No way?

The female doll looked puzzled.

"Why not? Do little pigeons hate listening to music?"

"Huh?" Django came back to his senses and said, "Hmm...... I hate listening to music the most! It gives me a headache to hear. ”

Kexi was surprised and confused, "The music is so good, why does the little pigeon have a headache when he listens to it?" ”

"I don't understand either."

"The little pigeon must be sick!"

The little girl let go of Mu Django's hand and ran to Mu Yinan's side with her little short legs, "Little pumpkin, little pigeon, he's sick, you hurry up and treat him." ”

Mu Yinan's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

"Well, I also think he's quite sick, maybe he has a little brain problem, and he has to have a craniotomy."

Mu Django felt that Mu Yinan was scolding himself, "What the hell? You've got a problem with your brain! ”

"Little pigeon, little pumpkin is the doctor, he said you are sick, you are sick."

Woowoowoowoooo......oo

The grievance in Mu Django's heart.

Why did even Koshi say he was sick? He was miserable.

Speaking of which, Xia Sijing is to blame for all this.

Isn't it just a harmonica? What are you proud of? Django thought to himself, he can also blow ......

Will whistle.

It's also very powerful to whistle with your mouth without the help of foreign objects, right? A lot of people don't.

"Mu Yinan, why is he at your house?" Mu Jiangge pointed at Xia Sijing.

"I'll pick it up in the evening."

"Of course I know you picked him up, I want to ask why you took him over?"

Mu Yinan simply replied with two words, "I think." ”

"Huh?" Django looked confused, "Do you want to?" ”

"Well," the man with a warm face nodded, "I want to take it back, it's strange, does anyone in my house still have to report to you?" ”

Django was so choked that he couldn't answer at all, "You...... You ...... thing."

"Okay, Kexi, you've seen it too, you can leave with peace of mind, right?"

it! It's only been a few minutes, huh? I wanted to drive him away.

If Mu Yinan only had Kexi at home, Mu Jiangge would definitely leave cleanly.

But now Xia Sijing is also ......

"I'll stay with Kexi tonight, you're too big here, Kexi is scared at night, and if you can't find me, you'll cry."

In order to avoid being violently kicked out by Mu Yinan, Mu Jiangge picked up the talisman of Kexi, "What does Kexi think?" Do you want me to stay and play with you? ”

"Yes!"

The little girl said happily: "Little pigeon, little pumpkin, little persimmon and Kexi, let's play games together." ”

Everyone's playing games together?

Mu Django, who was holding little Kexi, was a little blindsided, "What does Kexi want to play?" ”

"One, two, three, four people......" counted, and the female doll tilted her little head to think.

After a while, as if thinking of some interesting game, Kexi suddenly bent his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Let's play mahjong!" ”

"Huh? What? Mahjong? Mu Django thought he had misheard, "Kexi wants to play mahjong?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The girl was full of interest, "Dad used to like to play mahjong with Kexi, it's so funny." ”

Mu Django already clearly appeared in his mind the appearance of his grandfather and Ke Xile playing mahjong.

He couldn't help but mutter, "Really! Grandpa, didn't he teach bad boys? ”

Mu Yinan on the side disagreed, "As long as you don't use it to gamble, mahjong is a casual puzzle game, how can it be said to teach bad children?" ”

He went on to say: "Grandpa is old, and it's good to play mahjong occasionally, which helps prevent Alzheimer's. ”

Mu Jiangge laughed twice, "Hehe, hehehe, do you think grandpa's shrewd appearance is possible to get Alzheimer's?" ”

When they chatted, Xia Sijing was very surprised, and he found out that the "grandfather" in their mouth was Kexi's father.

What a complicated relationship......

It turned out that he had misunderstood before, but Kexi was not Mu Sinian's daughter.

But it doesn't matter who Kexi is, in Xia Sijing's heart, Kexi is Kexi.

Just when he was secretly thinking about this, Kexi suddenly smiled sweetly at him and asked, "Little persimmon, do you like to play mahjong?" ”

"Huh?" Xia Sijing asked in confusion, "What is mahjong?" ”

"Yikes! Little persimmon, haven't you played it before? Kexi will teach you to play later, it's super easy. ”

"Wait, wait," Mu Jiangge hurriedly interrupted Xiao Kexi's follow-up words, "Mu Yinan doesn't have mahjong here, so he can't play." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face by Mu Yinan.

"In the past, my grandfather came here to look for me, and he also liked to rub a few mahjong games, so I always had them in the chess and card room."

Django was jealous, "Why did Grandpa never look for me?" ”

"You rush to the announcement every day, running around, how can grandpa have a chance to find you?"

After listening to Mu Yinan's explanation, Mu Jiangge's sour mood was much better, but he was still puzzled, "Strange, how do you two play?" ”

"There are so many bodyguards next to grandpa, isn't it just four of you who can draw two people to play together?"

Django felt like he had received a strange message.

Grandpa is always angry and arrogant, and he actually plays mahjong with his bodyguards, the picture is really ......

Anyway, he's not very busy every day, why does grandpa never ask him to play mahjong?

Hum! Sure enough, it's still eccentric!

"Little pigeon, why are you so angry? Don't you like playing mahjong? ”

Hearing Koxi's question, Django hurriedly shook his head, "No, I think it's funny." ”

"That's great, let's all play together, shall we?"

Under the active command and organization of Kexi Xiaomengbao, the four of them really gathered around the mahjong table, shaking the dice and turning over the treasure cards......

Because it was the first time Xia Sijing played, Kexi patiently explained the rules, such as what is "touching" and what is "eating".

Mu Yinan often helps to add two sentences, so that the little novice Xia Sijing can understand the rules of the game faster.

As for Django......

What he was thinking in his mind was: I'm actually playing mahjong with Mu Yinan? I'm actually playing mahjong with Mu Yinan? I'm actually playing mahjong with Mu Yinan?

"Django, what's the fuss?" Mu Yinan pushed his arm, "It's your turn to draw cards." ”

"Huh? Oh. Django hurriedly drew his cards.

At first, he just wanted to play two games with Kexi casually, but then he lost five games in a row, and his strong desire to win was burning.

In the first five games, Kexi had a total of three games, and Mu Yinan had a total of two games.

In the sixth game, Xia Sijing was Hu.

"What?" Django stood up excitedly, "Impossible! You're definitely a liar! ”

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that there is no Hu and the flop says 'Hu'."

Kexi sat on the right hand side of Xia Sijing, saw that the card of the small persimmon was a pair of flatbreads, touched three strips, a chicken, ate 120,000 and 330,000, and drew an eight, and got six seven, seven and eight.

"That's right, the little persimmon didn't cheat," the little girl complimented the little boy, "the little persimmon is so good, he won so quickly, faster than the little pigeon." ”

Xia Sijing heard Kexi praise himself, and his happy and handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

And Django is the opposite.

How can you lose to Xia Sijing, a little ghost? No way! He's definitely going to win the next game!

Ask for a ticket

(End of chapter)