This child is different from his younger brothers and sisters. He has liked to be quiet since he was a child, and he is born to be a scholar. Under Fu Jiuqu's supervision over the years, although his martial arts skills have not declined, his favorite thing is still playing music, chess, poetry and painting, and he is the only master of chess.

But when he came down, he was no match for Fu Jiuqu, so he thought about it in private. The husband said that the eldest brother has improved his chess skills recently. It seems that he has long been willing to challenge, otherwise he would not be so eager.

Xin Yi looked at them funny.

"If you say one game, then you will play the next one. Dinner will be served soon. Don't do what you did last time, refusing to clean up even in the dark..."

The two men agreed, immersed themselves in the chess game, and ignored her again.

The situation on the chessboard was changing. Xin Yi was watching boredly, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the letter on the table that Fu Jiuqu had covered with a paperweight.

It's raining heavily.

The tick-tick-tick-tick-tick knocked on the green tiles, and the courtyard was quiet and lonely.

After a while, there was another burst of laughter.

Xin Yi heard that it was San Nian talking to Xian Yu. Xiao Yu had a lively temperament and was at the age when cats dislike dogs. He usually likes to stick to the third girl, and they have a very close relationship.

The two siblings were chattering, and the sound could be heard from afar.

But the two people playing chess didn't respond.

Obviously, they are already immersed in their own world.

Xin Yi looked at Yi Nian Qingjun's face, his mind wandering.

To this day, she still can't tell anything about Zhao Guan's family from Yi Nian's face, because seven years have passed, and she has almost forgotten what Zhao Guan's family looks like. But Yi Nian's brows, earlobes, and nose bridge are somewhat similar to Fu Jiuqu's.

resemblance.

It is said that a nephew is like an uncle. If Fu Jiuqu and Zhao Zhen are similar, can it be inferred that Yi Nian is indeed Zhao Zhen's biological son?

"mother……"

Sannian's laughter burst into the curtain, like an oriole bird, and it was very sweet.

But the first person to poke his head out was not Sannian, but Xianyu.

Six-year-old Xianyu single-handedly broke the curse of "son is like mother". His little face looked like the exact same mold as his father's, which made Xin Yi suspect that this was not the inheritance of genes, but the duplication of codes.

"Wow, I'm playing chess...I want to come, I want to come too..."

The smaller version of Xianyu is not as straight-faced as his father, and is as naughty as a monkey.

Fu Jiuqu had dealt with him many times, but he still couldn't remember it.

Seeing Xianyu squeezing towards the chessboard, Xin Yi felt dizzy and grabbed his collar and pulled him over.

"Big brother is playing chess with your father, why are you joining in the fun..."

"Mom, it hurts..." Xianyu tilted his head, stretched his neck to look at the chess game, and shouted at the thought he was deep in thought, "I can do this, I can, big brother, go there, go there, oh, you can't do it,

Let me kill my father violently, let me... kill him without leaving any trace..."

Fu Jiuqu: "..."

My own son knows how to kill me.

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyes, "Have you done your homework?"

Xianyu laughed nonchalantly, "What are you doing doing homework for? Grandma said that my father didn't like doing homework when he was a child, so he asked me to play with my sister...ah..."

Xin Yi picked up his ear and pulled it to the side.

"Your father won the first prize without doing his homework. What about you? How many words do you know? How old are you? Have you learned enough?"

"Mom... Ouch... you murdered your own son..." Xianyu's little ears turned red. When she let go, she stroked her cheek and shouted that she was wronged.

"My grandma asked me to play with my sister, so I went there. Why are you relying on me again..."

"I love you so much!"

"Mom! I agreed not to call my sister Xiaolihua."

Before giving birth to his little daughter, Xin Yi discussed it with Xian Yu. The child said it very nicely at first. He wanted a younger brother, a younger sister, everything was fine. However, the first day after his younger sister was born, he started crying.

, saying that he is no longer his parents’ favorite baby.

Because her newborn sister cried very little, and Po Wen said she was like a milk cat, Xin Yi gave her a nickname, Little Lihua.

When a cat eats fish, everyone in the house laughs, saying that Xianyu has a cat sister who is dedicated to defeating him. She made him angry for a full month, until Fu Jiuqu gave his sister a name - Fu Chan, and tried to calm him down.

He was so angry that he gave her a nickname "Xianyu", and then she became happy.

However, Xin Yi still thinks the little civet flower is cute, and hugs her daughter like a pet cat. She still calls "little civet flower" non-stop, often making Xianyu beep with anger. qs

The mother and son fought fiercely over doing their homework. Sannian took a small spoon and sat on the edge of the chessboard to watch the show.

She doesn't know chess, but she can crack melon seeds.

The fruit plate had preserved fruits and melon seeds served by Taoyu. Sannian liked to eat the melon seeds while watching the fish get beaten.

"Mom, you can't take care of your brother. You have to call the little raccoon flower to come and take care of it. He will cry immediately..."

Xianyu had just been pinched in the face by Little Lihua, and he screamed when he heard it.

"The third sister has some ruthless tricks - mother, I would rather copy "three hundred thousand" instead of offending Xiaochan'er! Please spare my life, mother..."

Xin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. San Nian covered her mouth and smiled sweetly.

But the two people on the chessboard were completely deaf to what was happening outside the window.

San Nian stood up from his chair, poured herbal tea and handed it to Yi Nian. He didn't see Yi Nian move, so he turned back to Xin Yi to complain, "Mom, look at my brother..."

Xin Yi looked at Nian's drooping eyelashes, then at the long eyelashes of Fu Jiuqu and Xianyu. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that the letter on the desk was a bit hot to the touch.

"Don't worry about him, wait until they finish playing chess."

Only then did he notice it, he dropped a white piece on the chessboard, turned around and smiled.

"Thank you, third sister."

Sannian held her chin and shook her head, making a face, "It's just you. If it were the second brother, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to him."

Xin Yi's mind moved slightly and asked: "Is Er Nian supposed to be back today?"

San Nian said: "He! It will be dark when he comes back."

Xin Yi sighed and stroked Sannian's head, "Are you hungry?"

"No." San Nian said and pouted again, "I don't know what the second brother was thinking. He had a good life, but he had to go to the camp. He was as tired as a donkey and as black as a piece of coal...

"

Xin Yi curled her lips, "Second thoughts will come back soon, you can ask him like this."

Sannian stuck out her tongue, "I don't dare."

Er Nian has been practicing martial arts all year round. He is the tallest and strongest. At the age of seventeen, he looks like a grown-up. He is very straightforward when talking and doing things. He is not as naughty as he was when he was a child. He is also much calmer and has his own ideas.

The person he admires most is Di Qing.

Because of this sentence, Fu Jiuqu did not stop him from going to the camp to exercise, but he still set the rules. He must still read the books he should read, and take the exams he should take. Even if he went to the camp, he could not avoid studying.

Er Nian readily agreed.

The children each have their own ideas, but Xin Yi never stops them and can get along with them without any generation gap.

After all, she is only twenty-seven years old this year, and the ancients matured prematurely.

It has been ten years since she came to this era, but her consciousness and thinking seem to have never changed and are still stuck in the past...

But Fu Jiuqu...

Xin Yi glanced at the man sitting upright.

The twenty-nine-year-old Brother Jiu is in his best years as a man. His appearance remains the same as before, and his elegance remains unchanged, but his temperament has become more calm and prudent, like a feudal patriarch. Xin Yi often laughs at him for being a pedantic little old man.

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"You lose." A black stone landed steadily on the chessboard.

With a smile on his face, Fu Jiuqu looked at the suspicious thought on the other side of the chessboard, with a bit of amusement on his face.

Yi Nian stared at the defeat with a look of surprise on his face.

In the game, Fu Jiuqu used black stones to display the character "Rong".

I was filled with surprise and admiration at the same time, so I quickly stood up and saluted.

"I was so stupid that I didn't notice Uncle Fu's trick of luring the enemy, and he still put on such tricks right under his nose.

.Exquisite, really exquisite!"

Fu Jiuqu said calmly and calmly: "Life is like a chess game. Playing a chess game reveals your wisdom, and making a move can reveal your heart. What you are looking at is the chess, and what I am planning is the overall situation. You are skilled in chess and stand out. You are no longer an ordinary person."

Comparable. But I am still young and still need to hone my mind. In other words, it is not that you are stupid, but that your opponent is too strong..."

Xin Yi:……

Is it okay to praise yourself in another way?

Yi Nian looked stunned for a moment, then smiled.
To be continued...