Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Storm

After observing two laps on the side, Qingyun understood how to play the flower cards.

This is simply another form of mahjong, but with "spring, summer, autumn and winter plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum" to replace the cake strips, after drawing these cards put aside and then draw a card, although the flower card does not become a card in the winning card, but each flower card counts, after winning the card to increase the income.

The sky suddenly turned cloudy outside, and the old lady's eyes couldn't keep up, so she asked her mother next to her to take out her glasses, and looked at the cards carefully for a long time, Song Qingyun couldn't help but point to the one in her hand, "Godmother, come out of this." ”

"Yo, don't you see, Sister Qingyun is hiding deeply?" What Mrs. Sun threw out happened to be Zhao Mingzhu's last card to eat, so Zhao Mingzhu obviously said sarcastically.

"My sister smiled." Qingyun smiled.

Since Zhao Mingzhu said that she was playing cards, she looked at Qingyun with strange eyes from time to time, obviously only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she gave people a very depressed feeling, and she didn't understand why this girl was hostile to herself.

"Eldest sister, don't you have something to do? What are you doing sitting here? Zhao Mingzhu glanced at Zhao, with a thin coolness.

Zhao frowned slightly, and at this time the old lady spoke, "You go and see how the children are playing, and if you don't have anything, ask the people to make up for it, don't be wronged Doubao." ”

Zhao didn't dare to disobey his mother-in-law's order, but he just gave Zhao Mingzhu a look that hated iron and steel, and the latter twisted his head to the side and pouted, not knowing who he was dissatisfied with.

"There is a lack of someone, Sister Qingyun, you sit here." Zhao Mingzhu patted her next home and glared at Song Qingyun.

Mrs. Sun was a little displeased, and pushed the cards in her hand and said, "I'm tired, you can go and have fun by yourself, Qingyun will stay and talk to me to relieve my boredom." ”

"Auntie, you can't be like this, Sister Qingyun just learned how to play, we have to take her to practice, sister can't stay at home all the time and don't socialize with anyone, now there are rich wives who don't know how to play cards, and it's a joke to say it."

Mrs. Sun was choked by her words, but if you think about it, what she said is right, there should still be communication between ladies, and Song Qingyun can't stay in Liujia Village for the rest of his life.

"Come on Qingyun, this flower card is addictive to playing, you accompany the godmother to play a few rounds."

Qingyun bowed his head and sat in Zhao's position.

"I heard that Sister Qingyun is now full of money, let's play bigger, it doesn't matter if you lose, let the eldest mother win to count your filial piety to her old man, don't feel distressed if I win, my sister will not turn her face when she asks you for some money to buy fruits, right?"

"My sister is really sharp-toothed, if I say no, you will definitely say that I am a little family, stingy, isn't it?" Song Qingyun pretended to be relaxed and teased.

Seeing that Old Madam Sun's face had changed, Zhao Mingzhu didn't seem to see it, and still said reluctantly, "Do you agree or not?" ”

"Since my sister will take me into the army, I can only take it, but I think it's better for the two of us to play big, I will be offered ten times the silver if I lose, and the same will be true if you lose, how about it?"

"Light cloud ......!"

Old Madam Sun and Qian spoke at the same time, and Qingyun smiled and comforted the old lady, "Godmother, just Sister Mingzhu, everyone is happy, it's okay." ”

After coming here for a long time, Qingyun also understood that Zhao Mingzhu didn't want her to be happy, so she stumbled everywhere.

It's just that she doesn't understand where this girl's anger comes from, she is also a guest of the Sun family, and she doesn't seem to understand her position in Mrs. Sun's heart.

And according to her wishes, it is not certain who is the pearl and who is the rubble.

The first two are Qingyun loses, according to the agreement, Qingyun has to pay ten times the silver, and soon Zhao Mingzhu has five taels of silver in front of her, she shook her head proudly, and her mouth is not idle, it is a run.

The old lady's face was gloomy and dripping, and Zhao Mingzhu still went her own way.

After playing to the fifth lap, Qingyun lost thirty-five amounts, and even Qian couldn't stand it, and frequently gave her a look, Qingyun just smiled and comforted the old lady who was also restless, "Oh, I'm really stupid, godmother, people say that my hands are high and my eyes are low, and I really responded to that sentence." ”

"Sister Qingyun, before you came, everyone in your family praised you for how smart you were and how you made money, but I don't think that's it!" After winning the money, Zhao Mingzhu, who was proud, said.

"What a headache, if I lose again, only this pearl hairpin will remain." Qingyun pulled off a golden hairpin on his head and said distressedly.

Her words provoked Zhao Mingzhu's even more unscrupulous ridicule, but the next two circles were shocking, Qingyun even had two handfuls of Hu, which was still a rare Tianhu.

Just two handfuls that made Zhao Mingzhu change from a landlord to a poor peasant, and the silver ingots in front of her were piled up in front of Qingyun in a blink of an eye.

"Oh, this golden hairpin hasn't been exported, maybe it knows that it doesn't deserve Miss Mingzhu, so I'd better keep it for myself."

Zhao Mingzhu puffed out her cheeks and got angry, and Mrs. Sun's face also turned cloudy, so she stopped her hand in time and said, "Don't play, I want to rest, you can go back to your room to rest." ”

Qian quickly got up and fled to leave the land of right and wrong.

Qingyun knew that she had completely offended Zhao Mingzhu today, who told her to provoke herself first? If she doesn't fight back, she doesn't feel comfortable, but she stays a line of life, and she wants to see her in the future, she took out twenty taels of silver from it and stuffed it back into her pocket, and returned the rest to Zhao Mingzhu, "A small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble hurts the body, thank you sister for playing with me, I'm very happy today." ”

Zhao Mingzhu took back his silver, didn't even bother to say a word, and left with a black face.

"Godmother, am I going too far?"

After Zhao Mingzhu left, Qingyun asked a little worriedly.

Old Mrs. Sun got up again, turned her back to Qingyun and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, sighed and said, "Qingyun, you did a good job, that girl has long been in arrears, if I woke up early, I wouldn't have ended up today." ”

Qingyun was shocked, she faintly felt that she was recklessly involved in some things in the Sun family's inner house, and Old Madam Sun didn't seem to want her to know too much.

"Mother!"

A soft and glutinous child's voice came from the outhouse, which woke up Mrs. Sun, she hurriedly turned around, and at that moment, Qingyun saw her wipe the corners of her eyes, and then saw that she had returned to normal, and looked at Doubao who ran in with a smile.

"These are all given to me by my brothers, can I stay?"

Qingyun looked down, and took out the puppets with broken legs from his arms one after another, the glass with missing horns, and the rice paper crumpled into balls, all sorts of useless things.

"Take it if you like." Qingyun said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, the older children chased in, and the eldest Sun Zhen saluted Qingyun.

"Auntie, we were going to give Doubao the four treasures of Yao Ji's study on Doubao East Street, Doubao didn't want it, these are all things we threw away, can you persuade Doubao not to ask for these?"

Sun Zhen was very embarrassed, they all liked this milky little brother, but his temper was very stubborn, and he didn't say anything about accepting the gifts they had carefully prepared.

"It's okay, Doubao is still young, and when he goes to the academy like you, it's not too late for you to send it."

"Mother!" Doubao, who was immersed in his own pleasure, shook a bead in his hand and smiled flatteringly.