Bai Chuwei patted the tail of one million and instructed, "He woke up and called me." ”

After saying this, Bai Chuwei followed Duan Feihan and walked downstairs.

Playing mahjong is a must-have activity during the Chinese New Year.

Duan Xingye had already sat down at the automatic mahjong table, and looked at Duan Feihan with a blank eye and pleaded: "Fourth uncle, you have mercy on your subordinates during the New Year, and I only have so much pocket money." ”

Playing cards with his fourth uncle, he didn't win much.

Duan Feihan sat down on Bai Chuwei's side, glanced at it obliquely, and said in an indifferent tone: "Don't let it." ”

The lady sitting opposite Bai Chuwei smiled at her extremely disappointed son Duan Xingye: "Your fourth uncle won't let you in the future." ”

People who have objects, that's it.

Bai Chuwei suddenly snorted lightly: "Don't let me Hanhan, I won't lose." ”

A smile flashed in Duan Fei's cold eyes: "Okay, then ......"

Duan Xingye shuddered, he had a hunch that he would be the one who lost the worst today.

Playing mahjong, mahjong has been invented for hundreds of years, and she has been playing for hundreds of years.

Today they all had to lose at her hands.

The four of them sat around playing mahjong, surrounded by relatives of the Duan family watching the excitement, and from time to time they participated in their game and pressed a bet.

Mr. Duan and some relatives were sitting watching TV and chatting not far away, and the sound of sketches came from the TV, which seemed to be very festive at home.

Duan Xingye's ghost howled: "Fourth uncle, don't go too far, you can fight whatever Weiwei wants!" ”

Duan Fei's cold face did not change: "It's just a coincidence." ”

After winning a few rounds in a row, mahjong rolled into the mahjong machine and was shuffling the cards, a middle-aged man quickly squeezed in, grabbed Duan Feihan's wrist, and shouted: "Fourth, don't play mahjong first, you have to do something important first." ”

Duan Xingye's mother, Yang Jingya, glanced at it and sneered: "The fourth child doesn't pay attention to him, it's bad luck for the New Year!" ”

Duan Fei broke free of Duan Xiuhao with a cold face, and asked in a deep voice, "What to do?" ”

Duan Xiuhao saw that there were relatives all around, and it was difficult to say it directly, so he could only squeeze his eyebrows at Duan Feihan, and Yu Guang saw Bai Chuwei with an interested face, and said, "Miss Bai, it's best for you to come together." ”

The relatives were confused, and they couldn't understand what kind of medicine was in the gourd of the eldest family.

Duan Feihan's face was cold, and his thin lips spit out two words indifferently: "Don't go." ”

Duan Feihan remembered what his big brother was up to.

Since he knew that his son Xu Xingchen had decided to marry himself, he pondered proposing to the Tong family on behalf of Xu Xingchen.

Xu Xingchen's child is difficult, his mother was detained and imprisoned in his third year of high school, and he is the only father left, of course he has to help Xu Xingchen a little more.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, I heard from Bai Chuwei that Xu Xingchen had done his life's work during his participation in archaeology in Zhongzhou.

Needless to say, who else can this object have besides Tong Qingyan?

Duan Xiuhao called, and Xu Xingchen answered vaguely, but he tacitly acquiesced to a lifelong event.

As a father, of course, he wants to give this son the best bride price!

Originally, I wanted my wife Yang Jingya to go with me, but who knew that this woman refused.

Old man? Duan Xiuhao didn't dare to ask, but he definitely wouldn't agree.

If this is a proposal for Duan Xingye, I'm afraid that the whole family will handle it up and down, right? The more this is the case, the more Duan Xiuhao feels sorry for Xingchen's son, the more he wants to propose, the more grand the better!