The two children didn't even realize how stupid they were.
After a while, there was a chattering discussion.
He said it was so easy, and he learned it in just two days.
Fang Bowen thought Zhou Zehan was stupid enough, but he didn't expect Jiang Jiu to be even stupider.
Even though he made it so clear, he still didn't know how to do it.
Not seeing Zhou Zehan's arrogant look, he walked over and blocked the white chess piece where the little boy was so proud.
As soon as the little boy entered the door, he was blocked and immediately confused.
He finally connected to four, but was blocked.
This is difficult for him.
Fang Bowen won in two or three strokes.
The little boy didn't believe it and said he would do it again.
Fang Bowen also became interested and sat on the ground and started playing with him.
In the end, Zhou Zehan lost ten games in a row.
I didn’t even lose my pants.
When Zhou Zedong came back, he was a little surprised to see three children at the door.
Forget it about Xiaolaoer and Jiang Jiu, why is Fang Bowen here?
Compared with Fang Bowen's upright sitting posture, his younger brother and Jiang Jiu were both kneeling and lying on their stomachs.
Each pose is weirder than the last.
He was a little confused, so he walked over and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"
"Brother, brother, you are finally back."
The little boy is almost crying. If he loses again, he will lose eleven times in a row. He will never see anyone again in the future.
Fang Bowen is one year younger than himself!
"We are playing chess, please help me beat him!"
"If you win, I'll give you all your pocket money!"
Jiang Jiu also echoed: "Well, I'll give you all the pocket money!"
Zhou Zedong glanced at it and said, "Backgammon?"
"Brother, do you know backgammon?"
Zhou Zedong nodded.
Zhou Zehan wondered: "Then why don't I know?"
If it weren't for the chess book his sister read, he wouldn't even know what kind of chess there is.
"Can you do that, brother?"
Zhou Zedong shook his head, "Never."
Seeing disappointment written all over his brother's face, he asked again, "Give me all your pocket money?"
He still remembered that his younger brother made a lot of money selling rabbits.
The Jiang family is also very wealthy.
Zhou Zedong's eyes flashed.
Zhou Zehan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, but you must defeat him."
Probably, he shamelessly leaned close to his brother's ear and whispered: "I have lost ten times, don't tell mom."
Zhou Zedong: "..."
You're so embarrassed to say that.
Seeing Zhou Zedong, Fang Bowen's expression that had been relaxed just now suddenly turned serious.
The sitting posture is a bit stiff.
For some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression towards his brother Zhou Zehan.
I always thought he was scary.
Before, I didn't quite understand why I felt this way, but later I found out.
That was the aura exuded by someone more powerful than him.
He could easily defeat Zhou Zehan, but he might not be able to defeat Zhou Zedong even if he tried his best.
But why, what he felt more in his heart was not fear, but excitement.
Fang Bowen couldn't explain what it felt like.
But he didn't hate it, he even looked forward to it.
Zhou Zedong put down his schoolbag, sat down, and Tongfang Bowen got up.
Although the two were assigned to the same class, he didn't have much contact with Fang Bowen. He just knew that the child was very smart.
He learned much more knowledge at the age of seven than he did at the age of ten.
Although compared to his peers, he is indeed outstanding.
But Zhou Zedong felt that he was a little too striving for success and was trying to undermine others' success.
Of course, this isn't something he cares about.
It's just that his idiot brother was bullied like this. As an elder brother, he couldn't turn a blind eye. It was definitely not for his brother's pocket money.
The two men each hold white and black chess pieces.
Backgammon is the simplest, you can just listen to the name and just look at it.
The difficulty lies only in the opponent.
Although it was Zhou Zedong's first time playing, he played it very safely.
The two of you come and go, and neither one gives in to the other.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Jiu, the youngest, was watching the fight before his eyes, and the two people still hadn’t decided the winner.
The two played chess at a slower and slower pace.
Si Nian was wondering why the child hadn't come home yet, and he almost tripped as soon as he went out.
However, before she could speak, another sharp female voice rang out: "Fang Bowen, what are you doing?"
Fang Bowen was startled, and the white chess piece in his hand fell onto the chessboard, disrupting the chess game.
Zhou Zedong withdrew his gaze and looked up at him, seeing a look of horror on his face.
Only then did they realize that they had forgotten the time while playing chess, and it was almost six o'clock.
Fang Hui had a gloomy face, came over and pulled Fang Bowen up, and said angrily: "Who asked you to sit on the ground and play? Why don't you go home when you're home!"
"Have you finished your homework? The teacher will come over for class later, and you haven't practiced the piano yet. I call you playful!"
She slapped Fang Bowen hard twice on the butt.
Xiao Lao Er and Jiang Zhu were both frightened out of their drowsiness. They trembled and hid behind Zhou Zedong.
They were afraid that Fang Hui would beat them if she got angry.
I just don’t understand why Fang Bowen’s mother is so excited and wants to beat people. Fang Bowen’s mother is so scary.
Fang Bowen admitted his mistake with a white face, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I, I shouldn't be playful."
He was a little annoyed, why was he so playful that he forgot about time?
I originally thought I would go back after playing for a while, so my mother wouldn't notice.
But I was so absorbed in playing chess with Zhou Zedong that I lost track of time for a moment.
Looking at Zhou Zehan and Jiang Jiu who were looking at him in horror, he lowered his head and bit his lip, feeling a sense of humiliation arise spontaneously.
After Fang Hui got angry, she realized that she was being stared at by so many people.
She retracted her hand and said in a cold voice, "Go back."
Fang Bowen didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly put on his schoolbag and ran home without looking back.
Fang Hui then smiled and said: "I'm sorry, Teacher Si, did I scare you? I was too worried just now. After all, you see, my son just had something like that happen some time ago. Hey, I'm busy with work and sometimes I don't have time. I went to pick him up. He usually comes home on time, but I was a little worried when he didn't come so late today, and I didn't expect him to be at the door."
Si Nian didn't even bother to be superficial with her.
In her eyes, Fang Hui is just like the parents of her future generation, wishing to treat their children as tops, spinning them twenty-four hours a day.
No wonder Fang Bowen got sick. With such a mother, it’s no wonder that the child doesn’t get sick.
Although I was also confused as to why Fang Bowen was playing with his son at the door, Fang Hui's approach was really extreme.
"So you are worried about the child. Those who didn't know better thought you were abusing the child. As a stepmother, I can't do this to Miss Fang who beats and scolds a six or seven-year-old child at will."
Fang Hui's expression was distorted for a moment, and then she said with a smile: "I heard that these children are not your biological children. Of course you don't understand how we mothers worry about our children."
