Chapter 31: Worried father, arrogant mother, rebellious...
Ji Jingchuan was so angry that he said, "Shang Que, you'd better redeem me, but even if you do, I won't forgive you!"
As he spoke, he shuffled the cards angrily, as if to show his dissatisfaction, and the cards crackled in his hands.
After the cards were dealt, Shang Que started the game. She pulled out two playing cards and placed them upside down on the seat in front of her: "A pair of 3s."
Continuing clockwise, Ji Jingchuan also followed with a 3.
Jing Ya: "A 3."
"turn."
Ji Jingchuan was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Don't you need to gamble?"
"No need." Shang Que didn't explain much. She turned over the cards and saw that Jing Ya didn't play a 3. Under Ji Jingchuan's surprised gaze, she pushed the cards back and continued the next round: "Two 5s."
The subsequent situation had nothing to do with Ji Jingchuan. The two of them fought back and forth, but Shang Que had the upper hand. She seemed to have a cheat and could accurately turn over Jing Ya's cards every time.
As Shang Que's hand dwindled in number, Ji Jingchuan had long forgotten his initial promise that he would never forgive her. He nervously watched the two of them play against each other, and his tone of encouragement for Shang Que was filled with admiration: "Shang Que, turn him over, turn him over!"
Because of the high stakes, Shang Que turned the tables in a few rounds, and by the way, won Ji Jingchuan back to continue to serve as her slave. She knew when to stop and stood up to leave: "No more fighting."
"Wait a minute, Shang Que, let's play another round!"
Ji Jingchuan's blood boiled after watching those few comebacks. He felt that he had completely mastered the game and said eagerly, "One more round. This variety show is about staying in the countryside for three days. The two losers will take care of all the work from now on. How about it?"
Jing Ya had no objection: "I'm fine with either."
"Shang Que, what about you?" Ji Jingchuan deliberately provoked, "You don't dare to fight me because you know that I discovered your weakness when I was watching the game just now?"
Shang Que frowned and sat back down: "Shuffle the cards."
Ji Jingchuan raised his eyebrows proudly: "This genius is going to show his true strength, just wait for your defeat."
The slap in the face came quickly.
The game continued in a clockwise direction, with the next player turning over the previous player's cards. Ji Jingchuan tried to imitate Jing Ya's earlier play to deal with Shang Que, but it didn't work at all. He made a mistake with every turn, and soon he had so many cards that he couldn't hold them in both hands.
The situation turned into a game between Shang Que and Jing Ya again. Seeing that victory was hopeless, Ji Jingchuan could only take advantage of their inattention and randomly stuff a few cards onto the field to make his record not so ugly.
"Wait, turn it over."
Ji Jingchuan had just secretly thrown a card. When he heard Shang Que's words, he quickly put his hand away and pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Who are you flipping?"
Jing Ya quickly gave the answer: "Are you sure you want to turn it over?"
He and Shang Que each had only two cards left, but there were already over twenty aces stacked on the board. The outcome was about to be decided. If Shang Que flipped the right card, he would win; if he flipped the wrong card, he would lose.
"Of course I'll flip it. I have three Aces in my hand. The remaining one was given to Ji Jingchuan last time. If it weren't for clearing the scattered cards, do you think I would let you play so many cards?" Shang Que was confident of winning: "You are doomed to lose."
Ji Jingchuan roughly understood the logic, and as if to confirm it, he opened the thick stack of cards in his hand and looked for the A.
"A, right? A——" He muttered as he searched, and suddenly stopped and looked sharply at the poker card on the top of the seat.
No, he just threw the A into the deck during the chaos. !!!
"Wait a minute, Shang Que!" Ji Jingchuan quickly rushed over and held down the card, "Don't turn it over!"
Shang Que gave him a strange look and said, "Why don't you turn it over? Are you in cahoots with him?"
"What a deep brotherly love! In that case, you should go to work together." She said sarcastically, raised the corner of her lips, slapped Ji Jingchuan's hand away, and turned the card up with confidence.
An Ace.
The field suddenly fell silent.
Jing Ya frowned in confusion, but before he could say anything, he saw Shang Que throw the cards away.
"I don't want to play anymore. You two are cheating together." Shang Que pursed his lips, turned around and left angrily.
The remaining two looked at each other. Jing Ya flipped open the deck and found the card he had played at the bottom. He thought for a moment with his eyelashes lowered, then glanced over: "What's going on?"
Ji Jingchuan didn't dare to admit it and looked away guiltily: "I don't know."
It's over, it's really over this time.
Shang Que seemed to be really angry. He ignored them all the way and stood far away with his suitcase after getting out of the car.
Gathering at the entrance of the village committee, the director explained the theme of this episode to everyone.
They came to a village rich in mandarin oranges. It was the season when the fruits were ripe, but due to the lack of sales channels and insufficient publicity, the fruits would rot on the trees every year.
Therefore, the local township government and the "Friendship Boat" program team jointly planned this variety show, promoting agricultural assistance by allowing guests to experience rural life and pick oranges themselves.
After hearing this reason, everyone applauded. Jiang Chi tilted his head and said, "Speaking of which, I was filming in another place before and ate a particularly sweet kind of mandarin orange. When I left, I bought a box for Sister Shengsheng. But later I saw that it was produced in Jinghai."
[This is no different than when I go on a trip and buy local specialties, only to find out they're made right next door.]
[The difference is that Jiang Chi is trying to please the goddess, while you are a real greedy girl.]
Ning Sheng smiled and nodded. "It's really delicious. I bought it online several times later. When the car drove in just now, I looked at the name of the village, and it seems to be the place of origin."
"That's possible. Our village's mandarin oranges are shipped all over the country every year." A man who looked like a village official stuffed two into each of their hands and said enthusiastically, "Try them, everyone! We just picked them from the tree this morning. They have thin skin and sweet flesh."
It should be an early-maturing variety, with the skin being green and yellow. Ji Jingchuan's face frowned the moment he got it in his hand.
But everyone else cooperated and started eating. Even Song Xiyue gave a thumbs-up in surprise: "It's really not sour, it's delicious!"
Ji Jingchuan didn't believe anything that wasn't sour. He stared at the mandarin orange in his hand as if he was facing a great enemy, and moved stealthily towards Shang Que in the distance step by step.
He pretended to cough and lowered his voice to say, "Shang Que, I remember you like sour food, so I'll reluctantly give you these two oranges."
Shang Que ignored him.
Ji Jingchuan turned his head and asked Jing Ya next to him for help: "Brother——"
Before he could finish, the village official across from him noticed that he hadn't eaten any and nervously explained, "This variety has a green peel and doesn't taste sour... Don't you like mandarin oranges?"
"No." Ji Jingchuan straightened up immediately and said loudly, only to find that everyone's eyes turned to him. His thin lips were tightened into a straight line, and he looked straight ahead. He reached out and tugged at the corner of Shang Que's clothes slightly. Seeing that she didn't respond, he could only bite the bullet and peel a tangerine.
But the next second, a hand took it away. Ji Jingchuan was startled and turned his head to see Shang Que breaking off a piece of the fruit and stuffing it into his mouth. At the same time, Jing Ya took the remaining mandarin orange from his hand.
Ji Jingchuan's eyes lit up, and he said unconsciously: "Why didn't you tell me that you two like to eat earlier? This genius is still very dedicated."
[With Shang Que and Jing Ya backing you up, you're pretending again, aren't you?]
[A worried father, a spoiled mother, and a rebellious son.]
【What a family of three, hahahaha. 】
After recording the opening scene at the village committee, the group headed to their accommodations for the next few days. The three groups lived in different locations, and Shang Que's group was assigned a bungalow with a small courtyard.
The exterior walls were made of blue bricks, and the old wooden door creaked when pushed open. It must have been vacant for a long time; the well in the yard had long since dried up, but the entire house looked like it had been cleaned beforehand; although old, it was clean and tidy.
There were only two rooms. Shang Que chose the one with good lighting, and they lived together in the remaining one.
Ji Jingchuan put his suitcase away and looked up to see a yellow talisman taped to the headboard. The terrifying memory of the escape room episode came to mind, and he quickly took two steps back, turning around and shouting, "Brother, there's a ghost in this room!"
Jing Ya heard what he said and asked, "Where is the ghost?"
Ji Jingchuan immediately hid behind him: "There's a talisman stuck there. Does that mean this house is haunted?"
Jing Ya went over to take a look and said, "No, it's just an ordinary amulet for protecting the house."
"Amulet of Peace?" Ji Jingchuan frowned as he recalled, "Then the ghost-chasing talisman I encountered last time was called Thunder and Lightning. What was it called?"
"Five Thunder Talismans?"
"Yes! That's the name." Ji Jingchuan asked in shock, "Brother, do you know this too? Does your university have a special program teaching metaphysics?"
His thoughts wandered: "Could it be that you and Shang Que met through this?"
Jing Ya was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "No."
But it's almost the same.
His acquaintance with Shang Que is indeed related to this.
*
Shang Que studied at a university in another city abroad. The atmosphere in that place was not very good. In order to intimidate the teenagers who verbally bullied her, she always pretended to draw talismans in the air with her bare hands, and then stared at them in a mysterious way, turned around and left without saying a word.
Shang Que originally just wanted to scare them, but she didn't expect that those people really got sick after returning, so the rumor that she knew oriental witchcraft quickly spread within the small group.
These people seemed quiet for a while, but they were not convinced in their hearts. When they heard that there was someone in the international student class who was proficient in metaphysics, they immediately went to find him through someone's introduction.
That person is Jing Ya.
At that time, his nominal father was threatening him with stopping the mortgage payment. In order to make money, he would take on some fortune-telling and feng shui work.
The group of people found him and claimed that they had been cursed by an Eastern witch and had been unlucky for the past few days. They wanted Jing Ya to teach her a lesson.
Several people talked to each other and portrayed themselves as perfect victims.
"We didn't mess with her. She might be the evil witch in the fairy tale, born evil."
Jing Ya didn't believe what they said at all, but the money they offered was too much, so he asked after listening: "Eastern Witch? Which country is she from?"
The leader immediately said, "Japanese!"
Jing Ya's last bit of psychological burden disappeared. He followed the others and set up a simple formation on the road that Shang Que had to take after school, thinking that if the other party really knew evil magic, they would be able to deal with it.
However, to his surprise, the beautiful girl with oriental appearance walked into the formation and saw them, but she just said silently.
He took off the guitar bag from his back, pulled out a baseball bat from it, and rushed forward to beat the teenagers without saying a word.
The group of people were caught off guard and were beaten so hard that they screamed and scattered like birds and beasts.
The only ones left there were the girl who was gasping for breath while clutching the baseball bat, and the stunned Jing Ya.
Seeing her pursed lips and looking at him, he blurted out something in Chinese: "No, why don't you fight according to the rules?"
When the other party heard this, he rushed over and pointed a baseball bat at him, "You are helping those foreigners to harm our compatriots, right?"
The stick was broken by her beating. The sharp, rough wooden thorn was only a few centimeters away from Jing Ya's neck. He rolled his Adam's apple and said subconsciously: "They said you are Japanese."
With a "slap", a slap hit him on the mouth, very loud and crisp.
The girl said even more angrily: "Try to insult me again."
On the day when he was slapped in the face, Jing Ya learned her name, Shang Que.
Magpies are fierce little birds, and Shang Que is known for holding grudges. Even after he apologized, earnestly taught her true metaphysics, helped her teach those teenagers, and solidified her reputation as a practitioner of Eastern witchcraft, she still ignored him.
Until one day, Jing Ya cooked a meal.
He then discovered that the little bird was very easy to coax.
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