In the afternoon, Meng Fei directed the small animals to clean up all the feces and debris in the backyard.
Just as he finished cleaning up, the phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Uncle Qin calling. Meng Fei pressed the answer button.
As soon as the call was connected, Uncle Qin's weak and excited voice came from the other end of the line.
"Hey! Meng boy! The sword is forged! This sword is really powerful!!"
Hearing this, Meng Fei was delighted: "Oh! That's great! I'll go get it when I'm free in the next two days!"
"Okay, if you're coming, tell me in advance. Well, I have to go to bed. I've been exhausted these past few days... I'm hanging up."
Before Meng Fei could say a few polite words, Uncle Qin hung up the phone.
Meng Fei felt like he was being scratched by a cat at this moment. Uncle Qin said that the knife was powerful, so it must be great!
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the time. It was almost five o'clock. He guessed that his second uncle's family would be ready for dinner soon, so Meng Fei went back to the house, took two bottles of mineral water and medicinal wine, and went to his second uncle's house.
As soon as he entered the yard, Meng Fei smelled the aroma of meat wafting from the house. His eyes lit up. It was no exaggeration to say that with Second Aunt's cooking skills, it should be no problem for her to beat Watanabe Ichiro.
Thinking of this, Meng Fei smiled and pushed the door open and entered the house.
"Oh! Second Aunt is busy. Your stewed spareribs are so delicious. I smelled the fragrance as soon as I entered the yard."
"Hehe, you are just a sweet talker. My cooking skills are far inferior to yours. Okay, stop being polite. Come into the house and warm up on the kang. Your second uncle has already arrived, and their third uncle is playing poker."
Meng Fei grinned and pushed the door open to go into the inner room, where his second uncle and two other men were sitting on the kang playing Landlord.
Seeing Meng Fei coming, the second uncle hurriedly greeted him.
"The dog is here, come here, let me play with you, let me play with you."
Meng Fei waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not very good at it, so you should play it, Uncle."
Seeing Meng Fei refuse, the second uncle stopped persuading him, sat down and continued playing cards.
This time, Meng Long was the landlord and he had a beautiful hand of cards, two kings, three twos, and four aces, which was a sure win.
Even though the second uncle and the second grandfather fought hard, they still ate two fried dumplings, which quadrupled their money, and each of them lost 20 yuan.
Meng Long took the money handed over by the two men with a smile, put it aside casually, and threw it aside with a crumpled look.
Since Meng Long won, it was natural for him to shuffle the cards. There is a witty saying in Northeast China: If a great contributor doesn't shuffle the cards, no one will bury him when he dies. It means that whoever wins has to shuffle the cards.
Meng Long was seen gathering all the cards together, knocking them, then splitting them in half, shuffling them, interweaving them together, and finally cutting them several times. His movements were smooth and skillful.
The Second Master and Second Uncle were confused by the situation and did not think there was anything wrong, but Meng Fei, an outsider, sneered.
When did the doctor become so good at playing cards?
It takes ten or eight years to master the skill of shuffling cards.
The fox's tail is showing more and more...
However, Meng Fei did not say much, but continued to stand behind Meng Long and watch the excitement.
Feeling Meng Fei's gaze, Meng Long glanced back at Meng Fei uncomfortably: "Dog, don't stand, it's so tiring to stand, sit on the kang, it's warm, it's so comfortable."
Meng Fei smiled and shook his head, saying: "It's okay, Brother Long, you guys can play, I slept for the whole afternoon, my waist hurts, stand up straight."
After hearing this, Meng Long had no choice but to give up.
The three of them had a great time, but Meng Fei saw something wrong.
The three of them played more than ten games in total, and Meng Long actually won twelve of them. The change in front of him gradually piled up.
Logically speaking, Meng Long’s cards were not very good at times, or even very bad, but he won unexpectedly.
Thinking of this, Meng Fei stopped looking at his second uncle and second master's cards and focused on looking at Meng Long's cards.
Sure enough! When Meng Long played his cards, Meng Fei clearly saw that Meng Long hid a Xiao San under another card and threw them out together.
Second Uncle and Second Master didn't notice it either and were still playing cards behind me.
Meng Fei sighed helplessly and walked to the side of the Second Master.
"Second Master, please let me play for a while."
"Don't you know how to play?" asked the Second Master with some confusion.
"I only know a little bit. Watching you guys play, I feel a little itchy and want to try a few rounds too."
"Okay, you can have fun while I straighten my back. Ouch... This guy is really not good at his age."
After saying that, Erye threw the cards in his hand to Meng Fei. Meng Fei took the cards and saw that Erye's cards were really good, a king, three twos, and three aces.
But since the way the game is played in the north involves competing for the landlord, Meng Long ended up becoming the landlord.
Meng Fei seemed to be looking at the cards in his hand, but he was actually watching the movements of Meng Long's hands with his peripheral vision.
Meng Long was relatively honest at first, but when there were more cards on the table, he started to make some small moves.
"Three 8s with a 3!" Meng Long threw the cards into the pile.
Second uncle: "No."
When it was Meng Fei's turn, he showed a hint of difficulty on his face and said:
"Brother Long! I want the little king you just mentioned! I didn't see it clearly, I still have the big king here."
After saying that, Meng Fei picked up the three 8s and a three that Meng Long played, picked up four cards, and revealed the four underneath.
"Hey? Where did the number four come from? We have never had anyone come up with a number four."
At this time, the second master who was watching the fun on the side noticed something was wrong and quickly spoke up.
A trace of panic flashed across Meng Long's face, and he said quickly: "Oh! My my! I guess it was taken out when I played the cards just now. I was wondering why my four was gone! I almost lost my straight."
After saying that, Meng Long took the number four back in his hand with a guilty look on his face, and Meng Fei laughed secretly in his heart.
With this experience, after each round, Meng Fei would turn the cards on the table upside down, making Meng Long so angry that his teeth itched.
Sure enough, since Meng Fei came on the court, Meng Long's side has been defeated. The pile of change he just won has now been depleted. If this continues, the remaining money he has will probably go into Meng Fei's pocket sooner or later.
Just as Meng Long was thinking about how to end it, his second aunt suddenly shouted from the kitchen.
"Okay, stop playing, it's time to eat!"
After saying that, Second Aunt brought in a large pot of sauerkraut stewed with pork ribs.
Seeing this, Meng Long let out a long sigh, threw the cards in his hand onto the table, and said with a smile: "Since dinner is ready, let's not play anymore. Let's eat, I'm already hungry!"
Meng Fei grinned and didn't say much. He got off the kang, put on his shoes, and stood up to help his second aunt get the bowls and chopsticks.
After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.
Everyone was drunk and sat on the kang chatting.
At this moment, Meng Long's phone suddenly rang. After taking out his phone and seeing the call on the screen, Meng Long's expression froze obviously, and his mouth twitched a little unnaturally.
"Um... the director of my hospital called. I'm going out to answer it."
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