Among the siblings, Jiang Mingxu may be the third oldest, but he is the smartest.
Gu An'an couldn't do anything about this child.
Jiang Yong'an smiled and turned to look at them, saying, "Don't worry, they can't win."
Gu An'an felt a little awkward at his calm demeanor. "What do I have to worry about?"
She won't get any money even if she wins, and it has nothing to do with her if she loses.
She had barely finished speaking when someone suddenly leaned close to her ear. The voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and the breath ruffled the stray hairs around her ear. "We're on the same side. If we win, it's all yours."
Gu An'an originally wanted to push the person away, but after hearing the following, her eyes changed and she said, "I didn't do anything special."
Jiang Yong'an smiled and pushed all the silver leaves and copper coins toward Gu An'an, "They're a group of people. Since you're on my side, these are naturally yours."
Jiang Mingxu was stunned when he heard this. Could it be like this?
Looking at the glittering silver leaves and melon seeds, Bao'er clutched Jiang Mingyi's sleeve with her little hands, "Brother, can I be on Mother's side?"
It wasn't that she abandoned her older brother and sister, it's just that her mother had a lot of money.
If I'm on the same side as my mother and the others, will I be able to get a share of the money?
The thought grew stronger, and Bao'er's heart fluttered.
Jiang Mingyi looked at his pitiful little sister, smiled and patted the girl's head, "When your brother wins, give all this money to Bao'er."
This quickly dispelled Bao'er's idea of switching sides, and she threw herself into Jiang Mingyi's arms, saying, "Brother is so good. Bao'er and brother are siblings in the same boat."
Bao'er usually clings to Gu An'an, but when it comes to being close, her closest friend is none other than Jiang Mingyi.
The little girl trusts her brother unconditionally.
Seeing this, Gu An'an pretended to be jealous, "Bao'er doesn't want his mother anymore."
"No, no, I'll buy Mom some delicious snacks when I earn money."
In the little girl's world, the best food in the world, besides her mother's cooking, is delicious snacks, which are the best way to show respect to Gu An'an.
Gu An'an smiled upon hearing this, "Bao'er is so good."
As they were talking, a new round began.
Jiang Mingyi is a smart man; he had already learned a little about how to play Gomoku.
The young man didn't even try out a single game before starting the match.
Jiang Mingzhu was also standing nearby watching the game. Chen Bei stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. What kind of new way to play was this?
He had never heard of it before.
Jiang Mingyi played the white pieces, while Jiang Yong'an placed a black piece.
White pieces try to create opportunities, while Black pieces relentlessly press forward.
Suddenly, the white pieces seemed to see a turn of events, but little did they know that the black pieces had already decided the outcome.
Looking at the already decided match, Jiang Mingyi raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yong'an, his voice tinged with coldness, "Let's play again."
Jiang Yong'an smiled and took the silver leaf, saying, "Thank you for the courtesy."
As father and son, these people in the Jiang family are indeed of the same blood.
They are very competitive.
Jiang Mingxu was blinded by greed, and Jiang Mingyi was no exception, especially after repeated defeats, they had increased their bets.
One competition earns ten silver leaves.
Gu An'an felt sleepy and kept yawning. "It's getting late. Let's finish this game and go rest."
It wasn't that she was being a spoilsport, but sitting for too long wasn't good either.
Besides, we've already played for quite a while, so we can play again another day.
She felt as if the black and white chess pieces in front of her were dancing, and her mind was a complete mess.
In ancient times, without electricity, internet, or cell phones, people's daily routines became incredibly regular over time.
Gu An'an sat there, her eyelids drooping, looking unsteady.
Jiang Yong'an saw that Gu An'an was about to fall, so he carefully helped her up, but Gu An'an fell down in his direction and leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep.
The children on the opposite side were all focused on the chessboard and no one noticed what was happening.
Jiang Yong'an switched to his left hand to place the piece, letting Gu An'an hold his right arm.
"How did we lose again!"
The little boy's voice was somewhat frustrated, but it did not wake Gu An'an.
She felt the bed was a bit too steep today, and no matter how she slept, it wasn't comfortable. She decided to change to another one later.
Jiang Yong'an caught a glimpse of the sleeping man out of the corner of his eye, the soft breathing still lingering in his ears. His gaze fell on the children opposite him. "Whether you fight and lose repeatedly or fight and lose repeatedly, although it's just a different order, the meaning is incomparable. Chess is like life, and you should also think about the philosophy behind it."
Jiang Mingyi looked at the chessboard for a long time before nodding, "You're right, I've learned something."
The young man then realized that Gu An'an was already fast asleep, lying on Jiang Yong'an's shoulder.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Chen Bei's clear voice, "Sister Gu is sleepy, let's go back to sleep too. We've had a lot of fun today, we can play again another day."
The young master of the Chen family looked at Jiang Yong'an with a smile, but his gaze still held an inescapable scrutiny.
Teaching children through chess is indeed a good method.
He always felt that the father of the Jiang siblings was quite handsome and should not be an unknown person.
However, after searching through his memories, he couldn't recall ever having met Jiang Yong'an.
Perhaps we should ask Lin Zixing; he might know.
Jiang Yong'an ignored the boy's thoughts and carefully picked up Gu An'an and carried her into the inner room.
After placing him on the bed, he was about to leave when the hand that had been holding his right arm suddenly wrapped around his neck, muttering, "This bed is nice, sleep on this one."
The woman's voice was somewhat indistinct when she was asleep, but her breath fell on his face, making Jiang Yong'an feel a burning sensation where her breath touched.
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