Chinese New Year is all about eating, drinking and playing Doudou.
Doudou from the Chen family is named He Xianjin.
New Year's Eve is an unforgettable night. All the immortals gathered together to stay up all night. There was no Spring Festival Gala these years, so Chen Fu carried two tables and played mahjong.
Aunt Zhong, Aunt Du, Aunt Zhang and Manager Dong's wife were at one table, while Chen Fu, Manager Dong and Li Sanshun were at one table, but one of them was missing.
Call Tuesday Dog, Tuesday Dog will hold his purse tightly and never fall into the trap.
Since the dog didn't come on Tuesday, the Zheng brothers naturally refused.
Lu Badan hated playing cards, and he was also confused about whether to divorce his wife, so there was no way he would play.
Manager Dong looked at Xianjin cheerfully, "Jin Jie'er?"
Xianjin hurriedly shook her head, saying that in her previous life she was busy with infusions, injections and surgeries, and had not systematically learned this advanced technology - if it was playing Landlord, she would definitely take it.
Seeing that Xianjin didn't know how to do it, Manager Dong laughed even more excitedly.
He pushed the two mahjong tiles together and whispered, "Four-door cards, one door is a sure win, three doors make a pair and the connected pieces count, four cards make a gang, the top gang doubles, Jin Jie'er is good at math, no problem."
After that, he smiled and winked at Li Sanshun, "Hand in five or six bundles of Xiu, and you can learn everything."
Li Sanshun didn't understand at first, but then he saw Manager Dong's sly smile and immediately agreed with a smile, "Come on, come on! Let's play mahjong during the New Year, and the New Year will bring prosperity to the whole year!"
Xianjin smiled, it was obvious that this was for her year-end bonus!
He didn't hesitate, rolled up his sleeves, and sat in the smooth Kun position.
Chen Jianfang leaned against the rocking chair, his face red from drinking, and he sat under the lamp with his eyes squinted.
Hearing Xianjin take a seat, Chen Jianfang raised his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, feeling infinite peace in his heart.
Chen Jianfang felt at peace, but Xianjin was in a panic, as if he had entered the Spider Cave.
"...Wait - I don't hit the little chicken, do I? Do I? I don't!"
"Wait, wait! Let me change one! Change one!"
"Wait wait! Let me think about it!"
After three rounds, the weight of the wallet was reduced by two taels of silver, but the mental burden increased by at least one pound.
Manager Dong happily stuffed the silver into his pocket.
Li Sanshun's face, which never smiles, reveals the sincerity of "a big guest has arrived".
Chen Fu didn't laugh. He was very disappointed. "...It's fine if you lose money yourself, but why do you implicate me and prevent me from firing a shot?"
Xianjin:......
At this time you can distinguish them very clearly!
"Third Master..." Xianjin sounded weak.
Chen Fu said confidently, "There is no father and daughter at the poker table. If you want to implicate me again, go sit at the table with the children!"
Xianjin was so angry!
"Jin Jie'er——" Aunt Zhang's voice sounded at the right time.
Xianjin thought someone came to rescue her.
Aunt Zhang smiled gently, "How about you come to our table and play? And give us some money?"
Show gold: r#$@#%! !
So angry that I went crazy.
Chen Jianfang narrowed his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A new game started. Xianjin was hesitant as usual holding a card. Suddenly, a bony hand appeared in front of her and helped her to play a card neatly, and then sorted out the cards in her hand.
"Hey!" Li Sanshun scolded!
Xianjin turned his head and bumped into Chen Jianfang's smiling eyes.
"Master Li, I haven't seen any of the three companies, so why can't I help you?" Chen Jianfang said with a smile.
Li Sanshun was about to open his mouth to say something when his foot was kicked from the left. When he looked up, he saw Manager Dong winking at him.
"I can help! Of course I can!" Manager Dong laughed happily, "The Second Lang of Langyuan has come down to earth to share the joy with us old men. How happy!"
Chen Jianfang curled the corners of his lips, brought a small stool, and sat obediently next to Xianjin, occasionally explaining to Xianjin in a low voice why he played this card and why he kept that card.
Xianjin's ears were burning as he followed Chen Jianfang's rhythm to play cards and win cards, and finally won his first profit of the night.
"... I'll double the amount, ten cents apiece!" Xianjin spread his hands and collected money from everyone. After receiving the money, he handed dozens of boards to Chen Jianfang and said with a smile, "Thank you for your guidance. This is my thank-you fee!"
Dozens of boards were spread out in the palm of my hand.
The palms are cute and pink.
Chen Jianfang smiled and shook his head. "You can play with it yourself. If you win, it's all yours. If you lose, it's mine."
The heat on the golden ears spread to the cheeks.
Manager Dong narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell lightly on Chen Fu's face first - this mahjong master was concentrating on figuring out which card he had played wrong, and did not pay any attention to the verbal dispute between the two children.
And then it fell on Li Sanshun's face - good, this stubborn guy was counting the money in his pocket. Well, even if this stubborn guy didn't count the money, he would definitely not notice the gaze of Lasi next door.
Looking at the card table next to us, people are chatting and gossiping enthusiastically.
Manager Dong smacked his lips, pushed the cards on the table to the middle, and clattered, "More, more!"
.....
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Jianfang started to study and attend classes. Xianjin got up early and performed a set of Eight Section Brocade. When he saw Chen Fu while having breakfast, Xianjin greeted him, "Third Master."
Chen Fu raised his paw, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Xianjin smiled, lowered his head and drank a mouthful of porridge, and ate a bite of the vegetable bun, "Well, the one with leek vermicelli filling is not bad."
Chen Fu nodded randomly, "It's good." He took another bite of the braised pork bun in his hand, "It tastes like meat."
Xianjin laughed, "Have you thought it through?"
Chen Fu exclaimed, "Ah!" and then understood. He nodded hesitantly, "...but...I don't know what to do?"
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