Ping'er glanced sideways at Sister Feng, and realized that this grandma was trying to make a thief again. She took Zicuckoo and said, "It's so boring for you to stay here. When they talk, I will naturally come to help you. It's Miss Lin who has something to call me."

It’s only a few steps away, so let’s go up first.”

Zicuckoo had no choice but to say: "Second Grandma is trying to persuade her, but she is worried."

"Don't worry."

"..."

In the room, Daiyu listened to the sounds outside. Although she couldn't hear clearly what was being said, she knew it was not Brother Rong who was outside. She was frustrated and worried for a while, but then she saw Wang Xifeng coming in from the outside.

"If you don't play cards upstairs, why would you come to my place to have fun?"

"Sister, are you angry with me? But I did something wrong. Who can talk about the fact that that bastard actually ran away secretly, and then went to catch him and bring him back?"

"No, I don't want to see him,"

"Don't worry, sister. In a day or two, I will find a way to get Brother Rong to come and apologize to you." Wang Xifeng sat beside Daiyu's bed, took her hand and said, "We are relatives, here we are.

We are even sisters in the house. We will not let my sister be wronged. Baochai and I also want to give my sister a generous gift on her big day."

Daiyu was confused, but Wang Xifeng refused to reveal the details.

The two just chatted for a while, and Daiyu was talked through by Sister Feng's clever words, and the gloom in her heart disappeared. Sister Feng left a message, "Watch what I arrange for you," and then she went upstairs.

This is strange. After Wang Xifeng climbed the stairs, everyone playing mahjong on the second floor did not see Sister Feng coming back. Zijuan had to keep occupying the place to play.

Brother Rong, who was recuperating on the third floor, was in a trance, and he felt that someone was taking advantage of him, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Strange, strange.

Wang Xifeng snickered. "I don't like to be like her, playing mahjong... and having to think about mahjong."

Uncle Xiao Rong didn't want to be the only one controlled by others, so he asked curiously, "What's up with this?"

"It's not like Baochai's hooves are so good at playing mahjong...Jiang, he and Ying'er actually recited some mahjong poems together." Wang Xifeng hummed, and said in the tone of scholar Baochai.

"Tap it up and down, and don't mess around with random cards."

"First make a fortune, then wait for the sparrows. If you have a pair in your hand, you can eat what you have to."

Brother Rong interrupted: "Seriously?"

Sister Feng's eyes were squinting. She lightly traced her eyebrows and her lightly made-up face was full of charm. She stretched out her hand to accuse, making the world lose half of its color. She smiled and said, "You can't just eat what you want."

Brother Rong said: "When playing mahjong, you always eat the back bar first and then bloom."
Chapter completed!