Siheyuan: A hundred-year-old naughty boy, smashing all the birds!

Just this morning, Liu Tiejun and Uncle Yu hit it off right away. While chatting, they found a seat and played a few games of chess at first.

Go is divided into divisions.

It is generally divided into amateur and professional players, and then the level is one to ten.

"Brother, let's just do it. I'll give you half of your body first."

Uncle Yu was very cheerful at the moment, and then made a gesture of invitation.

Then he sat on the stone bench with the Da Ma Jin Dao.

"No, my level is not bad, just let it go."

But Liu Tiejun declined Uncle Yu's request politely, and waved his hand, expressing that he wants to compete fairly.

"This game is just a thrill. If you play this trick for me, it will be boring. Let's start, and you will play first."

Hearing this, Uncle Yu didn't hesitate and made a move first. His hand reached into the box, and then he took out a black stone and placed it on the chessboard, with sixteen rows and fourteen columns.

And Liu Tiejun followed closely behind.

The two fought for more than a dozen rounds in a park, and in the end Liu Tiejun narrowly defeated the uncle and his son-in-law.

This made Uncle Yu laugh out loud: "I have been in Uncle Yu for so many years, but I have never encountered a difficult opponent. You are the first."

After speaking, he gave Liu Tiejun a thumbs up, admiring him.

"Brother, I'm overwhelmed. Your chess is actually not bad. It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Take your time."

Looking at the sky at this moment, Liu Tiejun felt that he had played enough chess, and the street was almost done, so he planned to leave and get up to go home.

At this moment, Uncle Yu is still immersed in the fight just now.

He stood up reluctantly, then looked at Liu Tiejun and said.

"Okay, next time we meet you, the two of us will have a good fight!"

The two said goodbye to each other at the entrance of the park, and Liu Tiejun walked towards the courtyard.

On the way back, he also stopped by Quanjude.

After all, the roast duck here is notoriously delicious. If he buys some and eats it at home, he won't have to worry about dinner.

Occasionally, he still wants to taste the delicacies made by other people.

Only by tasting all kinds of flavors can you understand the mystery of cooking.

Thinking of this, he went directly to the store, and the waiter inside welcomed him very enthusiastically.

After he took out the money and tickets, a freshly baked roast duck was sliced ​​and packed into Liu Tiejun's hands.

Smelling the smell of Beijing Roast Duck, Liu Tiejun nodded, it was this smell.

This duck is even more fragrant than the roast duck of later generations.

This trip was not in vain.

At his age, he must still want to eat and drink well, so he can't treat himself badly.

Humming a ditty, Liu Tiejun slowly walked back home.

When Liu Tiejun turned a corner, when he was about to reach the gate of the courtyard, a postman riding a bicycle stopped Liu Tiejun directly behind him.

"Master Liu!"

A voice came from behind Liu Tiejun.

Hearing the sound, Liu Tiejun turned around and looked over in doubt.

According to the memory of the original owner, it turned out that this was Xiao Song from the post office.

This is a good man, usually when meeting the original owner, he is very polite, um, he respects the old man.

"Hey, hello, Xiao Song."

After Liu Tiejun confirmed that the other party was not a beast, he also faced Xiao Song, and he was cheerful.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Your letter has come this month."

"My letter? This month?"

At this moment, Liu Tiejun's face immediately became a little weird.

"That's right, you are really old, and you don't even remember how many letters you read. Your grandchildren are filial, and they send you letters every month!"

"You are very lucky, your grandchildren are all so promising."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Song from the post office directly gave Liu Tiejun a thumbs up.

His eyes were filled with admiration!
But Liu Tiejun's expression changed when he heard this.

In the memory of the original owner, his own grandson and granddaughter haven't written to him home for three years.

This made the original owner very heartbroken. He didn't know how many nights he hid in the house and cried secretly.

Crying that I am a loner, crying that I have no one to take care of me, crying that I am a bad old man who doesn't even want grandchildren.

Now a letter popped out suddenly, why didn't this make Liu Tiejun gnash his teeth.

In this, there must be tricks!

The original owner's grandchildren are the most filial people, how could it be possible that they haven't written a letter to themselves for three years.

When they lived together before, the two little guys were scrambling to get meat for themselves, for fear that they would not be able to eat well.

The grandchildren usually do a lot of housework for themselves, for fear of tiring themselves.

But since the two of them went to participate in a secret project, they seemed to have lost contact with themselves,
It was a letter that was never received.

Then the original owner always thought that his grandson and granddaughter were very busy contributing to the country, so he had no time to write letters to himself.

The original owner held back his longing for his grandchildren, and every night he cried and wet his pillow towel in the house.

In the end, the original owner, who had been unable to receive the letter, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he took his own entanglements to ask Mr. Yi in the compound about the letter.

Uncle Yi also said that the grandchildren who he didn't see at all never wrote to him.

The original owner still remembers his original words clearly.

"I didn't see your letter. Maybe your grandchildren are too busy, so they don't even have time to write you a letter."

"Mr. Liu, you are too ignorant. You have to give up your ego to complete the big one. If you are like this, how can you go to your grandchildren to do secret projects in the future? You will ruin it." The future of your grandchildren."

At this moment, Uncle Yi immediately taught Mr. Liu a lesson in a correct manner.

And the original owner held back his thoughts when he heard what Grandpa Yi said, and didn't go to the street office to complain.

Exhausted, he could only worry about his beloved grandchildren, and at the same time feel that they were participating in some secret project, which is why he didn't write a letter to himself.

At this moment, Liu Tiejun saw the postman coming to find his familiar way, so he concluded that this matter must not be so simple.

"That's fine, take the letter, I'll go first."

Xiao Song, the postman, saw that it was almost time, so he also bid farewell to Liu Tiejun.

He already felt that Liu Tiejun was behind the scenes, but he directly grabbed the postman Xiao Song.