandpa, you are old, how can you stay up late like this, next time I go out at night, don't wait for me, I know how to behave , won't be back too late."

Mr. Mo looked at her blushing cheeks, blurred eyes with a hint of drunkenness, but she was still sober, obviously playing to the fullest, and with restraint, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "I'm back, I had a good time playing .”

Wen Xinya grabbed the tea beside the grandpa's chessboard and poured it into her mouth: "Something happened at the banquet, so we broke up at ten o'clock. Later, Zhou Tianyu booked a private room in Jiuchongtian and took us to change places."

After speaking, he roughly told him about the banquet.

Mr. Mo stroked her hair and frowned, "I never thought that Xia Ruya and Wen Yuya would be so vicious at such a young age. Fortunately, you are smart, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous, and now they are the ones who suffer the consequences."

Wen Xinya pouted and said coquettishly: "I never take the initiative to plot against others, but it is not so easy for others to plot against me."

Mr. Mo nodded approvingly: "What kind of shit is forgiving and forgiving. If someone hurts you, you will naturally have to pay back a hundred times. Only when others are afraid of you will it stop."

Mr. Mo was also really angry in his heart, but as a literati, even though he was very angry in his heart, he never showed it on his face, but when he said something at this time, his anger burst out.

Wen Xinya stared at grandpa with sparkling eyes, eyes full of admiration and admiration: "Grandpa, you are swearing!"

Grandpa really deserves to be called a great Confucian in the world. He doesn't have the slightest sour Confucianism and decadence of a literati. His thinking keeps pace with the times, so it's no wonder he can stand tall in the literary world.

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

Rubbing against grandpa's arm with her sweet and tender face, "Grandpa's swearing looks really domineering."

Mr. Mo couldn't laugh or cry: "You have learned chess for so long, play a game with grandpa and let grandpa see if you have improved."

"Okay!" Wen Xinya happily sat opposite to grandpa: "I want to hold a black chess piece, and grandpa wants to give me a five-move chess piece."

"Grandpa asked you ten moves." Mr. Mo signaled her to go first with the black chess.

Wen Xinya took the black chess piece from the chessboard and placed it on the board.

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

After going back and forth like this, the ten moves were soon over, and Mr. Mo's white chess began to encircle and suppress the warm and elegant black chess.

Wen Xinya understood Grandpa's intentions, and the black chess pieces were broken into pieces in a tricky and roundabout way to break through the siege.

This kind of chess moves cunningly, the truth is false, and the false is true, so that Mr. Mo's casual expression gradually became serious.

The confrontation on the chessboard is like a confrontation between a young general and an old general, one is steady as a mountain, pressing step by step, one soldier makes dangerous moves, and surprises!

Mr. Mo's warm and elegant gaze became gratified and appreciative!

It is said that chess quality is like character, and chess nature is like human nature. Playing chess can tell how a person behaves. This has been verified for thousands of years. Xinya is good at playing chess. When advancing, advance slowly; when retreating, rush like flowing water; when steady, be as steady as Mount Tai. Grasp the rhythm of each step, and take each step decisively and without muddle along.

Just like when she faced persecution from Wen's family, Xuanyin resisted and went into Mo's house!In the face of scandals all over the world, she hid first and then attacked, catching others by surprise. Zhou Tianyu faced Xia Ruya and Wen Yuya's calculations at the banquet, she was as stable as Mount Tai, and she had a certain degree of advance and retreat.

Mr. Mo counted the chess pieces, Wen Xinya only lost his five eyes: "You have learned such a level in a short period of time. Your talent in chess is really amazing. If you sharpen it a little bit, it will surely become the blue one. better than blue."

Wen Xinya smiled and said: "Grandpa taught well. As the saying goes, a famous teacher produces a good student, and a tiger grandpa has no dog granddaughter."

Mr. Mo tapped her head lightly: "Using idioms indiscriminately again."

Wen Xinya patted her head: "I didn't use idioms indiscriminately. How can my father raise a smart and lovely daughter like me? I must have inherited my mother and you."

"There is no one who praises herself for being smart and cute. Wang Po sells melons and brags, and she is not ashamed." Mr. Mo said with a smile. He usually looks calm, self-reliant and confident. Maybe he has drank some wine, and he has become lively and cheerful. Laughing and joking.

"Grandpa, you can't tell, but I'm actually praising you." Wen Xinya smiled obsequiously.

"Playing chess with you, I think of your mother playing chess with me when I was a child. Your mother's chess skills are not good. She often resigns, regrets, hesitates, and never changes. These four words are useless to her. She often puts the chess pieces on the chessboard, but doesn't take her hands back, first observes my expression carefully, and then decides whether to take this step." Mr. Mo has memories in his eyes, but a smile on his face.

Wen Xinya blushed suddenly, her eyes flickered for a while, thinking of the situation of playing chess with Si Yiyan before, she felt guilty for some reason, it turns out that these habits are hereditary.

Mr. Mo didn't notice her expression: "Speaking of which, she still followed your grandma in her chess skills. Your grandma was known as a talented woman in the world, but she played bad chess, but she loves to play chess very much, and her chess skills are not good. , I always like to pester people to play chess, and taught all the servants in the family, but she, the teacher, can't beat the students, and made a lot of jokes."

Wen Xinya gently brushed the hair on her cheeks to the back of her ears, feeling her ears burning hot.

It was only then that Mr. Mo noticed her strange look and twinkling eyes, as if he had suddenly realized something, he reached out and grabbed her right hand, and gently pulled it away, only to see a white chess piece lying on her palm, His eyes wandered around the chessboard, and he immediately saw where the pieces were missing on the chessboard. He took out the pieces in her hand and put them away. Suddenly, the situation was reversed, but Wen Xinya lost everything.

"You, you!" Mr. Mo patted her on the head, feeling both happy and complicated. The inheritance of blood is indeed very strange, and some habits have also been carried on.