Since visiting Li Yifu, Helan Minzhi has been staying at home to perfect his idea of establishing a women's club, but after all, ideas are ideas, and even if they fall on paper, there are great difficulties. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Writing down the initial ideas was already extremely time-consuming and laborious, and it made his head even bigger these days. Whether it is in the past life or in this life, Helan Minzhi has never experienced a woman's thoughts, and it is inevitable that he will feel a little weird, and it seems a little weird everywhere, and he always feels that it is not smooth.

Helan Minzhi, who has done the sedan chair business, is not a rookie now, and he knows very well in his heart that once this kind of thing that feels unsmooth always happens in the preparation stage, once this business is really moved, the consequences will be extremely terrible. If you can't say it, it will fall short in the end, but there is nothing he can do to solve it.

Put down the pen in your hand, it's not a way to think about it yourself, it's better to discuss it with your mother.

Just as Helan Minzhi put down his pen and picked up the water, Junzi ran in from outside the house: "Young master..."

"What is this bouncing about, quiet down and talking." He glanced at her with squinted eyes, and then continued to drink.

Junko's originally happy appearance instantly lowered her head: "Oh..."

After standing next to him for a while, he returned to his normal state, still with the same happy smile on his face. This guy is a pure optimist, who laughs and laughs on weekdays, and the general things that are big and grinning really don't take it to her heart. The appearance is even more innocent and cute, perhaps because he was suppressed in the slave industry for too long in the early years, and he was liberated when he came to Helan Minzhi. However, this temperament Helan Minzhi likes it very much, and it also needs to be polished, otherwise if it goes out, the temperament is too jumpy, and it will inevitably cause trouble.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Putting down the teacup in his hand, Helan Minzhi also felt interesting, and the smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously appeared.

"Young master, Ah San is back. Said that the thing called mahjong that you made it build has been built, and I brought it here today, do you want to take a look? ”

"Done? Hey, I'm thinking about when I'm going to talk to A-Niang about this, and he's fast enough. Okay, let him bring it. With a wave of his hand, Junko went out and called Ah San in. Mahjong can be made Helan Minzhi is really happy, not only for this women's club, you must know that in the previous life was an out-and-out mahjong fan, although there is no chance to play in reality on weekdays. But it's always inevitable to play with others on the Internet. It's not as enjoyable as reality, but it's definitely appealing enough.

Now that mahjong has been invented in this Tang Dynasty, it is also a great pleasure to pull my mother, sister, and grandmother to play with my grandmother. Especially Mrs. Yang, as she gets older, she has less to play with. It can be regarded as alleviating her boredom on weekdays, there is really no game in Datang that the elderly can participate in, and mahjong is definitely one.

After a while, Ah San walked in with Junko behind him with a package on his back.

"Young master, the one hundred and thirty-six mahjong tiles you made have all been built, take a look." As he spoke, he slumped the packages behind him on the ground, revealing polished pieces of wood of the exact same size.

Helan Minzhi immediately got up from the blanket, stepped forward and squatted on the ground and picked up a piece of mahjong. Touching them, I really feel a lot in my heart. When he came to Datang, he was afraid that some things he created would affect the course of history, so Helan Minzhi never touched things that could affect the course of history. Passing through, in addition to a sedan chair, this mahjong is the second thing in the afterlife.

The sedan chair has been rarely used in its own time, and there are not so many feelings after seeing it. But mahjong is different, touching mahjong with your own hands is like touching the mark of future generations with your own hands, mixed feelings. In front of Junzi and Ah San, his eyes turned red unconsciously.

Ah San and Junzi on the side are almost stupid, for so many years, they have seen the elegant Helan Minzhi, the ruthless Helan Minzhi, and the warm Helan Minzhi. Every time they see him, they don't know when he cried. But what they are sure of is that they have never seen Helan Minzhi's tears, nor have they ever seen Helan Minzhi's wet red eyes.

Sensing that the way they looked at him was wrong, he quickly reached out and wiped his eyes. I laughed unconsciously, I really went back more and more, and suddenly I couldn't even control my state of mind when I saw this. If it weren't for the fact that there were still people around, I am afraid that I would really be released and cry.

"Good, good, this thing is well done. Ah San went to the account to pay a hundred wen, and whoever made it said that it was rewarded by the young master. ”

"Okay." Looking at his young master's mood, it didn't seem to be right, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, and Ah San didn't dare to be poor and agreed happily.

After talking to them, Helan Minzhi simply sat on the ground and looked at these mahjong, one tube, two tubes... Chicken, two... Ten thousand, twenty thousand... East wind, whiteboard. Suppress the mixed feelings in your heart: "Come, Ah San." Put all these things on your back and follow me to find A-Niang. ”

"Yes"

"Junko wants to be together, so it's okay to follow, by the way, call Mako, and the two of you will also learn how to play with this thing together. When the time comes, we can have two games when we have nothing to do. Helan Minzhi smiled. I can't help but think that I and Junko Mako are three people, and if I marry another wife in the future, it will just be a table of mahjong cards. When will I be able to marry a wife with a table of mahjong tiles, oh, no. According to the Tang Dynasty, this was called a wife and a concubine. Although he is more than YY in his heart, Helan Minzhi has no idea of marrying a wife and taking a concubine after all, and Mako Junzi has been with him for a long time, so he is naturally reluctant to let them go. As for the wife or something, this era still pays attention to the orders of the parents, and the words of the matchmaker are left to A-Niang to worry about.

"Ah Niang" took Ah San and Junko Mako into Wushun's small courtyard, and found that Wu Shun, who doesn't like to be a female celebrity on weekdays, was meticulously embroidering the flowers in his hands, the red peony flowers.

"What are you doing here? This flower is so beautifully embroidered, can't it be given to my son? ”

"It's so beautiful that it makes you look like you can wear it." Wu Shun lightly whitened He Lanmin's eyes, and he didn't stop the needle and thread in his hand.

"And who are you doing this for?"

"Isn't it almost the full moon of the little princess? Embroider a small pocket for her mother and send it to her. Now there is still time, and it is too late. (To be continued.) )