Author: One Sword Stab Stab

"Dad, Mom.

Why are you here?"

Ying Jie, who was picking up his parents at the train station, looked at Lu Jingjing standing behind him and said something incomprehensible.

When Lu Jingjing heard this, she said naturally: "School is on holiday. Is there anything wrong with me coming over with my godfather and godmother?"

"..."

Wait a minute, this sentence seems to have too many jokes, and I don’t know how to complain about it for a while.

Ying Jie had not been to school for so long that his concept of time was a little blurry. After careful calculation, it was indeed time for winter vacation.

But what the hell is godfather and godmother?

"Why haven't you lost any weight and why have you gained weight?"

"Why are your clothes so dirty? You are so sloppy, why do you have the nerve to wear them to see others?"

"Can't you take care of yourself better?"

However, before Ying Jie had time to ask, his parents immediately started to attack him in advance.

"...I've lost weight, okay? At least I'm not fat."

Ying Jie was quite speechless. After all, he had grown almost five centimeters in six months. At best, he could only be said to be a little stronger. How could it have anything to do with being fat?

I have to beat my classmates during the day, and I have to beat my classmates at night. My schedule is full for the day, and my CPU can't turn over. There is no chance of gaining weight.

"That's it, it doesn't matter. Besides, if the dojo becomes dirty, the washing machine can wash it directly."

Hearing this, Ying Jie's mother grabbed Ying Jie's collar and straightened it up: "We can't stuff everything in the washing machine. Can't this be done better?

And can't you put your collar straighter? It's so ugly like this."

"I'm not a woman."

"Men should pay more attention to their image."

Although I have been away for several months, when I face my mother Ying Jie, I not only don't have the feeling of reunion after a long absence as people say, but I even feel that my mother's nagging is still just as annoying.

well.

Really unable to stand the nagging of these two people, Ying Jie quickly took a taxi: "Hurry up and get in the car, I will take you around the dojo.

In fact, we have a holiday right after the Chinese New Year, and I said I would go back directly then. If you come here now, I will still have to go back with you in a few days, which is a waste of train ticket money."

"I just want to come over, I'm really worried."

Ying Jie's mother always felt nervous when she looked at the money in the card. Her son hadn't been home for half a year, and somehow he got more money than the entire family's storage.

In 2008, there were suddenly more than 100,000 yuan, which made everyone panic. It was almost enough to buy a small house in their hometown.

And this money was earned by a kid who was about to turn 14.

In the mind of Ying Jie's mother, Ying Jie should be at the age when he would lead a girl to blow up a manhole with a runny nose.

The greatest honor you can receive is to pick up a wallet on the street, hand it to the police station, and be praised for finding money.

Suddenly one day a city leader came and introduced his son to play Go, and he earned hundreds of thousands in half a year.

Ying Jie's mother always felt that it was a bit unreal, so unreal that she was a little too panicked.

After all, if the two members of my family's annual salary were added together, they wouldn't be able to save so much money without eating or drinking.

Therefore, the two parties discussed it and decided that they would not be at ease if they did not come to the capital for a visit.

The outdoor temperature in the capital is very cold in winter, but the actual temperature may be much better than in the far north of the south, at least the cold wind will not be refreshing.

Today was a rare day without traffic jams. The taxi arrived at the dojo quickly. Ying Jie carried the luggage for his parents and walked into the gate.

"Sir, my parents are here to see me. I will put my luggage here for a while."

Ying Jie shouted into the guard room, and an old man who was lying on a recliner and was sleeping in a daze suddenly woke up: "Ying Jie, just leave it alone, I'm scared to death."

Looking at the red-faced old man, Ying Jie couldn't help but laugh: "Are you secretly drinking again?"

Hearing this, the rosy-faced and somewhat confused old man suddenly came to his senses: "Stop talking nonsense, you can't accuse someone of innocence out of thin air.

If these words reach the ears of that boy Shen Yilang, I’m not done with you!”

Hearing this, Ying Jie smiled happily. It was said that the gatekeeper was also a Go teacher before, and was Shen Yilang's ninth-dan teacher.

However, due to poor health, I stopped teaching chess and worked as a doorman at the Fangyuan Dojo.

It seems that no one knows his real name very well. They just know that Shen Yilang's 9th Dan calls him Great Teacher, and others follow suit and call him Great Master.

Although he is said to be a teacher, the elder seems to be quite afraid of Shen Yilang's 9th Dan. He is especially afraid of being caught drinking. He is often scolded and dare not say a word.

Adhering to traditional Chinese diplomatic etiquette, Ying Jie's father handed over a cigarette: "Come, comrade, have a smoke."

"No, quit, quit.

Leave your luggage here, Ying Jie, take your parents for a walk, and don't tell Shen Yilang about this."

When Ying Jie heard this, he joked: "If I don't say anything, someone will still snitch on you. Just stop drinking."

The elder naturally knew who the snitch was, and waved his hand in mock disgust: "Come on, come on, none of you little ones are obedient. Seriously, you're going to kill me."

"Then I'll take them in first."

"This is our dojo. It is divided into several classes. I am currently in one class. My daily work is very simple. Play chess, play chess, and play chess.

As for food, there is a cafeteria here. I always bring lunch boxes to eat every noon and evening. I sleep in the dormitory at night. There is a curfew and I can’t go out at night.”

"Let me take you to see our principal."

Ying Jie took his parents and Lu Jingjing for a brief walk around the dojo, and then took his parents to the principal's office to communicate with Shen Yilang at the ninth level.

Ying Jie knew very well that as a child, no matter how much he said, it would not be as concrete as the teacher's words.

In the eyes of parents, children's words are far less credible than adults.

But what was a little surprising was that Shen Yilang's ninth-dan degree was not inside, but there was another parent waiting.

In this case, Ying Jie would let his parents sit here for a while and wait for the principal to come over.

And Ying Jie just ran out, and Lu Jingjing also ran out like a follower.

"Why did you run out after me?"

Hearing what Ying Jie said, Lu Jingjing said unhappily: "When you left a few months ago, didn't you say you welcome me to come and play? You lied to me, didn't you?!"

"I didn't expect you to come here with my parents. It's not safe for you to go out alone."

"Brother Jack."

"Hello, Brother Jie."

It was the mid-morning recess time. Many students had left the classroom to get some fresh air. They happened to bump into Ying Jie and Lu Jingjing who were walking over.

Hearing Brother Jie's nickname, Lu Jingjing was a little curious: "You are doing well here."

Before Ying Jie could answer, a voice suddenly sounded.

"That's not just good, that's pretty good!"
Chapter completed!