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Chapter 151 New Year's Day 3

We ran home and the adults were all gone. We cooked some food and ate it, and were ready to go out and play again.

But after leaving the courtyard, I felt that there was nothing to play with. I simply went on to buy a bunch of firecrackers to break them up and set them off one by one.

It is really wasteful to use a lighter to light firecrackers. In order to save the lighter, I quietly took some incense sticks from home. I lit the incense with the lighter, and then used the incense tip to light the fuse of the firecrackers. Suddenly I found that this is very safe. Because the flame of the lighter

If you are too close to the fuse, the fuse will be ignited and burn violently, sometimes burning your fingers. But with incense, your hands do not need to be so close to the fuse.

After playing for a while, I felt bored. My brothers went to find their own entertainment. I went to Mrs. Fan's house to watch my father play cards.

When she pushed open the courtyard door of Mrs. Fan's house, she saw her father, Wen Yuhong, youngest Fan, and Mu Baobao. The four of them were sitting on an "Eight Immortals Table", each sitting on one side playing "Fourteen Fights". Mrs. Fan

They were "watching" on one side. On the bench next to them were several plates of melon seeds, peanuts, corn flakes and rice krispie treats. Xiao Linyin didn't go shopping, or had already returned from shopping. When she saw me at her house, she laughed.

Yingying greeted me and quickly brought out a plate of candies and fruits.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and wished each other a happy new year.

Then I sat down next to my father and watched them play cards. After watching for a while, I saw that my father's "lucky" was not very good. The youngest Fan, who is Xiao Linyin's husband, was very lucky. He played cards for several consecutive times.

The cards are either "three times" or "two times".

Uncle Baobao has been beaten to the point where there is no "sound or image" anymore. Wen Yuhong also started to slap the table. Fan Laoyao was secretly happy because he was "lucky" and there were already many "corn kernels" in the enamel cup in front of him.

Father is "calm". But there are not many "corn kernels" in the enamel cup in front of him. There are probably more than a dozen. If he suffers two more "three rounds", there will be no "corner".

It's time to pay for "corn kernels".

My father's cards are not that good either. I feel like they are a "bad hand" with neither "right cards" nor "big red ideas". They are exactly the kind of "three cards of the same card will make life difficult" cards.

But he changed his "strategy". He no longer pursued "fanhu", but tried to collect as many "twenty points of red" as possible, and then went for "pihu". Although "pihu" did not have "fan", he still had

A "corn kernel" is earned. The player with a bad card is the banker. The players each give one to the banker, and a "corn kernel" is a profit of three. And the banker can also draw one more card, that is, the banker has eight cards and the player has seven cards.

Card.

After a while, there were more "corn kernels" in Father's enamel cup. When he finally made "three attempts" and got twenty-four "corn kernels", Wen Yuhong was "beaten dry".

I saw Wen Yuhong reluctantly taking out a piece of "Great Unity" and putting it on the table. She said loudly: "Take it to make up for it."

Father said: "I can't make up for it. I'll just pay for it."

Youngest Fan quickly picked up the money and said, "I can make up for it." As he said that, he took out a large amount of bills from his trouser pocket.

"Unite" and put it in his trouser pocket. Then he counted the "corn kernels" in his enamel cup seriously. After counting, he said: "Excluding the fifty old ones, I still have thirty-two here. I will pick up thirty-two."

Yuan. You pick up the rest."

Uncle Baobao: "I only have fourteen here. I want to pay thirty-six yuan."

Unexpectedly, my father turned out to be the "big winner" in this game. He actually won fifty-four yuan.

Father: "Except for my old capital, I still have fifty-four. You can take them and share them."

Wen Yuhong took back the remaining money and put her own "corn kernels" into the enamel cup. Uncle Bao Bao also paid and put his own "corn kernels" back.

Wen Yuhong: "It's not fun to fight one piece like this, how about we fight two pieces?" As she said this, she cast a look at the other three for advice.

Fan Lao Yao: "I have no objection. I think we can also add 'airplane' to fight."

Uncle Baobao: "I think it's okay to have a fight together. Everyone plays it during the Chinese New Year."

Wen Yuhong saw that the opinions were not unified. One agreed to raise the price to two yuan, and the other disagreed. He pointed the finger at his father. "Old Mu, please speak your mind. Do you want to fight or not?"

Father: "You can't fire randomly, you have to hit someone. I mean, everyone is just playing for fun. Don't shoot so hard, otherwise it will be stressful."

Wen Yuhong: "I say the same for you, an old guy. How many games have you played throughout the year? What kind of pressure do you feel? Besides, my 'loser' has already spoken. I just do it for two yuan, and I also add the 'airplane'."

Xiao Linyin: "You just have to play for fun. If you add up the 'airplane', the cards are very wild, the fanhu is big, and the winning or losing is big. I am happy if I win, but what should I do if I lose? The New Year is over,

My son’s school has started again, and he still has to pay tuition fees.”

Seeing that Uncle Baobao remained silent, Young Master Fan asked, "Baobaobao, are you afraid that your mother-in-law will tell you when you go back?"

Uncle Baobao blushed and said, "Oh, no, no, I still have this bit of 'power'. Just do whatever you want."

Father: "Let's just get two pieces. Don't add up for the 'airplane'."

An agreement was reached. The four of them continued to play cards. Because it was my father's banker. As soon as everyone touched the cards, it was time for my father to touch the last one. I saw that my father's face was very nervous. I don't know why.

So I leaned over and took a look. It didn't matter at first, but I was shocked when I looked again. It turned out that all my father's cards were red, and six of the seven cards were matched, and only one card was a single card. If

The last card, that is, the eighth card, if it matches the seventh card, it is at least "Tianhu Sanfan". If it happens to match the "red card", it is a big deal, it is "Tianhu Sanfan".

"Tianhu Sanfan" plus "Red Hu Sanfan", the sixth card. Player, each person has to play sixty-four "corn kernels", which is one hundred and twenty-eight yuan. This card is three

One hundred and eighty-four yuan. No wonder my father is so nervous.

When the others saw that their father had not yet touched the last card, they quickly urged him: Lao Mu, hurry up and touch the cards, let’s play cards Anke.

Father: "This card is very big. Please help me turn over the last card."

Wen Yuhong: "That's bullshit. If you want to do it yourself, don't even do that."

Youngest Fan: "You have a lot of big cards. As long as you can play it down, we will admit it."

Uncle Baobao: "His uncle is the same, hesitant about what to do, just be happy."

My father carefully touched the last card. I saw in a blink of an eye that it was a black card. This way he had no chance to do the "six times".

My father's hand shook slightly and he took the card into his hand. He finally saw the card clearly. Although it was a black card, it matched. This was "Tian Hu San Fan".

At this time, Father's frown finally relaxed. "Hey, you guys almost got into trouble just now."

Youngest Fan: "Old Mu, stop being so mysterious. If you have to eat, put down your cards quickly. Everyone, hurry up and play the second set."

Wen Yuhong: "That's right, that's right. Hurry up."

Father laughed and said, "This is an easy game for a family of eight." After saying that, he put down the cards.

When everyone saw it, wow! "Tian Hu San Fan". The corn kernels were paid.

Wen Yuhong: "I suggest playing with a different deck of cards."

Uncle Baobao: "Wen Yuhong, I think you are a 'poor person who blames the house's foundation'."

My father said boldly: "Boss, please go for a trip." He handed me ten dollars casually.

I quickly ran to the street to buy cards for them. Hey, if Brother Jun was here, it wouldn't be my turn. A deck of playing cards costs three yuan, and my travel expenses only cost seven yuan. It's easy.

After buying the cards back, they changed them and continued playing.

It's just that Wen Yuhong is really unlucky. The situation has become "three bundles and one", and he is the only one who loses.

He also thought of all the "methods". Sometimes he wanted to "change positions", sometimes he wanted to "go to the toilet", sometimes he wanted to "cut off the skin", sometimes he wanted to "cut the cards", and at the end of the game he still wanted to "borrow money", but on New Year's Day

The "rule" on the first day of junior high school is not to borrow money. Everyone "dispersed".

It is estimated that Wen Yuhong lost three to four hundred yuan. Because everyone except him said that he won a hundred yuan.

Xiao Linyin cooked glutinous rice balls for everyone to eat. Wen Yuhong lost all her money and was not in the mood to eat, so she left alone.

Xiao Linyin: "Uncle Wen, don't be unreasonable. Eat something before going back."
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