For a mother, no matter what her son treats herself, she is still her son. If there is no involvement of a third party, there will be no overnight feud between mother and son.

The same goes for diving birds, which annoy her when they see her, but worry when they can't see it. Last time she called to say that she was not feeling well, and she couldn't tell what was uncomfortable, anyway, people have no energy, and the food is not fragrant. He had been worried about it for a week.

I sent her a sum of money and asked her to go to the hospital for a proper check-up, and kept asking about the results of the test.

The results came out quickly, there was nothing wrong, maybe because of age, all the functions of the body are degrading and aging, or it may be because the mahjong table has been on the table for too long and is too tired.

The diving bird advised her to play less mahjong and go square dancing to exercise her body if she had nothing to do.

But her mother Yuan Mei scoffed and said: I don't go, I'm not available. I'm fine, you don't care about me.

I used to be on the mahjong table for four hours in the afternoon, but now I play from afternoon to night, even until midnight, and it's getting worse and worse.

Once the diving bird called her before going to bed, she was still on the mahjong table, hurriedly said a few words, and hung up the phone.

The diving bird is very depressed and worried, and the mother's mahjong addiction is getting worse and worse, which is not a good thing.

In fact, what the diving bird didn't know was that his mother Yuan Mei met an old man and a strange old man on the mahjong table during this time, and the two fell in love.

This old man doesn't know where he came from, when he suddenly came here to play mahjong. Playing at a table, after a long time, you come and go, eyebrows, and naturally have a little indescribable feeling.

The old man's surname is Chen, and his single name is Ke, who said that he worked in an agency before he retired, and recently moved in with his daughter's house. looks very clear, with good facial features, and you can vaguely tell that when you were young, you were also a talented person, and even a little charming.

The figure is not as fat and fleshy as those old men, and before anyone enters the door, a belly folds in first. The maintenance is very good, and I can't see any fat at all.

If you want to say that the only place on the whole body that hides fat may be the buttocks, the trousers he wears wrap the plump back buttocks, which is really very stylish.

The elderly man is divided into two categories: one is that the flesh swells out in all directions as if it has been fermented, and it cannot be dragged in. This kind of old man is particularly afraid of heat, and the weather in Sichuan is hot and extremely hot. They like to be shirtless, with their fat, oily flesh exposed. Fan the fan, sweating all over and eating spicy hot pot as usual.

Or even if you finally put on a thin, almost transparent undershirt that obviously breaks when you pull it lightly, you have to scoop the undershirt above the belly, and you must put the poop belly in broad daylight.

There is also a kind of lean and lean, which can't squeeze a little oil out of the oil pan. It looks like a zombie who has completed the weathering process early, and I like to wear that old-fashioned suit, with rugged shoulders supporting the shoulders, swaying, fluttering, and only a skeleton is left under the clothes, and there is a wind bone that I want to ride the wind away.

As for the trousers, it is even more unbearable, because there is no butt, and I don't know that these pants were bought by the figure of the monkey year and the moon, anyway, now the waist has become extremely inappropriate, whether it is looking at the front or the back, it is as flat as a wooden board.

This kind of man likes to hold a cigarette in his finger all day long, with a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, and no one can talk nonsense for a long time.

Compared with these old men, this old man named Chen Ke seems to stand out from the crowd and is particularly eye-catching.

Every day, tidy up and appear on the mahjong table. Although some are a little bald, they are not too miserable, and their black hair is carefully dyed, and they look a lot younger and more energetic.

The eyebrows are good, the dress is decent, the demeanor is gentle, and it is not too noisy, in short, everything is very in line with Yuan Mei's mind.

A few days after he first came, Yuan Mei noticed that it was just such a coincidence, and he also noticed Yuan Mei among the old women with gray and yellow faces and wrinkles.

At first, it was just one eye, one eye for you, one eye for me, and gradually one eye became two eyes, and slowly they met each other.

To say, among the old women, Yuan Mei does look relatively outstanding, more than rich, and a little pretty, although it feels a little sharp, but this is more capable and neat. It's really boring if a woman isn't powerful, which suits my taste.

Moreover, you can roughly find out the pulse during the conversation: she is a widow, widowed in her early years, has an only child, and now works in the magic capital, her family is wealthy, and now she is an idler with a lot of spare time and nowhere to pass. It's the kind of person who typically lives a retirement life.

There are two houses in the local area, one for herself, and one for her son to live in when he comes back, but her son doesn't come back often, so she looks after the house for her son.

This Chen Ke is obviously a good mahjong player, and since he came to the stage, he has rarely seen him lose. He sat tepidly and played game by game, and he was not proud when he won, he would treat him generously, and occasionally he lost, and there was no complaint, in short, he was a very quiet mahjong player.

Soon he became the kind of man with a special status among all the old men. Because I heard that he was a section chief in the agency in his early years, everyone called him Section Chief Chen.

Yuan Mei is not. She basically always loses money, but she plays mahjong purely to kill time, so if she loses, she loses, and she can't lose much money at the end of the day, but when the time is over, she can go home and sleep upside down.

However, it's not cool to always lose, after all, and it's easy to be ridiculed on stage.

A few times, when Chen Ke happened to sit in her upper house, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, anyway, she happened to win a few times, and Yuan Mei was in a good mood all day, as if she had taken a perfect tonic ointment. In the evening, I will take the initiative to invite everyone to eat hot pot.

Compared with other card friends, Yuan Mei also found that she and Chen Ke talked a lot, and they were very reasonable. Sometimes when we are separated, we will walk together for a while. Chen Ke will talk to her about his life, he divorced at an early age, and his daughter originally lived with her mother. No, her mother died of illness last year, and her daughter asked him to move in with her, and now he lives near her.

Yuan Mei was strange: why don't you live together?

Chen Ke smiled and said frankly: I have been used to living alone for so many years. I am not used to living with my daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter, I am afraid that people will be annoying, and I am also afraid that if something goes wrong, it will be bad to make trouble. Nowadays, I basically eat at my daughter's house, but it is better to go back to my own house to sleep at night.

Yuan Mei heartily mentioned, why is she no longer married after so many years?

Chen Ke was quite calm and said: I have been married once, to be honest, I am also a little afraid.

Yuan Mei was strange: What are you afraid of?

Chen Ke sighed and said: I'm afraid of being disappointed.