Zhou Jia stood at the side and knew at a glance that the chess skills of Han San and Mr. Wen were not on the same level.
Han San looked at Zhou Jia and revealed a bitter expression. "Master, accompany Old Master for a few rounds! I'll go to the lotus pond to pick up a few lotus roots and bring back two fish. Madam likes to eat Granny Chen's honey lotus roots and glutinous rice. Also, Auntie Zhang's pickled vegetable fish tastes very good."
Mr. Wen looked at Han San's bitter face and smiled at Zhou Jia. "Jiahe, come and play two rounds with me. This kid can't be carved."
Zhou Jia nodded and sat down. He turned to Han San and said, "Look, the lotus roots in the lotus pond can be dug out. Find someone to dig out more and bring them back to your relatives tomorrow."
"Aye!" Han San agreed with a smile and turned to go to the lotus pond.
Zhou Jia said to Mr. Wen, "Sir, how's Yu'er's body? How's the child?"
