The bonfire and the rice wine made by the owner of the farmhouse made all of them feel that life
should be like this. After dinner, the landlady of the farmhouse took her beautiful daughter to clean up
the table. The owner of the farmhouse also moved a chair and sat next to the three elders, talking and
laughing.
"Brain, let's play aeroplane chess."
Bruce took out a set of aeroplane chess from his pocket and put it on the clean table.
"Okay, I'm coming. There was no winner last time. I must win you today."
"It is obvious that you are not smarter than me,"
Bruce said. Teresa stood beside them and shook her head with a smile. These two children, especially
Bruce, either kept silent or were saying something so destructive that he even said that Brain was not
smarter than him and couldn't win him. Three old men slowly approached to them. The owner of the
farmhouse also approached as well.
The owner of the farmhouse said his name was Forrest Meng, and they could just call him Forrest
directly. But all of the others were just smiling and saying that they should call him Mr. Forrest. Mr.
Forrest smiled and didn't retort. In his eyes, being called Mr. Forrest was a proud thing. It meant that
his life was successful, at least in the eyes of others, successful and glorious.
"I've told you that I can win. I'm about to reach the end. Ha-ha, Bruce, you're the fool."
Brain laughed wildly with his hands on his hips. No one knew if he was more like Teresa or Enrique
when he was doing this. Bruce just curled his lips.
"It's still unknown who will be the winner."
As expected, when Brain's chess piece was about to reach the finish line, it was suddenly hit back to
the starting point by the chess piece guarded by Bruce. Bruce left one chess piece at home and just for
attacking Brain's chess piece. In the end, Bruce took advantage of this and chase after him and took
the lead all the way. Then, when Bruce won, Brain pouted.
"Ah! Bruce. You are so insidious and cunning. How can you let a chess piece stay at home just to
attack me? What if you can't catch my chess piece?"
Bruce looked up at Brain indifferently. Then he said lightly.
"Daddy said this is called strategy."
Brain pouted. He was angry. Why didn't his daddy tell him this? Obviously, daddy was partial to Bruce.
Then he threw himself into the arms of Teresa and asked for comfort. Albert, who was standing next to
them, couldn't agree. How could Enrique teach the children like this? How could he not teach Brain but
Bruce?
"Brain, don't cry. Grandpa Albert will win it for you."
Brain was about to ask his Grandpa Albert if he knew how to play aeroplane chess. Then he saw that
his Grandpa Albert had already sat opposite Bruce, also the position of him just now. He picked up a
chess piece and his posture was just like he was going to play Chinese chess. Brain couldn't help but
make a sound.
"Grandpa Albert, aeroplane chess is different from Chinese chess."
"Well, I see."
Harris covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing. But he thought in his heart, 'No, I have to
hold back and don't laugh at him. Otherwise, Albert would stop playing that.' If anyone looked at Harris
from the direction of Gavin, one would find that Harris's face turned red. It was hard to tell whether it
was because of the bonfire or because he tried hard not to laugh.
"Hey, why did you attack my piece of chess for no reason?"
"Grandpa Albert, that's how the aeroplane chess plays."
Albert's face also flushed. He had seen that Harris was laughing secretly beside him. Moreover that old
man was even happier than others.
Albert was very good at all kinds of chess. However, when it came to aeroplane chess, he felt it was
difficult to win. In particular, the aeroplane chess needed a lot of luck. Players needed to not only rely
on luck to roll dice and move their chess piece, but also be careful of the opponent's pieces from the
back to attack their own pieces. If the chess piece of the opponent behind just stopped at the place
where your chess piece stopped, then your piece must return to the origin point and start over again.
Albert had played several rounds in a row, but he lost to Bruce again and again. Even Teresa, who was
standing aside, couldn't have heart to watch it anymore, let alone Brain. He thought his Grandpa
Albert's skill was not as good as his own. He lost just now because he was tricked by Bruce. Now that
he knew Bruce's tricks, he could see through his moves. He didn't believe that he could still lose.
"Ha-ha, I really can't help it anymore, Gavin. Albert always pretends to be powerful in front of us two,
but now he is beaten like this by his own grandson, my grandson! Ha-ha, it's so funny."
Gavin pursed his lips and didn't dare to laugh, but he also felt a little happy. After all, he was always the
loser when he played chess with Albert. Today, he was really satisfied.
Albert next to them was not convinced. He raised his head and raised his chin at Harris and Gavin.
"Are you laughing happily? Would you two like to play with me and Bruce? Anyway, aeroplane chess
can be played by four people together."
Therefore, Harris and Gavin also joined the battle. Every time, Bruce ranked the first and Albert was
the second. The third place and the forth place was always belonging to Gavin and Harris. Seeing that
they were having a good time, Mr. Forrest said goodbye to them after he looked at them for a while.
After he went back, he needed to arrange the schedule and activity of the guests coming tomorrow. He
also needed to think about what to cook tomorrow. Anyway, the weather was warm. He could let
children and women play water by the stream, or let them go to the vegetable garden to personally feel
the happiness of doing farm work. He touched his round chin and left everyone's sight. Well, in fact, the
others present there never looked at and pay attention to the leave of Mr. Forrest from the beginning to
the end.
Instead, they put all their attention on the chessboard. The three elders were getting more and more
energetic, and they had the high fighting spirit and even wanted to play till the dawn. As a result, Bruce
was a little tired after playing the aeroplane chess for a long time. Then Ares replaced his position.
Fiona and Teresa went back to their rooms with the two children in their arms and helped them wash
up.
The two naughty children fell asleep after making a fuss on the bed for a while. Teresa held Fiona's
hand and stood in the corridor in front of the wooden house. The corridor was very clean. The two sat
down. Not far away, the four men, old and young, were still playing the aeroplane chess happily.
The stars in the sky were very beautiful, different from the city they lived in. They rarely saw such a
clean starry sky. The night wind was a little cold, and the bonfire was making the sound of cracking.
The sound of water from the waterfall was also heard in their ears.
"It's a good place. If I have the chance, I also want to have such a farmhouse to support myself,"
Fiona said with a look of yearning on her face. Teresa patted her on the shoulder.
"We are enjoying ourselves in this farmhouse right now, aren't we?"
"Are you going to say live in the moment again?"
"Why not? Cherish the happy time! Don't deprive yourself of every opportunity. Even if it doesn't work
out in the end, there are always good memories left."
Fiona was stunned. There was something meaningful in Teresa's words today. She didn't want to
understand what she meant, but she knew what she meant.
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