Old Nine Gates: February Red (2)
Putting up mahjong, a few old nine young generations began to fight,
And it rained in the middle of the night, and there seemed to be a sense of sadness.
"Second master, what suit do you want to play?" The guy took a few sets of mahjong and waited on the red edge of February. These pairs of mahjong are all rare items collected from all over the world, and most of them are ivory, with different colors. The colors are exquisite, for example, one of his favorite nine-tailed cat cards, the flower cards inside are all kinds of cats, carved very finely. The other painting is very beautiful with crystal flowers embedded in all the colors of the openwork. The disadvantage is that the weight difference is too large, the hands of the tomb robbers are particularly stable, and if you play a little more, you will know what suit the cards are.
Februaryhong looked at it, a little absent-minded, Qi Tiezui on the side had already drunk a little too much, leaned on the Taishi chair, and said: "Poor and exquisite, there are so many tricks in playing cards, I said that it is true to take a picture casually." ”
"You won't win much if you beat three sons and give you thirteen bars. When we play cards, the emphasis is on Yaxing, not on winning or losing. Eight masters, if you are bored, why don't we go to Qingshang Zhai to open a table, that night and a month's harvest is up and down, in line with your style. Dog Five said.
"Don't, I know that you have a set of five cards for your dog, if you want to play big, play our favorite things, don't have a few children, send you a hundred, lose your dog, I'll pick a stew hot pot at will, do you dare?" Qi Tiezui said, "This is the style of the master." Guarantee doesn't count, just rely on luck. ”
"What if I win?" Gou Wu smiled and grinned, secretly scolding the lame man in his heart, he was so cruel that he deserved to have no legs.
"If you win, I'll stab you a few times, and the three-inch knife will let you touch the handle directly."
"Eighth Master, what's the benefit of me stabbing you? I have nothing to do with you, or if I win and sell this right to the fourth master, he will definitely like it. ”
"That's not good, you have to poke yourself if you win, I know you are soft-hearted and can't stab you, you want to put aside Chen Pia Si, that bastard, every day I want to plot against me, he must even poke his ass in. Little young, let's not mess with those old men, okay? ”
Gou Wu smiled: "Don't say it, the second master is the biggest today." The second master is the longevity, and the second master is the master. As he spoke, he looked at Xie Jiu.
Xie Jiu, who had not spoken, gave them a big look on the side and told them to stop talking. Gou Wu looked back and found that Februaryhong was not listening to them at all, and his eyes were staring at the mahjong tiles.
Gou Wu asked softly, "What's wrong with the second master, the devil is stunned." ”
The guy holding mahjong on the side had his hand about to break, his face was blue, and he threw a look of help to several people.
Gou Wu looked at Qi Tiezui, God counted drinking by himself, and then looked at Xie Jiu, Xie Jiu shook his head and asked him not to be a big guy, Gou Wu was soft-hearted, so he had to say to Erhong by himself: "Second master, if you can't pick it out, just set a pair." ”
Februaryhong recovered from her daze, sighed, and said, "I said why I couldn't find it, I liked it the most, and I followed." After speaking, he smiled and said to the three of them, "Don't fight, since you listen to me, then in this way, if I lose, I will sing a tune to you, if I win, the three of you, each of you will give me a bowl of noodles to eat, how about it?" ”
The three of them looked at each other and nodded, Gou Wu thought about it, but still couldn't help but say: "Let Xie Jiu go down, second master, aren't you afraid of death?" ”
"I don't necessarily have to eat it, so I'll feed the dog if it doesn't smell right."
Gou Wu showed a meaningful wry smile: "Second master, I have tried, and it is not easy for dogs, let them go." ”
Xie Jiu pushed his glasses and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking. Qi Tiezui and Februaryhong both laughed.
Two years after the loss of his wife, February Hong's birthday, only a few young people were invited, it rained in the middle of the night, mahjong was set up, he seemed to be less sad, those sorrows, but they seemed to be scattered in all corners of this house. You can step on it at any time.