His Wife Calls The Shots

This glance made her swallow back.

Not Old Uncle Yu.

When I looked up, I saw a face with a deep outline, clean and not stained with dust.

There is a very special smell on him.

Qian Miao stayed for a few seconds, couldn't help but put his hand in front of his eyes and shook it.

He was blindfolded by the gauze, how did she catch her accurately?

Moreover, she didn't see him below just now, could it be that she rushed over in an instant?

A series of questions hung on her forehead.

In the next second, Feng Xian released her hands and let her land suddenly.

"Next time, I won't be so lucky." He said.

Qian Miao blinked, clutching the strap of the basket, looking at him, and asking, "Aren't you blind?"

Really straightforward question.

Old Uncle Yu coughed, walked over, and explained: "Girl, our young master has better ears, and the master takes care of you, so you didn’t let you fall to the ground. Remember, don’t climb that high in the future, it’s very dangerous. ."

"This is an accident. Without that snake, I would not have fallen." Qian's clear eyes looked at Lao Yu.

"What are you going to do?"

Feng Xian on the other side had already sat down, touching a pair of Go in his hand, his face was pale, and he asked her casually.

Qian Miao picked up a lucky persimmon and put it back in the basket. "Did you not hear our conversation just now? I was picking persimmons."

Fengxian didn't have any expression. He touched a special chessboard with his fingers. It was easy to identify the position by touch. Similar to Braille, he dropped a chess piece at random without saying anything to her.

Qianmiao was curious, stepped forward, took a look, and asked, "You can't see, how do you know the game?"

"If you pick the fruit, go back." He said.

Qianmiao just thought about it, but saw that he had placed a fruit plate with many fruits on it. In addition to persimmons, there were also longan that was only abundant in the south, and many large fresh fruits.

She lowered her head and glanced at the persimmons in her basket. There were only two persimmons in good condition, and the others were rotten.

She thought for a while and stepped forward and said, "I'll be next to you. If I win, you will give me this plate of fruits. How about?"

Feng Xian's face turned towards her slightly: "You can go chess?"

Qian Miao put the basket aside, jumped to the position opposite him, and sat cross-legged: "I have learned some."

The corner of Feng Xian's mouth faintly raised, and said slowly: "Also, if you can beat me, you can report to Uncle Yu what you want to eat in the future."

Qianmiao's heart moved. She has angered Master for a while. It is impossible to go down the mountain, and there is not much delicious food on the mountain. This is a good opportunity.

"Okay, then Uncle Yu can be your eyes. If it's not convenient for you, let him help you play the game and get to school."

Feng Xian smiled slightly: "You lose, don't cry."

"Wait, if you win, what do you want me to do?" Qianmen is fair, she doesn't want to take advantage of others.

Feng Xian thought for a while, only said: "Then sing a song."

He didn’t ask for anything, he was just boring, he was accompanied by a child, and his leisure time was at school.

Qian Miao blinked: "Do you sing? Okay, I promise you."

After guessing the piece, the chess game begins, Qianying white chess, closing string black chess, and black chess moving first.

Lao Yu looked at these two people with a smile, and silently walked to Fengxian, looking into his eyes.

Resolve the situation and set the game for Fengxian.

At first, Fengxian looked light, lazy and casual.

Slowly, after hearing the layout of Lao Yuqi's white chess, his expression became a little more serious.

He dropped a black chess, his voice was faint: "Girl, who did you learn Go from?"