"Oh, you know about it too?" Mister Yin Rong restrained himself and didn't move an inch. He didn't want to be happy by a set of go.
"Yeah, I know a teacher. He likes to play Go and practices calligraphy at his house. He doesn't have anyone to play go with him, so he would ask me to make up the numbers. I'm only at the level of making up the numbers, so I hope you don't mind me."
Tong Lu said as she put away her go pieces. She was trying to please her father.
then play a game with me. Let daddy see what you're capable of. It's fine if you can't win. Daddy will teach you.
Mrs. Yin sat at the side and watched the game with a smile. She would occasionally interrupt with a few words. She did not have the manners to watch a game of chess at all. She was intimidated by Mr. Yin Rong's fierce words to shut up, but she ignored him. She peeled the pistachios and gave them to her daughter and her husband. Tong Lu felt warm inside when she saw that scene.