Qiao Ze'an made trouble at the same time and at the same time every day, exhausting everyone. He knew there was nothing they could do to him.
He did it on purpose so that everyone would just treat him as a child.
Gradually he will relax his vigilance, and those rumors about him being powerful will be dispelled without attack as he fools around.
He had steak for lunch today and he pretended to be happy for a long time.
Grandma Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and said to the man in black, "Hey, he is just a child after all. I really don't know why he is imprisoned. What else can he do."
The guard in black glared at her, "How dare you take care of the matters above?!"
Granny Jiang said helplessly, "I'm so exhausted that I really can't carry him. Otherwise, I'll switch with you and you come to see him. I'll be responsible for cooking and cleaning for you. You see, he ate steak today."
It's quiet a lot. Tell me, he's just a child, what needs can he have met? He's locked up here every day, let alone a child, even an adult can't stand it. When will the toys he wants be delivered to him? Let me see.
It’s time for him to make trouble again later.”
The man in black was also very agitated, "Hurry, we will deliver it as promised."
He looked at his watch. It was estimated that it would take more than an hour.
Then he glanced at Qiao Ze'an sitting on the carpet in the center of the hall.
Qiao Ze'an was cutting paper. In the past two days, he asked Grandma Jiang to help him cut out many small circles from cardboard during her free time. Then he painted half of them black with a colored pen.
I also made a chessboard myself.
After finally finishing the trouble, he ran to the guards in black.
"Uncle, come play Go with me." He grabbed the arm of the guard in black.
When he was chatting with the guard in black before, he accidentally learned that the guard in black had learned some Go. So he wasted a lot of effort and made this Go game by himself.
The guard in black had a dark look on his face.
A four-year-old child actually asked him to play Go with him. Although his level was not high, he still had two or three levels. What he could do with a child was to play chess pieces at most.
"Okay." The guard in black put the pistol behind his back and walked to Qiao Ze'an.
He sat down on the carpet and said, "Okay, come on, don't cry if you lose. I can't stand the trouble."
Go is a time-consuming game, and everyone has something to do. I'm almost going crazy out of boredom here.
Qiao Ze'an went first, and the guards in black were the second ones.
A few moves of chess were played.
Qiao Ze'an asked, "Uncle, what's your last name? There are all uncles here, so it's not convenient for me to call them separately."
"My surname is Zhang." Guard Zhang's thoughts are all on the chessboard now.
He had been there for a long time, and he had long been unfamiliar with it. He had learned some of it when he was in school, but he had never touched it again after joining the army.
I thought that the four-year-old child could only play chess pieces, but I didn't expect that he could actually play them.
Not only can he play the chess pieces, but he also plays the chess pieces in a very meaningful way, requiring him to use his brain.
"Uncle Zhang, are you married or have children?" Qiao Ze'an asked again, dropping a son in his hand.
Guard Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Well, I have a son who is a little younger than you."
"Oh." Qiao Ze'an pouted, "Don't you miss him?"
Zhang Weiwei was stunned, and his son's cute little face and chubby little hands came to mind. He had not seen his wife and children for half a year, and every time he went on a mission, it would take a year and a half. When he thought about it, he really felt sorry for his wife and children.
If you are doing something meaningful and defending your country, you can still rely on your faith to support it.
But what about now?
Let him imprison a child.
He knew that the warlords were divided. Such a thing could not happen among the warlords in the past. But this was not a choice he could make. A soldier's bounden duty is to obey orders. His boss was on Yu Chengxian's side, and he had no choice.
Although in his heart, he actually prefers the handsome Xia Shengting.
"I think." Guard Zhang admitted, "It should be soon. We can go back soon."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent.
Thinking of this poor child in front of me, I can't go home.
Sure enough, Qiao Ze'an became sad, "I miss my parents, I want to go home, wuwu."
Guard Zhang said "cough" twice.
"Quick, it's your turn."
Qiao Ze'an wiped away his tears and continued to play chess. In order to hide his strength, he deliberately kept himself at a beginner's level.
You can also fight against Zhang Weiwei, no matter who wins or loses.
Zhang Weiwei sighed, "Children today learn to play chess at such an early age. Well, they are pretty good at it. After a few years of learning, it looks like they can reach five or six levels."
Qiao Ze'an just did it for clichés.
He deliberately took out the silver cross Xia Shengting gave him and showed it to Guard Zhang.
"When my grandpa and I were playing chess, he praised me for my ability, so he gave it to me."
Guard Zhang was stunned.
Why does it feel familiar? It seems that I have seen him somewhere. It seems that I have seen him with his brother. His brother also works for the warlord. Now I can hardly contact him, and I don’t know what mission his brother is performing or where he is.
"Put it away, it must be something important. Hang it around your neck." Guard Zhang said.
Qiao Ze'an observed Guard Zhang's demeanor.
It feels like Guard Zhang has seen it before, but he can't be sure.
In the past few days, he thought again, maybe the agency is not the most important. Is there any special significance?
The two of them played a few more moves of chess.
Qiao Ze'an deliberately lost to Guard Zhang.
Then he pretended to be unhappy after losing the chess game, pouted, and looked like he was about to cry.
"Hey, we agreed not to cry." Guard Zhang comforted, "The game console will be delivered later."
"Really?" Qiao Ze'an's eyes were filled with bright stars, full of expectation.
Guard Zhang nodded.
"Who is your grandpa?" Zhang Weiwei asked suddenly. He still felt that he had seen the pattern of this pendant somewhere.
"Xia Shengting." Qiao Ze'an made no secret.
He speculated that the guards in black who were guarding him did not know his identity at all.
"ah!"
Sure enough, Guard Zhang was so shocked that he couldn't control himself and exclaimed.
He turned out to be the marshal's grandson, the young marshal's son. This was the orthodox heir to the future warlord.
The task assigned to them by Shen Zuo was to imprison the grandson of the commander-in-chief!
They have absolutely no idea.
No wonder the protection is so tight and the windows are sealed with iron plates so that children cannot see outside. The access control system is the most advanced. Everything coming in must be scanned to prevent tracking systems. All signals are
Shielded. Here, their only way to contact the outside world is through satellite phones.
This is so!
Although, obeying orders is the bounden duty of soldiers.
At this time, there was a wave of excitement in his heart. It was unethical to do such a thing, and he knew it clearly in his heart. Especially when the other person was still a four-year-old child.