After Becoming a Little Sister

It looks almost like an elementary school student who just learned to play Go, but there are right and wrong.

Adults don't know right from wrong, adults only care about winning or losing.

The Taoist nun in white played chess silently, her eyes were calm, as if she was no longer touched by Xiong Luoli's nonsense before.

After Xiong Luoli thought for a while, she pushed down a chess piece, but it was on the side casually.

This looks like a move that was abandoned like a Sapo after a step that he really couldn't think of how to do.

While pressing down the chess piece, she picked up her milk bottle and sighed like a grown-up: "Actually, there are some things that are enough, and there is no need for more..."

The Taoist nun in white put down a chess piece, and a crisis suddenly arose on the chessboard.

The originally calm confrontation was directly drawn into the killing game from this moment, which was inconceivably earlier than the normal game process.

Her voice was calm, but her voice was slightly hoarse: "It's not just about money, there are many things."

A lot of things she had to leave to them—the world was changing so fast that she was not sure that she could completely protect the Song family in possible future crises.

Therefore, it is necessary to build a fortress for them, gather more cards for them, and accumulate more capital.

Until the day she is not around, these capitals can protect them.

The reason why she arranged the design to crown Mu Yuzi before was the same reason - to act as an intermediary in the identity of the Song family, to gather tacit cooperation including Jia Ziyu and Jiuju, and at the same time to give favor to the king of killers, even Obtained the acquiescence of Zixiao Palace to walk in the world.

This means that there is absolutely no one in the entire Asia-Pacific region who can take action against the Song family at the level of the dark world.

What kind of killer will others hire to do things in the future?King of Killers please?

But these are only the most superficial things. She has more unspeakable plans. Perhaps in the eyes of Aliya, who has absolute power, these plans seem petty, or compared with the countless Mrs. Jin under her, her actions The style is feminine and indecisive.

But she can only do so much.

With a background that least affected the clean identity of the Song family's "business family", it was like walking a tightrope.

This is also the reason why Boundary Monument Wangui really warned her that this kind of tightrope walking can be both ways, but once the helm is lost, it is very likely that both sides will not please, and even lose the original clean identity and fall into the abyss.

People who are taller see the unbearable state of the Taoist nun in white.

But the same people saw the difficulties of the Taoist nun in white.

Who is she thinking about so hard that she can't sleep day and night?Is it for yourself?

Even though Xiong Luoli's words had her petty temper, they were quite upright, but to the nun in white, they sounded like childish rebellion, saying, 'I've grown up, what you adults are doing is wrong ’ Likewise, it’s unpleasant to criticize parents who do too much for their families.

The unhappiness of the Taoist nun in white did not show on her face, but poured out on the chessboard.

The stormy murder was set off, revealing the emotions of a special housewife who was actually in middle age.

In a sense, this is no different from the kind of mother who is angry and angry while doing housework at home...

Xiong Luoli thought for a while, and responded without fuss: "Actually, I have read those books about education, and found that the biggest problem for parents nowadays is that most of the time they don't know how to help them. The child chooses the path, is stubborn, and is especially bad at communicating."

"..."

Facing the silent Taoist nun in white, she took out the inflatable yellow duckling in her bosom, squeezed it, and put it aside: "Children are actually anxious, but parents are selling anxiety even more. What they say is often complaining, with With a mocking tone, for example, something like 'How big a man, I can't do this well', or 'I didn't do this for your own good' or something..."

Having said that, Xiong Luoli raised her small face and explained seriously: "I can understand that they also want to vent their emotions, because the children don't follow their plan, which will make them feel out of control, the more they want to Parents who want to be in control don't want that to happen."

The Taoist nun in white twitched slightly, watching the sudden and peaceful confrontation on the chessboard, and fell into a deep thought.

"I still say the same thing, actually I don't care." Xiong Luoli hugged her own banana milk and drank it contentedly: "But, it doesn't feel good to involve too many other people, don't you think so? "

The Taoist nun in white finally failed to make another move, but looked at a chess piece placed on the edge: "What does that mean?"

She originally had a hundred ways to penetrate Xiong Luoli's immature resistance now, but she couldn't see through that strange move alone.

Not only is it impossible to see through, but the more I think about it, the more treacherous I feel. It seems that the more I use the usual means to deal with it, the more likely that chess piece will turn into a finishing touch at a certain moment in the future, completely reversing the situation. It gave her the illusion of a stick in her throat.

"What do you mean? It doesn't mean anything." Xiong Luoli scratched her head: "It's just a random one."

The Taoist nun in white stared deeply at the little guy who had finally released the shackles, and didn't bother to investigate whether it was true or not. She just casually placed her chess piece on the lower right corner of the chessboard, picked up another one, and placed it on the bottom right corner of the chessboard. got there.

The pitch is conceded, although the chess game has only reached the middle game.

Xiong Luoli slumped her shoulders and muttered softly, "Okay, she won."

The Taoist nun in white glanced sideways at the little Taoist Li Guang who was looking at You Tianwai, and then looked back: "Who won?"

"That vicious stinky woman, she said something right." Xiong Luoli picked up the chess piece that she had placed randomly: "She said, play chess with stupid people, use skills, and play chess with smart people, just be reckless." Husband, smart people will calculate themselves, especially when the other party thinks you shouldn't be a fool."

Xiong Luoli lifted up the chess piece: "I really misplaced it, Daoist Wuchen—or maybe, Mother, you think too much."

The nun in white closed her eyes slightly, and leaned back in the armchair: "...I never thought that one day I would hear you call me that."

"are you happy?"

"It feels... amazing."

It's fine to be fantastic rather than weird.

Xiong Luoli thought about it and nodded, that's good.

"Parents' plans for their children come largely from what they themselves have missed, just as uneducated parents hope their children will be educated, middle-class parents hope their children will enter the upper class, and rich parents hope their children will be richer. ... To put it bluntly, it is not very good for them to fail to do those things themselves, and then pin their hopes on their children."

The Taoist nun in white opened her eyes: "Do you think I am the same?"

"I don't know." Xiong Luoli looked at her with a confused face, and her eyes were full of childish innocence: "I'm still a child."

Child... The corner of the Taoist nun's mouth curled up, but she didn't restrain herself this time.

Children—these two children, one is a genius and the other is also a genius.

It's just that in comparison, Li Guang's genius has been revealed since she was a child, while Xiong Luoli was locked up for 17 years.

The Taoist nun in white raised her hand to wipe off the chess pieces on the chessboard: "Since you are still young, don't ask too much about some things."

"Oh, good." Xiong Luoli nodded and jumped off the large chair: "I don't know anything, I just came to play chess."

The little nun Liguang next to her just finished her work, opened her eyes, took off her earplugs and glasses, and looked at Luoli Xiong in front of her in doubt.

The latter held a feeding bottle in his mouth, looked at her with wide-open eyes, and made a "ba ba ba—" biting sound.

It's cheap, like a brat begging for a beating, frantically probing on the verge of death.

Little Aunt Liguang put her hand into her sleeve expressionlessly, took out a hard black gun that was flickering with electricity, and pressed the switch.

Xiong Luoli hurriedly turned around and ran away. While running, she panicked and called out the muscular sister Gui Aige to escort her. It was very much like the previous appearance—or, in other words, it was very much like the appearance that others saw before.

That clumsy, troublesome, annoying bear loli.

Little Aunt Li Guang watched her back disappear at the door of the room, then put away the props, and looked up at her master with her small face.

The nun in white seemed to be in a good mood for some reason, she picked up a chess piece and tapped it on the board: "Li Guang."

"Away from the light."

"What do you think is the happiest thing about playing chess?"

"Win chess?"

"No, think again."

"...lost to a strong opponent?"

"No." The Taoist nun in white shook her head and put the chess pieces on the board: "After playing chess for a long time, you finally found out that you finally have a new opponent...or should you not be called an opponent, but a successor? "

Little Aunt Liguang tilted her head in confusion, not knowing what to be happy about.

Would anyone be happy about this kind of thing?And why did the master suddenly say this?

She thought for a moment, climbed into the chair, and looked at the chessboard.

The chessboard was empty, except for a piece on the edge that might have been dropped casually.

The Taoist nun in white pushed the white chess to her: "Come, play the next game with me."

The little Taoist nun Liguang suddenly felt as if she was facing a big enemy. She sat down and straightened her skirts and clothes. After sitting upright, she took out a wet towel and wiped her hands. She carefully picked up a chess piece and started the game first under the nod of the Taoist nun in white. .

The Taoist nun in white followed with ease, dropping one piece, then another, and three times.

When the fourth sunspot fell, the Taoist nun in white smiled and said, "You lost."

The little nun Liguang who just gave birth was a little confused, isn't this just the beginning?

Then she saw the Taoist nun in white put a chess piece on the board, and her five black pieces formed a line.

Backgammon, she did lose.

"...This is not Go." Little Taoist Liguang opened her mouth, like a silly fish being dragged ashore.

"Yes, I didn't say it was Go." The Taoist nun in white rarely showed a hearty smile: "Playing Go every day, I'm tired of playing Go, isn't Gomoku bad?"

What can Little Aunt Liguang say?

Like a little loli being played by an unscrupulous mother, she nodded with a little grievance, saying that you are happy.

"This time, even if I lose all the games, I still won." The Taoist nun in white pointed out: "It doesn't matter whether you win or lose if you move within the rules. From the beginning, I got what I wanted most, so I didn't lose."

Little Aunt Li Guang nodded seriously, and then took out a small notebook to write down these words.

Although I don't understand it, as long as it is what the master said, it must make sense. Write it down first and then slowly understand it.

If it doesn't work, she can still ask Elder Sister...

The Taoist nun in white put away the chess pieces, took a sip from her warm teacup, and looked up at the rolled up curtains and the wind and snow.

Little Taoist nun Liguang suddenly realized, and hurriedly jumped off the chair, ready to close the window.

My master hates the wind and snow the most, and hates it.

However, Taoist nun in white stopped her: "That's it."

Little Aunt Li Guang, who had already put her hand on the window edge, turned her head in surprise, and looked at her master with questioning eyes.

"That's it. It's good to watch this kind of scene once in a while, just to change your mood."

The Taoist nun in white thought for a moment, then beckoned the little Taoist nun Liguang to her side: "Come here."

Little Aunt Liguang looked out the window, then at her master, and finally chose to run back to her master.

The Taoist nun in white picked her up, and after thinking for a while, she awkwardly put her in her arms and hugged her behind her back.

Little Aunt Li Guang was as stiff as a piece of wood—since she was able to walk by herself, she had never been hugged like this in her memory.

The Taoist nun in white rested her chin on her head, and quietly looked at Fei Bai rolling outside the window: "If the catkins are blown by the wind... one good thing about Wuyou Island is that you can't see snow all the time, but sometimes in Only when I recall the past in my dreams can I remember... Actually, what I didn't like at the time was not the heavy snow, but what I was more afraid of was the spring that would come after the ice and snow melted."

The heavy snow was very difficult, the mountains were blocked by snow, food was in short supply, and it was bitterly cold.