Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Playing chess with Qin Yu was trickier than with Qin Jiale, perhaps due to the difference in personality and age. Qin Yu could see further and had more elaborate moves than Qin Jiale.

If you weren’t careful, a whole group of pieces could be captured. That’s how it is in Go – planning ten steps or more ahead.

Nir. Qin was at a loss, struggling to figure out what to do.

Mr. Qin had no other choice. After teaching his grandson how to play chess, they rarely played together.

Usually, it was the granddaughter who played with him, while the grandson watched from the side, never saying anything, just quietly observing.

Taking the rule of not speaking while observing the game to an extreme, he had now revealed his cunningness in this one game.

His strategies were indeed good enough to make an experienced chess player cautious.

Qin Yu picked up his tea and took a sip, watching Mr. Qin struggle to figure out a solution.

Breaking through this defense was not difficult, but Mr. Qin had complicated things and thus couldn’t see clearly.

If he could let go and think simpler, it would be easy to crack.

After some time, Mr. Qin’s furrowed brows finally relaxed.

“You little rascal, this trap you’ve set for me is excessively cunning,” Mr. Qin said while placing a piece on the board.

“Grandpa, you’re just overthinking it,” Qin Yu replied with a smile, placing another piece on the board.

The moves he set up this time were much more difficult than before.

Qin Yu kept setting up traps for Mr. Qin to solve.

“Not bad, not bad. Your chess skills have certainly improved,” Mr. Qin said approvingly, clearly expressing his admiration for Qin Yu’s abilities.

“Thank you for the praise, Grandpa,” Qin Yu said humbly with a smile.

In the end, the game ended in a draw. It had to be said that experience made all the difference.

No matter how clever Qin Yu’s tactics were, Mr. Qin managed to break through them, so the match ended in a draw.

“Grandpa, have some water,” Qin Yu handed Mr. Qin a cup of lukewarm herbal tea.

The tea had grown cold, so Qin Yu added some hot water to make it lukewarm for the old man’s weak stomach.

“Alright,” Mr. Qin replied and took a sip of the herbal tea.

Because hot water was added, the flavor was not strong, and the tea gave off a faint fragrance.

After finishing his cup of tea, Mr. Qin stood up and said, “It’s getting late. 1 should head home. You all have a long car ride tomorrow, so everyone should get some rest early.”

“Grandpa, wait for me. I’ll go get the flashlight to light your way home,” Qin Yu said before going into his room to fetch the flashlight.

After her shower, Qin Jiale saw her brother and grandpa engrossed in their chess game and didn’t disturb them, instead returning to her own room. Meanwhile, Qin Lei and Nangong Shulan were taking turns bathing.

So, it was only Qin Yu who could accompany Mr. Qin on his way home. It was nighttime, and there weren’t many people out and about, just the occasional barking of the village dogs.

After sending Mr. Qin home, Qin Yu turned around and headed back.

As he passed by Mrs. Li’s house, he heard some giggles and whispers, followed shortly by the sound of voices from within.

“You damn ghost, why are you so late?” Li Chunhua’s flirtatious voice came out.

“l had to wait for my wife to be asleep before I could come look for you, sweetheart. Let me give you a kiss; I’ve missed you so much,” an anxious voice replied.

Qin Yu quickened his pace, wondering which man from the village was having an affair with Mrs. Lia

But this had nothing to do with him, so he just hurried on with the flashlight guiding his way.

“Why are you back so soon?” Nangong Shulan, who had just finished showering, saw Qin Yu sitting in the living room.

“Nothing challenging about escorting Grandpa home, so I came back. Mom, why don’t you go pack up the clothes you want to bring, and I’ll go take a shower,” Qin Yu said as he stood up and went to his room to grab some clothes..