Xiao Fanyun stood on the side of the road and took a look, shook his head and turned around to squeeze out the crowded crowd.

He can persuade him for a while, but he can't persuade him for a lifetime.

It is not difficult to see that this conflict has been around for a long time and happens almost every day.

Unless this community is fully rectified, it will either move or suffer.

Fortunately, the traffic police arrived quickly and carried out traffic diversion, which restored the streets to smoothen their traffic.

Then the urban management came along, and the restaurant owner along the street was so scared that he quickly took back all the items placed on the street.

After the peak of work and school, the bustling streets suddenly became deserted again.

Only occasionally a few tricycles with tweeters swayed slowly.

Xiao Fanyun almost got lost after a while and drove the navigation to find him.

When I returned to my uncle's house, I saw that my aunt had already bought vegetables and was cleaning various ingredients in the kitchen, but the chef was my uncle.

When my uncle was young, he worked as a chef in the canteen of the government office and made good dishes. Later, when he was old, he couldn't cook, he retired and returned to the village to stay at home.

However, if there is a wedding and funeral in all directions, he will love to invite him to take charge of the private work, so he will have a way to help Xiao Fanyun take on private work.

When Xiao Yun was a child, he always fell in love with his uncle's free meals because the villagers made the food that his uncle made was full of oil and felt delicious whenever he ate.

After the aunt washed the ingredients, the uncle started to take the spoon, and then the aunt went to feed the two children, and the two old men also had a clear division of labor.

Xiao Fanyun went into the kitchen to help while idle, and secretly taught.

There was another table full of hearty dishes, and Xiao Fanyun almost survived.

Then the aunt was responsible for washing dishes and the uncle was responsible for taking care of the children. Xiao Fanyun wanted to help wash dishes but was driven out by the aunt, so she had to sit on the sofa and chat with the uncle.

When the aunt washes the dishes and frees up her hands, according to the past practice, my uncle will play cards and smoke in the chess and card room downstairs, so as not to smoke two children at home.

Xiao Fanyun was bored and followed his uncle to watch the fun.

When I came to the smoky chess and card room, I was filled with old men who were drinking and foggy.

The uncle found a few brothers he knew to come together. Xiao Fanyun stood by wearing a mask and watched for a while before he understood the way to play these small cards.

Then my uncle asked him to play with him on the table. Anyway, it would be considered as breaking the rules if he didn't play money.

Xiao Fanyun refused with a smile. This is not a matter of clear rules or unclear rules. It is because once a person gets involved in gambling, he will lose his illusory luck, no matter how he wins or loses. To put it more scientifically, he is prone to gains and losses, so practitioners are particularly taboo about this aspect.

After looking for a while, Xiao Fanyun took out his cell phone and walked to the bench outside the house to sit down, took off his mask and took out his breath.

There were also a group of old men around, but they were not playing cards, but playing Go.

The two of them played chess, and a group of people pointed and beaten, and almost started fighting.

Xiao Fanyun looked at it interesting and secretly observed it. Soon he saw that Heizi was unable to make a plan but was slaughtered by Baizi. The old man holding Heizi was almost angry and suffered a heart attack.

Then several old men who watched the chess quarreled with each other and held their own opinions.

Xiao Fanyun laughed at it and thought that a group of stinky chess baskets could only play with them so happily.

At this time, a babbling sound came from afar. It turned out that a fat old man with a rosy complexion came over with a radio playing opera in one hand and a large plastic tea cup in the other.

"Old Wang is here!" The old man holding a black man seemed to have seen a savior and quickly shouted for help.

The fat old man shook his head and looked at the chessboard, glanced at everyone with a very arrogant look, full of disdain. He was about to speak out and point out the country, but he heard the old man holding white zi shout: "A true gentleman who can watch chess without saying anything!"

The fat old man almost choked to death and stared at him in anger.

"Why are you glaring at me?" Old man Zhibaizi said proudly: "When you Wang Tingshan play chess every time you play chess, don't you always keep this sentence in your mouth!"

"Okay, I, Wang Tingshan, are gentlemen, and I don't know you like a villain." The fat old man turned around and walked to the bench and sat down, unscrewed the teacup and tasted the fragrant tea.

Xiao Fanyun sucked his nose and exclaimed: "Good tea."

Wang Tingshan looked back at Xiao Fanyun, feeling that the handsome young man was very dignified, and replied with a smile: "Young man knows tea too?"

Xiao Fanyun smiled and said, "I understand a little bit."

Wang Tingshan shook his teacup and asked with a smile: "Then tell me what kind of tea I am making in this cup. If I guess correctly, I will give you a pack."

Xiao Fanyun shook his head and smiled, "I only know how to drink tea, but I can't taste tea. I only know the famous teas in the country, such as Longjing Tieguanyin Dahongpao, but if you disassemble the packaging and put it in front of me, I will recognize all of them."

"Hahahaha." Wang Tingshan couldn't help but show off when he saw his humorous words: "Young man is honest. What I soaked in my tea cup is actually Longjing, and it is the Shifeng in Longjing, which is not something that ordinary people can't drink."

"Oh, I feel respectful." Xiao Fanyun's expression of high-rise reverence made the fat old man even more proud.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore." Suddenly, I heard a quarrel from the chess game, and saw the old man holding a black piece and swaying to get up and leave the seat, and then someone immediately rushed to sit down.

The fat old man smiled disdainfully: "I'm still addicted to food."

Xiao Fanyun chuckled and said, "Isn't it just for fun to play chess? Just be happy."

The fat old man glanced at him and said, "Young man seems to be able to play chess when you hear your tone?"

Xiao Fanyun smiled and said, "I understand a little bit."

The fat old man came to his interest and asked, "Do you want a plate?"

"Senior, please show mercy." Xiao Fanyun replied with a smile.

"There is no size on the chess." The fat old man got up and was about to drive away the people. Xiao Fanyun persuaded him, spread out his folding phone and put on a chessboard and said, "Let's play here."

"It's done too." The fat old man rubbed his fingers and said itchy: "You are a junior, so I'll let you hold a black man."

"Thank you for giving in to me, senior." Xiao Fanyun made a move...

The fat old man does have some chess skills, no wonder he can dominate the Nancheng District where "there are many experts".

As for Xiao Fanyun, everyone who plays swords knows it.

One old and one young, one in a small space, killing one at a time is difficult to resolve.

Gradually, the fat old man had sweat on his forehead, and his expression was no longer as confident as before.

On the other hand, Xiao Fanyun still had a light expression. After all, he was a professional dragon slaying.

Soon the fat old man couldn't resist it anymore. He poured tea and wiped sweat from one handful to another, but he couldn't make it for a long time.

Xiao Fanyun laughed in his heart, thinking about whether to put some water on it.

Suddenly, the fat old man pushed his phone and complained: "I won't play anymore. Your phone screen is too small, so my eyes are blurred when I see it. It's still comfortable to play chess on the chessboard."

Xiao Fanyun laughed silently, put away his phone and said politely: "Thank you for your support, senior."

The fat old man poured a large mouthful of tea ton, stood up and said, "You are waiting here, don't leave!" After that, he quickly left.

Xiao Fanyun looked speechless and thought to himself that if you lose chess, you will still be able to beat me up?
Chapter completed!