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After some guidance, it was already afternoon.

Everyone was too busy to eat at noon, so they just ate some dry food to fill their stomachs.

This reminded Liu Cong of his past appearance, where he often spent much time doing research in the laboratory and forgetting to eat and sleep.

He ate compressed biscuits when he was hungry and drank some mineral water when he was thirsty. He lived like this for several years.

Although the salary is not bad, people are really tired, and they are all bald before they reach the age of thirty.

Seeing that the guidance issue has been completed, there is no point in Liu Cong staying here.

When he thought that there was an old man waiting to play chess with him at home, Liu Cong instantly didn't want to go back.

In Liu Cong's eyes, his grandfather was the kind of player who was both good and fun-loving. Little did he know that it was because he was too good, not that his grandfather was too good.

Principal, it's getting late now.

It's time for me to go back. There are still some things at home waiting for me to take care of. Liu Cong walked up to the principal and whispered to the principal.

The principal looked at Liu Cong in front of him, then nodded and said, Okay, I'll see you off.

The principal made a gesture of invitation. When Liu Cong saw that the principal was about to send him off, he quickly stepped forward to dissuade him.

Principal, no need. I can go out alone. You can go about your business.

If there are any problems that need to be solved by then, we will contact you on the phone.

After hearing what Liu Cong said, the principal didn't force himself any further.

Next, Liu Cong quietly slipped away from the main entrance.

In the room where he originally changed clothes, Liu Cong took off his dust-free clothes, and then walked out alone.

When he walked to the gate, Liu Cong glanced at the two people at the door, as if telling them, I'm coming in, come and beat me.

Later, Liu Cong rode a motorcycle toward home.

When I got home, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

After grandpa saw Liu Cong coming back, he insisted on asking Liu Cong to play a few more chess games, but Liu Cong ruthlessly refused.

Looking at his grandfather's resentful eyes, Liu Cong couldn't help but want to laugh.

Dasun, have you eaten? Li Xiulan ran out of the kitchen and asked concernedly after seeing Liu Cong coming back.

Grandma, not yet. My classmates don't want to eat tonight.

Liu Jianguo, who was standing next to him, heard his grandson say this and said from the side: You have all these bad friends. This is so stingy. You don't even care about dinner for your birthday.

I want you to take care of it.

Liu Cong stuck out his tongue at Liu Jianguo, which made Liu Jianguo very angry.

Liu Yang, look at the good son you raised. Now he dares to talk back to me.

Where's my feather duster? I'll beat you idiot to death!

Liu Jianguo looked around for traces of the feather duster at home, while Liu Cong next to him stood calmly, motionless.

Liu Jianguo didn't know that Liu Cong had already hidden the feather duster, and where else could he find it.

Li Xiulan, who was on the side, saw Liu Jianguo's furious look and said, If you had been nicer to your eldest grandson, would he dare to talk back to you now?

I can't play chess, but now I can't even compare to my eldest grandson, he's getting old!

Li Xiulan sighed, and Liu Jianguo, who was looking for a feather duster on the side, was not happy.

Hey, Li Xiulan, we have been sharing the same bed for decades. If you don't speak for me, you will help this little grandson.

Why am I old? I'm not old. Liu Jianguo said angrily.

Zhang Guimei and Liu Yang both laughed when they saw this lively scene. This family has not been so lively for a long time.

After the family had dinner, Liu Cong couldn't resist his grandfather's shamelessness.

So, I played two games of Go with my grandfather.

It doesn't matter if this doesn't happen, Liu Jianguo will probably not be able to sleep at night.

One more, just one more.

Liu Jianguo looked at Liu Cong with pleading eyes. Liu Cong picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was already half past nine in the evening.

Liu Cong needs to prepare to score points, otherwise he will not be able to participate in the following national Go competition.

After being ruthlessly rejected by Liu Jianguo, he was slightly disappointed, snorted coldly and went back to his room.

Seeing his grandfather return to his room, he also walked to his room, closed the door silently, and began to score points alone.

In the next few days,

Liu Cong either plays chess by himself or plays chess with his grandfather.

No matter how hard he tried these days, Liu Jianguo could not beat his grandson. He even once doubted whether he really wanted to be old as Li Xiulan said.

In order to verify, Liu Jianguo also personally went to the Go community not far from the community to find an old man who was an amateur Go seventh-dan player and played a game.

Soon, he won.

Liu Jianguo's confidence increased greatly after winning this game, but after he came back, he couldn't defeat his grandson.

This is when Liu Jianguo realized that his grandson was probably more than one level higher than himself.

However, as a stubborn old man, he just didn't want to admit this, because if he gave in, it would make him lose face.

On the morning of New Year’s Eve,

The whole family started to do their own busy work.

Since Zhang Guimei's injury has not completely healed, she can only watch the family busy in the living room.

Grandson Gui, can you write couplets? Just show off.

Liu Jianguo looked at Liu Cong with some gloating.

Liu Cong, who was holding a writing brush, looked at his grandfather and said with a smile: Grandpa, why do you always like to use this method of provoking generals?

Will you find out later? It's a waste for you to buy so many empty couplets and not write them.

Liu Yang on the side heard that Liu Cong was about to write a couplet, so he came over curiously.

Liu Cong, can you still write couplets? Why have I never seen you write them before?

Your mother never enrolled you in calligraphy classes when you were a child. Liu Yang asked curiously.

When it comes to writing calligraphy, Liu Cong is really good at it. Liu Cong even won the first place in the calligraphy competition when he was on Earth. Writing couplets is a piece of cake for Liu Cong.

If you can write, I'll count you as the winner!

I lost to you in chess, but I can still lose to you in calligraphy. Liu Jianguo said with some pride.

Liu Cong looked at the couplets that Liu Jianguo had written on the ground. They were indeed very good.

However, what Liu Cong wrote may not be worse than his grandfather's.

Grandpa, this is what you said.

Yes, that's what I said. Liu Jianguo held his head high and said with some pride.

This sentence You win instantly aroused Liu Cong's desire to win.

Dad, sharpen the ink for me!

Liu Yang on the side also obediently polished Liu Cong's ink after hearing Liu Cong's arrangement.

At this time, grandma Li Xiulan also supported Zhang Guimei and came to the front, wanting to test whether Liu Cong could calligraphy with calligraphy.

Liu Cong stroked his pen,

First couplet: Pepsi is a good contemporary.

Second line: The ancient world is new today.

Horizontal batch: Everything is updated.

The pen falls.

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