The Blood Hourglass

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"Baby, what do you think?" Dad put down the thermos in his hand and looked at me and asked.

"No, I didn't think about anything!" I denied, because I knew that the damage that happened to my father that day was far from gone, maybe it will never go away.

"Looking at your flickering little eyes, you know you didn't tell the truth." Dad said gently, squeezing my little face.

"Okay, can I say it's okay?" I rubbed my little face and said helplessly, "I was thinking, how can I eat all of Dad's chess pieces."

"You don't have to think about it, you can't do it now." Dad said with a smile.

"Why, why can't I do it now?" I kept asking endlessly.

"There are many reasons for this, such as: you are too young, you don't learn chess deeply, you don't know anything about strategy, etc." Dad said so much in one breath, as if I really have no possibility of winning him now. .

"I'm not young anymore! And I have been learning chess for half a year!" I don't admit the two points my father said.

"But you will always be Dad's baby!" Dad said with his arms around me. Yes! Although I am eight years old now, but to my father, I will always be a child, and it has only been half a year since I learned chess. I heard from my father that for chess players, this time is nothing at all. Carry on.

"But Dad, what is strategy?" I asked in a simple way. It seems that Dad is right. I want to beat him too early!

"Strategy? It's not easy to say, it's too complicated for you to understand." Dad looked embarrassed.

"Then just keep it simple, so that the baby can understand it!" I insisted.

"In simple terms, it means some plans or methods used by someone to achieve a certain purpose." Dad had to explain.

"It's like I have to wear gloves in order to pick roses?" I asked seriously.

"Wearing gloves is a means. When playing chess, both sides will set up some games in order to win the game and try their best to capture the opponent's pieces first. Of course, the most important thing is to capture the opponent's generals. Won chess. This is the same as fighting, killing all the opponent’s soldiers, of course you will win in the end, but if you can, if you can kill the opponent’s general first, the opponent will definitely be in a state of confusion, and then you will win in the end. Maybe you will win as soon as possible." Dad watched me teach step by step.

"Then Dad, how do you plan to eat your generals first?" I asked really directly.

"Hahaha!" Dad laughed.

"Dad, don't laugh, tell baby soon?" I said coquettishly.

"What is so happy?" Mom asked when she walked into the room.

"Baby, she is so cute!" Dad continued smiling and replied.

"You only found out now!" Mom said, approaching and reaching out to hug me.

"Come on, baby, let's take a shower first, take a good bath and then go downstairs to dinner together." Mom said, hugged me to the bathroom. The bath was full of water. My mother helped me undress and put me in the water. The temperature of the water was very comfortable.

"My dear, I'll go down to serve food first, and wait for you!" Dad shouted outside the bathroom door.

"Okay!" Mom answered inside the door while taking a shower for me.

"Mom, do you know how to arrange to eat Dad's generals first?" I asked while playing in the water.

"Oh, are you still thinking about playing chess?" Mom asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I must beat Dad, who told him that it is impossible for me to win him now." I said with a small mouth.

"Really? Dad looks down upon our baby so much!" Mom is always so gentle. It seems that in my memory, I have never seen my mother get angry or angry. It has always been such a gentle smile and gentle tone.

"Mom, don't perfuse me!" There are such esoteric words in my little head.

"Baby knows perfunctory, so smart!" Mom always praised me so tenderly.

"Okay, after washing, come out quickly to dry the water, put on the clothes, we go downstairs, or your father will be asleep." Mom said while helping to wipe his body and put on clothes.

Mom was right. When we went downstairs together, I watched Dad had already prepared the food and put it on the table neatly, and he actually fell asleep on the sofa next to him. I felt the opportunity was indispensable, and I immediately signaled my mother not to make a noise, and I walked gently to my father's side, intending to startle him.

"Ah!!!" But just when I was about to startle him, he suddenly opened his eyes, hugged me, and made me scream.

"Baby wants to scare Dad, it's too early!" Dad smiled and hugged me.

"I hate it the most, Dad said this." I settled down and complained.

"Okay, stop making trouble, eat quickly, and learn your homework after dinner!" Mother blocked our cheer. Since that day, I haven't gone to school for another day, but my mom and dad didn't want me to give up school, so they decided to set up the classroom at home, and my dad was originally a teacher, so he was responsible for my education.

"Okay, eat first." Dad let me go and said.

"Yes, teacher!" That's what I sometimes call my father. Who calls him not only my chess opponent, but also my teacher! Generally speaking, this is a little farce we had before dinner, every day, we never get tired of it.

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