Seeing that Fang Muyun was so unyielding, Meng Dashan immediately lost interest and stopped following him to warm himself by the fire, turning to watch Xu Yunrong play cards.
Having played too much blackjack before, Meng Zhao felt a bit bored and wanted to make a deck of cards to play with. However, although bamboo or wooden cards were sturdy, each one had a different pattern, and people with good memories could remember the cards after playing a few rounds. Bone cards, on the other hand, were exquisite, but the process was complicated and the cost was too high, making them not worthwhile.
After thinking it over, Meng Zhao simply found some thick paper, pasted them together layer by layer, dried them, and cut them into evenly sized pieces.
The numbers are written on the front and can't be seen on the back. Although these cards wear out easily, they can still be played a few rounds. Besides, everyone is family, so no one will secretly make marks on the cards, which saves a lot of trouble.
At the card table, Meng Zhao, Xu Yunrong, and Shen Qing each sat on one side and started playing "Dou Dizhu" (a popular Chinese card game).
Since it was just family playing, they wouldn't gamble. Meng Zhao gave everyone twenty roasted peanuts as chips. Whoever ran out of peanuts would leave the table and someone else would come up.
Tonight, Meng Zhao seemed to have exceptionally good luck, managing to become the landlord in every round and hardly losing at all. The peanuts in front of everyone gradually piled up in front of her.
She was generous and shared the peanuts she won with everyone. Strangely enough, the peanuts she won tasted even better than usual.
The card game was in full swing, with laughter and discussion rising and falling. Meng Dashan ran out of chips and refused to leave the table, insisting that Meng Zhao lend him some. The others refused outright and dragged him off the table.
After everyone had spent the New Year's Eve celebrations, before they knew it, another year had passed. They packed their things and went to sleep.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Meng Zhao was awakened by the noise outside. She got up early, changed into a brand new set of clothes, and went out.
It turned out that after they fell asleep, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. At this time, a thin layer of snow covered the courtyard, which looked exceptionally pure in the morning light.
Meng Zhao took a deep breath and a bright smile appeared on his face: "A new year, a new look, what a good omen!"
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