After dinner, Feng Wuli and Po Nu were washing dishes. Some children in the old street called Wanwan out to pick up firecrackers to play with. They picked up many unlit ones and blew them up.
Wang Xilou held a toothpick in his mouth and put on the jacket that Feng Wuli took off in the yard. He held the ugly hat under his arm and went out for a walk.
As soon as he went out, he put the hat on his forehead, twisted it and pressed it firmly, spit out the toothpick, and put it on the root of the banyan tree by the roadside. He dug into his pocket with his right hand and took out a handful of melon seeds. Knock up.
The big black dog next door usually barks when it hears someone passing by. Today, there are continuous firecrackers. It has been barking all day. When it sees someone passing by again, it immediately stops barking.
Wang Xilou looked around and saw that no one was there. Two zombie teeth grew out and his eyes shrank into a single point. The big black dog took a few steps back sickly, and its barking turned into a whine.
The little zombie felt happy, grinned twice, put his pockets in his pockets to find the old ladies playing mahjong, and threw the melon seed shells beside the roots of the trees on the roadside as he walked.
During this Chinese New Year, there’s no one who doesn’t play mahjong.
Moreover, the prices have been very high these days, usually only one cent or two cents, but today I dared to pay one yuan. Wang Xilou felt excited, thinking about whether he could win back the money he would give out in the red envelope tomorrow, wrapped in his clothes and waving in the cold wind. Zhong walked two steps faster.
When she came back, it was almost eight o'clock and the house was very noisy.
She looked at Po Nu singing in front of the TV with a puzzled expression.
No matter what you say, performing on stage will definitely win an award.
"Why are you still singing?"
Feng Wuli looked back and found that she had indeed stolen his clothes again, causing him to look for it for so long.
"Play cards, and the loser will be punished."
"Can Po Nu lose?"
"It's not about fighting landlords or cheating. It's a game that relies on intelligence. It's useless for her to use her spirit to entangle her."
There are probably no cheating cards that people in Junsha can't play. The gameplay is like rolling dice in the wine table culture. You just see if others can get away with you, and then keep an eye on whether others are lying, and then see if they can get away with others.
This is a game that relies purely on intelligence. Without some mysterious power bonus, Ponu is on the same level as Chifu.
As we all know, Wang Xilou's intelligence has never been very good.
Thinking of something, Feng Wuli asked again: "How much did you lose tonight?"
Wang Xilou suddenly froze: "How much did you lose? I don't even know what you said."
Finally, she added: "Master just goes out for a walk. The Chinese New Year is not about visiting neighbors."
"Oh." Feng Wuli obviously didn't believe it.
Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows: "What's your tone?"
"I believe it."
She hummed twice, suddenly thought of something, and then took out a handful of nuts from her left pocket: "Try this, it's called shrimp stomach fruit. Master ate it at Xiao Su's house and it was delicious. I heard it's very expensive." Yes, high-end goods. See if you like it. If you like it, master, go buy some tomorrow."
"Is it a macadamia nut?"
"That's right, macadamia nut, that's what it's called."
"Master went out for a walk and walked to Grandpa Su's mahjong parlor." The Xiao Su in her mouth was Grandpa Su in Feng Wuli's mouth. He opened a small shop in the old street and had several mahjong tables and billiard tables in it.
She was stunned for a moment, realizing that she had been exposed, her eyes were dim and uncertain, and finally she just frowned and said, "You're celebrating the New Year, don't force me to slap you."…
Very good, she no longer planned to reason with herself, Feng Wuli obediently took the macadamia nut from her hand.
"It's over, it's over, let's keep going!" Po Nu said in a high-spirited voice.
She didn't believe that she couldn't win against her little apprentice in one night!
The three of them continued, and Wang Xilou moved a chair over and sat behind Po Nu.
Occasionally he would give her advice on how to play a card, but most of the time it would be disagreements.
It is obviously much more difficult to deal with twice the strength of Wang Xilou. This does not mean that the intelligence is doubled, but that you need to look at the eyes to judge whether the other party is lying. With Wang Xilou as a variable, the calculation becomes much more complicated.
But it was still meaningless, Feng Wuli was going to kill everyone tonight.
Po slave
If they lose, they will arrange various talent shows. The little girl from the Song Dynasty who is good at singing and dancing is really a joy to watch. Moreover, she wears very little, such as hot pants and vest in the winter, which is very eye-catching.
"They said they just listened to me, but you didn't listen." Wang Xilou sneered while chewing on her shrimp stomach fruit.
Po Nu was not convinced: "If you have the ability, come and do it."
Wang Xilou smiled fondly and shook his head, put the macadamia nut in Po Nu's hand and asked her to give up her seat.
Then it was Wang Xilou's turn for the next talent show.
Obviously he looks exactly like Po Nu, but watching Wang Xilou dance is a different feeling.
Probably because when Po Nu dances, she will enjoy it because Feng Wuli is watching, but this is the opposite effect here in Wang Xilou. She will feel that she is a master, dancing for her young apprentice.
What a shame!
But Feng Wuli liked to watch Wang Xilou dancing for him with an aggrieved look on his face.
In the next hand, Chifugi had the most cards left. When she lost, Feng Wuli asked her to do a deep squat. Even if Chifugi's legs were weak, he didn't say a word and silently came back to get the cards.
Then it was Wang Xilou again. Feng Wuli asked her to squeeze his shoulders. Master's hands were soft, but not soft, and the strength was appropriate.
Then it was Chifu, who continued to squat.
It’s still Chifu, well, let’s do squats.
Chifu lost again. Before Feng Wuli could speak, she stood up holding on to the table.
I went to do 200 squats tremblingly, and came back with a swing.
Chifu...
She just stood up and planned to continue squatting, but her legs lost strength and she knelt down directly towards Feng Wuli.
He quickly held on and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Feng Wuli feels that Chifu's temperament is that of a martyr, and asking her to sing and dance is definitely an insult. It should be more uncomfortable than killing her. She belongs to the type who would rather die than surrender, so he fulfilled her, not only allowing her to be punished by the game's punishment mechanism, but also not feeling guilty about herself. Being treated specially and not having to trample on your dignity to perform your talents.
"I, can I owe it first?"
She was a little embarrassed, with a blush on her face. Feng Wuli thought she was extremely cute.
How could Feng Wuli dare to embarrass her: "But the debt will be owed with interest."
"More, how much interest?" The once cold iceberg girl was now miserable, but she still tried her best to maintain her cold image. Feng Wuli felt like a little girl pretending to be an adult but couldn't pretend to be cute anymore.
After all, it was Wang Xilou who couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't bully little Chifu."
She patted Feng Wuli on the head angrily and said, "Chifu, please sing a song instead of doing squats."…
Chifu's voice was completely girlish, just as Feng Wuli expected. She was extremely embarrassed to sing, with a red face and a small voice, but it was very nice. She sang a cappella a Jinling folk song "Flower Tune" , which is the original version of the well-known song "Jasmine".
Hearing Jinling Diaotiao Ponu and Wang Xilou were a little distracted again and sang along in a low voice. Feng Wuli felt that this scene was very beautiful.
But this does not prevent Wang Xilou from beating his legs next time.
A game like card cheating is all about having a dark heart, ruthless hands, no poison and no husband, and how can a few little girls be Feng Wuli's opponent.
Wang Xilou and Po Nu just used another way to give themselves benefits.
But after a while, Ye Ji, who went out to pick up firecrackers on the ground with Wanwan, came back, and it was not so easy for Feng Wuli to win.
"Three out of four." He put the three cards on the table upside down.
"Unreasonable, you lied, this is obviously not a threesome." The kitten in his arms meowed.
Feng Wuli: "..."
He lowered his head, and Ye Ji looked up at her brightly: "Did I say it wrong?"
"Xiaoye is right." Feng Wulian comforted.
"It's wrong to lie."
"Saya is right."
There was a self-destruction device on his body, and after the whole round, Feng Wuli had nothing to do.
Po Nu won this hand. Feng Wuli had the most cards. The little girl had already been thinking about it.
What would she do if Feng Wuli lost? Now that she had a chance, she didn't know what to do.
The three of them chatted together, thinking about what to do with themselves, and they actually held a small meeting for such a little thing.
She whispered a few words and looked at him a few times, just like the three eldest aunts and eight eldest ladies in the village gathered around and talked about each other when they saw a stranger entering the village.
"We don't have to discuss such a small thing." He couldn't help but feel a toothache.
When he came back from having no choice but to go to the toilet, the culprit was still there shouting at him: "It's unreasonable, they are whispering."
Feng Wuli never avenged the night before. He didn't wipe his hands after going to the toilet. He grabbed Ye Ji with his wet hands and made all the fur on her body wet and messy. As a long-haired cat, it was enough for her to lick. Don't disturb yourself for ten minutes.
Yeji reprimanded him in protest, licked the cat for a while, and then ran away to find Wanwan to help her lick it.
"Yeji-sama, your hair is all messed up."
"Wanwan, help me lick the back, I can't lick it."
"Okay, Lord Ye Ji." Wanwan didn't realize that she had a hand to smooth her hair, so she stupidly turned back into a fox.
The two little ones were very busy on the sofa.
The three people over there finally came to the conclusion of their discussion, asking Feng Wuli to boil hot water for the three of them to wash their feet.
Feng Wuli opened his mouth.
Is this the Chinese New Year?
There were fireworks rising into the sky outside the window, attracting the attention of everyone in the room. They all ran to the balcony to watch and huddled together. The blooming fireworks had faded. The wind from the river spread to this side. The banyan trees in the old street swayed and made a loud noise. There was a drunk man walking unsteadily in the distance, and the big black dog next door was frightened by the fireworks and kept barking.
There was another long blast, and the fireworks were wanton.
It’s indeed Chinese New Year.
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The mountains are full of pine nuts
