Chapter 60: Rustic Breeze (2)

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, there were firecrackers in all directions.

Zhenhua also pasted his own Spring Festival Lian, changed into new clothes and shoes, and prepared to set off firecrackers for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Zhao Chenghai, as the head of the family, washed his face and hands very solemnly, lit incense candles on the bookcase above the table of the Eight Immortals, knelt down with his palms together, and then held a stick of incense and bowed to the door, then waved his hand and said: "Put firecrackers!"

Zhenhua lit firecrackers, and the night of Chinese New Year's Eve carnival began.

After the firecrackers were finished, my sister Chunlan had already put a table full of dishes with her mother.

Zhenhua closed the door, opened a bottle of liquor for six yuan, drank with his father, and opened another bottle of wine, so that his mother and Chunlan could also have a drink.

Zhao Chenghai was full of spring breeze, holding a wine glass and smiling: "Life is getting better and better year by year, this time next year, we will have Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the big house." At that time, Zhenhua was also a private teacher, and he had an identity, and his family also had an extra income. ”

Cui Hong smiled: "It would be better if Ke Xiang was married into the door next year and Tian Ding was imported." ”

Zhenhua also smiled and raised his glass to toast his father.

Chunlan also toasted her parents, and said with admiration: "Dad, Mom, it's the New Year...... I don't want to read anymore. ”

Zhenhua frowned.

Dad Zhao Chenghai was not surprised, nodded and said: "If you can't read it, don't read it, just build a house after the year, there are many things at home, you help your mother cook, but reduce your mother's burden." ”

Zhenhua glared and said to his sister: "No, you must graduate from junior high school and get your graduation certificate." ”

Chunlan pouted: "I don't study now, but I can get a graduation certificate by then." Our teachers have said that the graduation certificate will be issued at that time. ”

Zhenhua shook his head: "That's not good, you have to continue to study until you graduate." ”

Zhao Chenghai smiled: "It's useless to ask for that graduation certificate, anyway, it will be farming in the future." ”

Zhenhua still insists on his opinion: "Even if it is farming, it is not a bad thing to study for an extra year. ”

Cui Hong was worried that Zhenhua's father and son would quarrel again, and hurriedly interrupted: "Let's talk about this after the New Year, don't talk about this at Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Zhenhua and his father stopped and continued to drink and eat.

In a small family of four people, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is still somewhat light, and it can't be lively if you want to, and some are drunk and unhappy.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it was not completely dark.

Zhenhua made himself a cup of tea, carried it in his hand, and stood in front of the door, admiring the fireworks in all directions.

At that time, the fireworks were very monotonous, just the cartridges fired from the paper tube in the hand, swished into the sky, and exploded, releasing a small cluster of sparks.

Even such shabby fireworks bombs are not bought by everyone in the village, after all, they all cost money.

Only Wang Xiang next door is rich and wealthy, and he likes to be lively, so he bought a bunch of fireworks bombs and let the youngest son and youngest daughter of the family stand in front of the door and put it enough.

Almost all the people in the village had eaten Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at this time.

The men began to come alive, each dressed in new clothes, with good cigarettes in his pockets, and private money, calling friends and friends, ready to find a place to gamble.

For these men, there was no other entertainment in the village except for gambling money. Without a TV, I can't watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhao Chenghai has an advantage, he doesn't gamble, he never gambles, and he also restricts his son Zhenhua and keeps him away from these occasions.

Because of the strict tutoring since childhood, Zhenhua to now, I don't know how Pai Gow is matched, the size of the pip or something, I don't understand.

Qi Lei is just the opposite, he is a master of this way, a young Chengting training family origin, and an ancestral craft.

Qi Lei's father used to be a gambler, especially proficient in pai gow. Since Qi Lei was a teenager, his father had nothing to do, so he teased his son to play, taught his son to recognize and match cards, and passed down this craft. During the New Year's holidays, when gambling money, his father even took Qi Lei with him, which was called "belt to the court".

Therefore, although Qi Lei is young and has just come down from school, he does not lose to veterans at all in the casino.

Zhao Chenghai knew Qi Lei's fetishes, and gave Zhenhua an early vaccination: "If Qi Lei tells you to gamble, don't go." ”

Before Zhenhua could speak, Qi Lei arrived.

Sure enough, Qi Lei's first words were: "Zhenhua, I'll take you to play!"

Zhenhua shook his head: "I won't." ”

Qi Lei waved his hand: "I know you won't, so I took you to study! Let's go, it's at Uncle Xiang's house, and it's already been pushed!"

Zhao Chenghai jumped out and said to Qi Lei: "Qi Lei, I don't care if you drink with Zhenhua, but you can't take him to gamble." He doesn't know anything, and he doesn't win or lose. ”

Qi Lei smiled hesitantly: "Uncle, it's three days old to call Huazi, Zhenhua is such a big person, you still manage him like this, and you don't have a holiday during the New Year?

Cui Hong also complained about her husband, and said: "Qi Lei is right, everyone plays, so Zhenhua nests at home, is he a fool? Just let him play smaller, three or five yuan, can't he afford to lose?"

Zhao Chenghai glared at his wife: "I'm afraid he won't be able to quit!"

"Dad, I don't gamble, and I don't have any money with me, I just go to see the excitement. Zhenhua said.

"You can see it, don't gamble!" Zhao Chenghai finally nodded.

Zhenhua snorted, and together with Qi Lei, slipped into the house of the pig killer Wang Xiang.

Qi Lei is right, there is already a bet here.

Twenty or thirty villagers, sitting or standing, all of them were full of red light, and they were all alive and vigorous.

Liu Yugao sat in the village and was shuffling the cards above the table of eight immortals.

"The headline gate of heaven is open, I'll bet on it!" Qi Lei was like a fish in water, squeezed sideways into the circle of people, and took out twenty yuan to bet on the position of Tianmen.

In the position of Tianmen, Song Jiacai sat down, turned his head and smiled: "Qi Lei has eyesight and knows that I want to win!"

Zhenhua was very surprised, just like Song Jiacai, there is still money to gamble?

Liu Zhigao shuffled the cards, launched the four tricks, put the dice in his hands and rubbed them, and shouted: "Come on, come on, everyone stretches out their hands to support the field, sponsorship and sponsorship, don't win in your hands, don't win in your waist, and win on the tableβ€”β€”!"

Everyone dug out their own pockets and put the big and small bills on it, and a table was filled with colorful colors.

Liu Zhigao rolled the dice and watched intently.

The two dice swirled on the table and stopped for a while.

"Nine!" Liu Zhi reported the points and shouted: "The monkey fights wine, Tiansan has four hands, and the dealer takes the leadβ€”β€”!"

Everyone took their cards and went home.

Song Jiacai sat on the bench, and Qi Lei stood behind him.

Without waiting for Song Jiacai to take the cards, Qi Lei had already reached out and grabbed the cards of Tianmen, glanced at them in his hand, skillfully pulled them open, combined them in pairs, and put them on the table before and after.

Song Jiacai was dissatisfied, turned his head and glared at Qi Lei: "I'm sitting at the right of the table, how can you grab my cards?"

Qi Lei pressed Song Jiacai's shoulder: "What's it called? You still don't worry about my cards? Just make sure you win!"

Liu Zhigao finished the matching, turned over the cards, and the remaining three also flopped.

Tianmen really won, and Qi Lei opened his door, and twenty yuan was in hand. The other two have won and lost, and Liu Zhigao does not lose or earn.

Insiders watch the doorway, laymen look at the excitement, Zhenhua doesn't know anything about gambling skills, so he stands here and watches the excitement, the blind man watches the play, and people laugh at him.