C382 Wood Spirit Body

On the night of the ninth.

Zhang Haorann had a meal with his family, enjoying the peace of the night and the warmth of his family.

"Son, your dad loves this place so much. The only bad thing is that no one plays chess with him." Fong Hui said with a smile.

"No one plays chess?" Zhang Haorann said, "Leave this to me. When I came here, I saw some villagers in the mountains like to play chess