Chapter 43: Bad News

Seeing that a few guys except Zhou Su were squeezing their eyebrows, and Anny was deliberately acting strangely, Yang Ji was really depressed.

Ten people crowded a big table, cups and plates were set up on a table, gurgling milky white vapor in the middle, very homely and festive atmosphere, just rushed to this meal of everyone deliberately did not eat much at noon, at this moment the stomach is empty is naturally a feast, Yang Ji's parents who frequently persuade wine and food are naturally happy to see everyone like this.

Yang Ji glanced at it, although Zhou Su said less, he didn't act out of place as well, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart. It's really not as he expected, a lot of fat sheep, after being so wolf-like like a tiger by everyone, there is really nothing left, after a meal of the guests and hosts are already dying of night, the small snowflakes in the sky, mixed with fine rain have fallen, it seems that tonight is inevitably a good snow, seeing that the time is still early, although a few people are a little drunk, but there is no reason to fall asleep on the bed just after losing the dishes and chopsticks, not to mention that those guys look like they have beaten chicken blood, and they are afraid that they will toss and turn when they fall into bed, Yang Ji knows that at this time he should find something to do for these guys, isn't there a saying that is good, called the rest of the lifeRan upstairs to find a box of mahjong tiles, opened and looked, I don't know how long the mahjong tiles are really shabby, think about it for a while to a phone call to the distant cousin who opened a teahouse in the town to hang up a phone.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Ji had just helped his mother put away the table full of dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, when he heard the sound of parking outside the gate, and came out of the kitchen with his hands, and saw his cousin walking in with his father holding two large boxes of mahjong tiles.

Anny came out of the bathroom just in time to see Yang Ji hurriedly walking out of the kitchen, rolled his eyes and smiled: "Brother Yang, help Auntie clean up the kitchen, these things, I'll help Auntie ............ enough!" Ay...... I said...... "Ben was beckoning everyone to move the table and set up the stools, and at the same time he was greeting his cousin, he was a little overwhelmed, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that the kitchen door was closed. "Brother?" The cousin called Yang Ji, Yang Ji turned around and saw that this kid was squeezing his eyebrows and pouting at the kitchen, why didn't Yang Ji know what he meant, he had been played enough today, so he glared at him and didn't say more.

"That's right, that's right, it's all at home, how can there be any reason to go out again, it's still so good, the house is lively!" Yang Ji's father obviously agreed with Yang Ji's actions.

Now that the scene has been set up, there is nothing to do anyway, not to mention that it has been really busy for a while now, and it is rare to relax, and a few people have sat down like a stream. Zhao Tian saw that he had already been a little impatient when he set up the scene, and he was eager to try it, and under the mutual blowing of Xiao Wu for half a day, there was a bit of a similar smell, and the feeling of hating each other was late, so the two sat down at a table, and arrested Wang Jian and Yang Ji's cousin, and the four of them got together at a table. Yang Ji saw that he couldn't do it, so he greeted Jiang Zihua and An Youming, Zhou Su looked at the corner of Du Missing, and sat down like a fate, and the crisp sound of rubbing cards sounded very cordially. Yang Ji's hand style has been tepid, I didn't expect Zhou Su to look quite boring, but the skill of playing cards is really not blown, after paying attention to him for a while, I found that this guy was not cheating, and I couldn't help but sigh a little that he was really unseemly! After Anny helped his mother clean up, the two of them sat on the side and chatted very affectionately, listening to the mother's words, he unconsciously checked the door of the house carefully and clearly, and the more he talked, the more he smiled, even the father who didn't talk much on the side was also happy, and he was really worried that he would be sold by his parents like this. Seeing him playing cards and glancing at him from time to time, Jiang Zihua and An Youming rarely saw him make a fool of himself, and they felt funny and squeezed their eyebrows at him, looking a little smiling.

It was really snowing overnight at night, and when I got up early in the morning, I saw that the trees on the roof were all white, and there were sporadic snowflakes falling from time to time. Passing by the kitchen, I saw that my parents were making breakfast, so I was going to wash up first, and when I was about to leave, I heard my father sigh again and again, my mother turned around, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, obviously she had just cried, and my father patted my mother on the shoulder and said: "The children are up, they should be worried when they see it, don't cry, go wash your face!"

My mother nodded, and inadvertently saw Yang Ji standing at the door, so she quickly wiped her eyes and said with a forced smile: "I got up so early, why don't I sleep for a while, look at you, you are so big, this early in the morning, you came out with so little clothes." ”

Yang Ji's heart was slightly sour, and he walked into the kitchen lightly and asked softly, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, I guess I slept a little late last night, my eyes are a little swollen, it's okay, you go wash your face and brush your teeth!" Mom waved her hand again and again, turned around and said.

Yang Ji put his hands on his mother's shoulders: "Mom, I heard it outside." ”

"Hey...... Now that the child has heard it, tell him!" said the father, who had been watching quietly.

Mom glanced at her father, and with a "bang" she lay on Yang Ji's shoulder and sobbed quietly, seeing her mother's gray hair trembling gently with the ups and downs of her shoulders, Yang Ji felt an indescribable taste rise in her heart, and only blocked her chest.

"Dad!" Yang Ji turned his head and called softly.

Yang Ji's father waved his hand and stepped forward to caress his mother's back, and Yang Ji's mother turned around and lay on his shoulder: "Your second cousin in Majiashan called early in the morning to say that your eldest uncle was gone yesterday. Hey......"

"Uncle, is it gone? How could it be, hasn't he always been in good health?" a wave of sadness hit his heart, and Yang Jilian asked.

"Hey...... I don't know the specifics! Your second cousin didn't say much on the phone. Dad frowned, and patted Mom again: "Don't cry, go wash your face!" Mom leaned on his shoulder and nodded, Dad then motioned to Yang Ji to look at the fire and helped Mom into the bathroom.

"Uncle, it's gone?" There was a gurgling sound from the pot, and the kitchen was steaming, and Yang Ji stood in it, as if he didn't want to believe the bad news he had just heard.