Gomoku (Five in a Row) involves techniques and tactics, which Gu An'an clearly hadn't mastered. Her mind was still a bit foggy when she heard the man's deep voice, "Oh, I see. I understand. Are you sure you want to play Go with me?"

What do you know?

Just as Gu An'an was about to speak, she saw the two little siblings sitting opposite her exchange a smile. "You and my mother are adults, so you can be together. Bao'er and I are children, so why don't you give me a turn?"

Jiang Yong'an laughed, "If it were Go, I could give you a two-stone handicap, but forget about Gomoku. There are no fathers and sons in a casino. If you want to admit defeat now, it's not too late."

With that, Jiang Yong'an took out a handful of silver leaves. "If I win, you give me ten coins; if I lose, I'll give each of you a silver leaf. How about it?"

The temptation was incredibly alluring, and Jiang Mingxu's eyes lit up. "Okay."

Anyway, all his money came from his mother, so even if he lost it all back, it wouldn't be a loss.

But if you win a round, you'll get a silver leaf.

It's a great deal no matter how you look at it.

"Go for it, brother! Bao'er likes silver leaves."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll win it all for you."

Watching the two adorable siblings plotting something, Gu An'an turned to look at Jiang Yong'an sitting to the side.

The man seemed to know what she was going to say and spoke first, "The casino is like a battlefield, and on the battlefield, there are no fathers and sons."

Gu An'an: "..." Alright, I know you want to bully the little kid, but be careful you don't get pecked in the eye by an eagle.

Jiang Mingxu is quite skilled at playing Gomoku (Five in a Row).

Originally, Gu An'an and her entourage were sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) in the clinical ward, with her and the two siblings sitting face to face.

With Jiang Yong'an by her side, Gu An'an felt somewhat uncomfortable, but the man seemed completely oblivious, not caring that half of his buttocks was dangling in the air.

Gu An'an was still soft-hearted after all, so she moved over a little to make Jiang Yong'an a bit more comfortable.

"Father, I recently learned a poem. Would you like to hear it?"

Jiang Yong'an looked at the little boy who was winking at him, hesitated slightly, and shook his head. "You need to concentrate when playing chess. If you want to memorize poems, you can recite them to your mother later."

Jiang Mingxu: "..." You're not normal.

Gu An'an, who was being talked about for no reason, was also stunned when she heard this. She knew that Jiang Mingxu was up to no good, but it was not common for her father, Jiang Yong'an, to be so disrespectful.

Clearly, the man had seen through his youngest son's thoughts.

Jiang Mingxu, who was always invincible, never expected to be rejected.

He was a little annoyed, wondering how he should tell her he wanted to eat lychees.

Before she could come up with an explanation, Jiang Yong'an reminded her, "Xu'er, you lost."

"How is that possible?"

The little boy looked at the chessboard in astonishment, and when he saw the black pieces lined up in a row, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Ten coins."

mean.

It's just ten coins, isn't it? He didn't say he wouldn't give it to me.

"Brother, did we lose?"

As the older brother, Jiang Mingxu quickly comforted his little sister, "It's okay, baby, I'll win the money back in a bit."

This is a promise I made to my little sister as her older brother!

Seeing this, Gu An'an coughed lightly, "Actually, you've beaten me so much, it doesn't matter if you lose one game."

Silly child, can't you see that your father is teaching you how to be a person?

Be careful, or you might lose everything!

However, as clever as Jiang Mingxu was, he failed to grasp the hidden meaning. He fought and lost repeatedly, and his eyes turned red with rage!

When Jiang Mingyi and his group arrived, they heard that somewhat shrill voice, "Again!"

"Xu'er, you've gambled away all your New Year's money, and now you have no money left to gamble."

Did you lose all your New Year's money?

Jiang Mingxu looked at Bao'er, who was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, and said, "Bao'er, there's more."

Even Gu An'an couldn't stand it anymore, "You've already gambled away all of Bao'er's New Year's money."

Bao'er is a silly little girl who was sold out by her own brother and still happily helped count the money.

Of the four children, she was the most innocent.

Jiang Mingxu's eyes widened upon hearing this. "How... is that possible?"

Did he really lose that much?

Jiang Yong'an looked at his youngest son and said, "It's getting late, time to go to sleep."

As he spoke, the man gathered up all the copper coins, small silver coins, silver leaves, and silver melon seeds that had been received.

The clanging of metal against metal made Jiang Mingxu's eyes redden. "You can't just win money and leave. How can you do that?"

This is the epitome of a gambler: desperate to recoup losses, blinded by greed, always thinking about getting their money back. Little do they know that the other side has set a trap waiting for them.

dream.

Jiang Mingxu was very intelligent. He was not as steady as Jiang Mingyi, nor did he have the many invisible shackles that Zhu'er and Bao'er had because they were girls.

But his cleverness backfired. Now, among the people he met, Zheng said that Ichita Bu'er saw Jiang Mingxu's talent and therefore doted on the child.

No one else needed to get angry with such a child, to the point that Jiang Mingxu now had a rather unbelievable feeling that he was invincible.

However, there are always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people in this world, and outsiders may not necessarily be tolerant of Jiang Mingxu.

Jiang Yong'an wanted to teach the child a lesson today, and Gu An'an didn't stop him.

She remained silent as she watched her youngest son, who was now completely engrossed in his own thoughts.

This action made Jiang Yong'an take another look.

The saying goes that a doting mother spoils her son, but this doesn't mean that women are incapable of raising children.

However, at home, a woman's life depended on men of different statuses: after marriage, she followed her father; after marriage, she followed her husband; and after her husband's death, she followed her son.

What ordinary woman would dare to offend her son?

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