A treasured possession from my grandmother, a 1982 vintage...
The unadorned packaging bears the marks of time, yellowing and slightly damaged, revealing the latex material inside.
Chu Yang glanced at the instructions on the packaging. Goodness, it's reusable?
After use, wash and dry the product, then apply talcum powder or baby powder for later use.
This is the original domestic "descendant's death bag," full of vintage charm, emphasizing practicality and thrift.
"Alright, take it. Grandma's going to sleep now. I can't guard the door for you. Take good care of your two good girls, okay?"
After Grandma finished speaking, she slowly lay down on the edge of the bed.
Chu Yang felt a surge of emotion.
"Thank you, Grandma."
I tucked her in, and looking at her aged appearance, my nose tingled with tears.
In his previous life, he lacked the ability, but in this life, he must strive to help his grandmother live a few more years so that she can hold her beloved great-grandson.
"Grandma, you should rest."
"Okay."
As I left my grandmother's bedroom, I ran into Tony Fang, who was carrying bedding.
"We're making up your beds. It gets quite cool in the countryside at night, so you'll need to cover yourselves with blankets."
Then, lowering his voice, he asked, "How are you planning to sleep tonight?"
"Of course, Xiaoli and I will share a room, and Zhou Yang will share a room. Mom, you wouldn't be as improper as Grandma and want the three of us to sleep together, would you?" Chu Yang said with a smile.
"You brat, stop talking nonsense," Tony Fang scolded, then added, "Your sleeping style is fine, but is it possible we don't have that many rooms?"
Chu Yang was taken aback, then remembered that the old house only had three rooms: his parents slept in one room, his grandmother slept in another room, and there was only one room left.
How come this whole thing turned out exactly to his liking?
Tony Fang tapped him on the forehead, shattering his beautiful fantasy, and said irritably, "Your dad and I will be sleeping on the floor in the front hall. The two rooms are for you."
She took two steps forward, then turned back, looking suspicious. "Son, both of your daughters are very lovable. If this were ancient times, I would be happy for you to marry them both. But not now. You have to choose one, understand?"
Chu Yang obediently replied, "I know, Mom."
He outwardly agreed, but inwardly he thought, "If I don't marry her, can't I have her all?"
"Also, you're sleeping with Little Pear tonight, so do you have any safety equipment?" Tony Fang asked, her tone slightly embarrassed, but she had to bring it up.
Knowing that her son is young and full of vigor, she wants to have a grandson as soon as possible, but she also has to be responsible to the girl and her family.
Then you see Chu Yang open his palm.
"No, this is a treasured item given to me by my grandmother. It's an '82 Lanling' (a type of antique), and it's all about elegance, nobility, and historical significance."
Tony Fang's lips twitched: "...Your grandma's senile, and you're senile too? You dare use this thing? Throw it away right now!"
He took two more steps and stopped, not turning his head, and said sternly, "If you don't have safety equipment, then hold it in!"
Chu Yang: "...Yes, sir!"
He appears timid and submissive on the surface, but in reality, he is already itching to do something.
It's not that we can't afford to buy the "blocking elf" (a game item), but rather that taking action is more cost-effective.
But it's still early, let's continue moon-gazing.
Actually, these days, nightlife in rural areas is very limited and monotonous. The village is only so big, and there aren't many entertainment options.
As a result, more and more young people were unwilling to return, and the once beautiful village gradually lost its vitality and life.
Holidays are probably the liveliest time of year, with every household brightly lit up, and people chatting and playing cards.
Mahjong isn't popular here; people play cards.
Sure enough, Uncle San brought his own stool and a bottle of Zhuyeqing liquor, inviting Old Chu to play a few rounds.
Before long, two uncles from the village also came over, and the four of them got together and started playing the upgraded tractor game.
For a moment, the sound of playing cards was crisp and pleasant.
Chu Yang was itching to try it, so he picked up a deck of cards.
"Xiao Li, Sister Zhou Yang, let's play some cards!"
Zhou Yang agreed: "It's been a long time since I played, let's refresh our memories."
Shen Li looked pitiful and said, "I don't know how to play cards."
"It's okay, I'll teach you." Chu Yang was already very enthusiastic and immediately began to teach you step by step.
Then it was discovered that she didn't even know how to identify cards.
"This is the king, this is the prince, these two together make the biggest... Hmm, two clowns, quite funny. And next up is the second..."
Shen Li raised a question: "Why is two larger than three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten? That's not how the math teacher taught it."
Chu Yang patiently explained, "It has nothing to do with the math teacher. These are the rules of the game. Don't worry about the details. Just recognize the number one and number two. Okay, next up is AKQJ..."
It took ten minutes to explain the playing cards, and I finally got her to understand the hierarchy of elders and juniors.
Then came the explanation of the rules of Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game), with Zhou Yang occasionally chiming in to help, which took another ten minutes.
"Okay, I understand, let's start playing!" Little Pear announced excitedly.
She had so many shortcomings in her childhood, and she had never played such a fun game. She decided to make up for it.
"The loser gets a sticker on their face, and bombs double the score." Chu Yang said before dealing the cards.
"Only become the landlord if you have a good hand, don't just grab cards randomly," he advised.
"Oh, okay." Shen Li's beautiful eyes lit up as she clumsily picked up the cards.
Then she was dealt a face-up card, and she was overjoyed: "I'm the landlord!"
"You should only become the landlord if you have a good hand; you can choose not to be the landlord," Chu Yang added.
“I have a great hand.” Shen Li picked up three landlord cards directly.
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