Yang Huazhou, who was shuffling the cards, nodded repeatedly, "There is nothing wrong with what Dazhi said. Young people should play with everything. Once they are familiar with it, come here, sit down and play cards."
Yang Yongqing was so happy that he came directly to drag Dazhi, the culprit, or the money-giving boy, to his seat, and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I'll teach you how to do it."
At the same time, Yang Yongqing did not forget to turn around and say to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, prepare the money. There is no father and son in our card game, and brothers must also settle accounts."
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and looked at her little cousin. This is the money to prepare for a big win!
Yang Ruoqing pulled up a stool and sat behind Dazhi, rolled up her sleeves and said loudly: "Zhi'er, don't panic, I'll take care of you as my mother!"
When Yang Yongqing heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly, and he was so nervous, "Let's just say it first, that won't work!"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Then it's okay for me to sit behind you and watch the cards, little brother?"
Yang Yongqing shook his head like a rattle: "That's even worse. I'm just trying to lure a wolf into the house. What if you look at my cards later and try to tell others something?"
Yang Ruoqing laughed loudly, "Brother, you are trying to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. Your heart is too dark, right?"
Yang Yongqing was noncommittal and said with a grin: "You can't blame me for being dark. It's because you have such a strong aura that I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it. Think about it, you can make so much money, which can prove two things. First, you have a good brain. Second, you are very lucky. You said you already have these two things, how dare I play cards with you? I’m looking for abuse!"
These two reasons completely defeated Yang Ruoqing.
Well, it turns out that even those who have the ability to make money will be looked down upon.
If someone with a strong aura is sure to win at cards, then if he goes to the capital tomorrow to play cards with Qi Xingyun, will he win alone?
"Mom, you should go over there to drink tea and chat with me, Grandma Ga, and the others. I'll stay here to play with Gong Wu Ga and my uncles." Dazhi spoke again, his gentle eyes seeming to tell Yang Ruoqing not to worry about him.
Yang Ruoqing thought about it carefully, yes, what does the Luo family lack most?
Isn’t it just money?
This is the Chinese New Year, so let’s let go and let Zhi’er play!
"Okay, if you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's yours, just open up and play!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile, very heroic.
The corners of Dazhi's mouth curved up, "Mom said the opposite. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, please honor your mother."
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily: "That's better!"
Yang Ruoqing feels happy when she has a son, no matter whether she wins or loses money.
"Oh my, you mother and son are really annoying. You have been talking about playing cards for so long, and it's enough for us to play three rounds. Come on, come on, Dazhi will pick up the cards from here."
Yang Yongqing urged impatiently, with a stick of winter melon candy in his mouth.
Mr. Sun was sitting in the fire barrel nearby. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Young man, don't be impatient. To celebrate the New Year tonight, you still have to stay up late. If you work a little longer, you will get back this effort."
Yang Yongqing turned to Mrs. Sun and said, "Third Mom, it's okay to fight until dawn, but the premise is that you have to cook dumplings for us in the early morning!"
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "How difficult is that? The dumplings were made in the morning and left there to freeze, waiting to be cooked at night for you to eat during the New Year!"
"Third Mom, what kind of stuffing do these dumplings have? Let me tell you first!" Yang Yongqing turned around and asked while rubbing the cards.
Sun said: "Pork and cabbage stuffing, mushroom and chicken stuffing, radish and beef stuffing, and leek and egg stuffing..."
"Third Mom, please stop talking. If you keep talking, this kid's saliva will drip on the card table." Yang Yongjin joked with a smile, and kicked Yang Yongqing under the table: "Can you still play cards well?"
Only then did Yang Yongqing withdraw his attention and put it on the cards in front of him.
In the fire barrel in the corner of the room, Yang Ruoqing and Sun sat together to warm themselves up. The fire basin under their feet was warm and comfortable.
There were melon seeds and peanut rice cakes on the small coffee table that was half a person's height next to it. While Da'an fulfilled her promise to serve everyone tea and water, she also didn't forget to make a new bowl of tea for her sister.
So, her stomach was about to burst from the next year's eve dinner, so she charged for melon seeds and tea.
Normally she wouldn't do this, but this isn't the Chinese New Year, everyone is happy.
She is also happy that eating and drinking like this can make the elders happier, so she is willing to do it, and at worst, she will plan to lose weight after the new year.
The commotion in front of her and the longing figures still made her a little distracted in a certain trance.
Because there are two people missing.
Tang Yazi, and Chen'er.
If they were there, it would be complete.
It's a pity that nothing is perfect in this world. People must learn to adapt to the environment, and they must also learn to be content and happy.
Cherish what you have now and don't always complain about what you don't have. No matter where you are in the world, as long as your relatives are living a healthy life, that's enough. People can't expect too much.
Mrs. Sun kept urging Yang Ruoqing to eat and drink, but Yang Ruoqing was really exhausted.
"Mom, it would have been better if you had given me an extra mouth when you gave birth to me. It wouldn't have made me have to eat and deal with you talking like this now. It's too difficult for me!"
"You girl, you are such a talker!"
When Mrs. Sun was amused and beaming, at the card table, under the guidance of Yang Yongjin and others while playing, Yang Yongqing let go of the first card.
"Uncles, am I playing tricks?"
Dazhi put down the cards in front of him that were as large as the Great Wall and directed others to look at them.
"What's going on? Can a novice cheat?"
Yang Yongqing was the first to not believe it. He raised his leg and looked at Dazhi's cards.
"Holy shit, I was really fooled by him!" Yang Yongqing said.
Yang Yongjin and the others also gathered around to look at Dazhi's card, and they were all happy: "Hey, it's really a joke. This card is really good. It happens to be the one in the middle of the card. I'm lucky!"
Everyone praised me, and Yang Yongqing shouted directly: "What, I did this on purpose. I saw my eldest nephew playing cards for the first time and I asked him to eat a few of them and congratulate me!"
"Ha, young boy, just be poor!" Yang Huazhou and the others didn't believe it.
But Dazhi still politely bowed his hand to Yang Yongqing: "Thank you uncle for your support."
Yang Ruoqing's laughter also came from the fire barrel: "Brother, let the water go, let the water go, there is no father and son in the card game, hurry up and give the lost money to Dazhi, don't delay the next card!"
Yang Yongqing deliberately bared his teeth towards Yang Ruoqing, but still endured his heartache and counted the money to Dazhi.
Dazhi smiled slightly and without any courtesy, swept the first handful of money he won into the drawer in front of him.
The second hand of cards begins.
This time, Yang Ruoqing kept an eye out, chatting with Mrs. Sun while eating melon seeds, and at the same time keeping an eye on what was going on at the card table.
From her perspective, she couldn't see either of their cards, but she could see Yang Yongqing's back very well.
As a result, she had a panoramic view of Yang Yongqing's little moves.
"Ahem, there are no fathers and sons in the card game. If anyone secretly hides and exchanges cards, I, the referee, will be severely punished if I, the referee, find out!"
