Chapter 17 16

mid-autumn festival.Cheng Changshun had an early lunch and prepared to do good business for half a day.However, he turned around a few alleys, shouted his voice dry, and did not make the first sale.Pouring his lips and wiping the sweat from his brow, he walked home.Seeing grandma, tears welled up in his eyes, his nasal voice doubled, and he babbled: "What's the matter? Why didn't the ones open during the big festival? Didn't I get five yuan and eighty cents back today?" "Take a break, my boy!" the widow horse comforted him. "Last year was last year, this year is this year!"

Sun Qi, who had his head shaved, drank two cups of wine, and his white eyes were streaked with bloodshot eyes. He said in the yard: "Mrs. Ma, we have to think about it! We can't get along with this, look, now People are being laid off in the shop, and my business is getting less and less! One day, huh! I have to call my head and go shopping along the street! Are the country kids just out of school fighting for business? I see it clearly, if you want to live a good life, you must drive out the Japanese devils!" "Keep your voice down! Master Sun! Teach them to hear!" Widow Horse opened the door and said in a low voice.

Sun Qi laughed out loud.Widow Ma quickly closed the door, and said to Changshun in a whisper: "Don't listen to Sun Qi, let's live an honest life and don't cause trouble! Anyway, there will always be a time of peace in the world! The Japanese are so powerful, they can't hold back." We can bear it!" The old lady firmly believes that her philosophy is the best in the world, because the word "forbearance" taught her to keep her chastity, overcome adversity, and obtain a life that is as boring as a steel needle but always glowing with light. At this time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Cui handed over the car, and walked back angrily.

Sun Qi's short-sighted eyes couldn't see the expression on Xiao Cui's face clearly. "How? Did you have a good day today?" "Not bad?" Xiao Cui said angrily. "Great love! Have you heard of it? On August 15th, the car factory insisted on paying the car fare as usual! ""never heard of that!This is the fucking Japanese way, right? " "That's right! The owner of the car insisted that the city has been shut down every three days, and the streets have been cleaned every five days. There is no money to be collected, so we can't let it go any more today!"

"Did you obediently pay the car share?" "I'm not the son of the owner of the car, so I can't be so obedient! I didn't make a sound, and I pulled the car out, anyway, I knew it! After noon, I only pulled two seats; it wasn't enough for the car! Well, I made a catty of pancakes, two scallion sauces, and four liang of sauced elbows. Let’s have a fucking meal first. After eating, I soaked in the teahouse for a long time. Enough soaking, I punctured both tires and sent the car back. When I entered the car factory, I was very proud and shouted: "Both sides are firing, see you tomorrow! After I finished speaking, I wriggled out!"

"It's really you, Xiao Cui! You can do it!" In the room, Xiao Cui's wife said: "Sun Qiye, you are living such an old age in vain! How can you praise him because he won't be able to get a single copper coin back? People's hearts are made of flesh. What is yours made of, let me ask you!" She said and walked out. If she had been given two good clothes and a little food, she would have been a rather pretty little woman.The shabby clothes and the erosion of hunger and cold made her lose her youth.Although she is only twenty-three years old, her facial features, actions, and temper are all like those of forty or fifty years old.Her small long face seemed to have no eyebrows and eyes, but only some organs that worked and moved for grievances and sorrows.Her limbs, chest and back have lost the attractiveness that a young woman should have, but are just some people who wash clothes, walk, and do other labor, carrying planks and sticks that are not fleshy.Today, she is particularly ugly.Her hair hadn't been combed, her face hadn't been washed, and even though it was autumn, she was only wearing a ragged trousers jacket that looked like she had been dug out of a garbage dump.Her right elbow and a piece of her right leg are exposed.She seemed to have forgotten that she was a woman.Yes, she had forgotten everything, and only remembered that she hadn't eaten lunch—it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.Sun Qiye, even though he was so eager to talk and quarrel, he avoided it without saying a word.He sympathizes with her, so he can't quarrel with her, although her words are not very nice.At the same time, it was inconvenient for him to speak justice for her right away, and started arguing with Xiao Cui; today is August Festival, so there should be no quarreling.

Xiao Cui loves his wife very much, but when he drank too much wine, he couldn't control his fist and hit her.Today, he didn't drink, so he didn't have the strength to stretch out his fists.Seeing her unkempt appearance, he was stunned for a long time, speechless.Even so, he refused to apologize to her, he wanted to maintain his prestige as a man. Old Madam Ma came out of the house lightly and tried to walk forward.Walking to Xiao Cui's side, she gently pulled him.Then, she said to Mrs. Cui: "Don't worry, it's a big festival! I still have two plates of dumplings filled with pumpkin, so you should put them first!"

Mrs. Cui sniffed, and said in a crying voice, "No, Mrs. Ma! It's nothing to be hungry for one meal or two for two! It's always like this all year round. There's no hope, no way out. What's going on? I've been married to him for three years, look at me, old lady, do you still look like a person?" After she finished speaking, she turned her head and walked into the room very quickly. Xiao Cui sighed, the muscles on the pumpkin's face writhed wildly.Mrs. Ma gave him another hand: "Come on! Take the dumplings to her! Say something nice to her! Don't make noise! ​​Do you hear me?"

Xiao Cui didn't move.He refused to take old lady Ma's dumplings.He knew that she had lived frugally all her life, like an old hen that had just wrapped her nest, and would leave every grain of rice she picked up for Changshun to eat.He had no face to take away her food.After coughing, he said, "Old lady! Save the dumplings for Changshun to eat!" Chang Shun grumbled and made trouble in the house: "I don't want to eat! I want to cry! It's a big festival, and I ran seven or eight miles, but I didn't earn a copper coin!" Old lady Ma raised her voice a little: "Stop talking, Changshun!" "Old lady!" Xiao Cui continued, "I figured it out, I have to go, I can't support her," he pointed to the middle of his room . "If things go on like this, I won't even be able to support myself! I'm going to be a soldier, and if I die, I'll die! I'm going to be a soldier, and she can just remarry someone else. That's a good idea, so I don't have to starve to death here!" Sun Seven came together again. "I don't know, whether you want me in the army or not. If it's possible, I'll go with you! What kind of words does this sound like? Let the little devils occupy the city of Beiping!"

After hearing what the two of them said, Mrs. Ma regretted it.If today is not the Mid-Autumn Festival, she will never come out to make trouble.This is not because her heart is not charitable, but because she is strictly adhering to her widow's creed that "one thing more is worse than one thing less". "Don't say that!" She said in a low voice and earnestly: "We people in Peiping shouldn't say such things! We have to endure everything, hold back, and God will bless us, isn't it?" She still has a lot I wanted to say something, but I was afraid that I would teach the Japanese to listen, so I walked into the room accostingly, feeling very unhappy.

After a while, she taught Changshun to deliver the dumplings.Just as Chang Shun picked up the plate, Sima Li next door came into the street with a big bowl of steaming hot stewed pork head.She yelled as soon as she entered the room, her voice was hotter than the meat in the bowl. "Little Cui! Good boy! I'll bring you some meat! You can't buy anything, that old guy got a pig's head somewhere!" Although she was speaking to Xiao Cui, she didn't see him; Her words cannot be kept in her heart. If she doesn't meet someone, she will speak out alone like a phonograph that is wound up, no matter whether someone listens or not. "Fourth Mom! I'm teaching you to worry again!" Xiao Cui said. "Yo! Where are you here? Take it!" Xiao Cui took the bowl with a smile, and he didn't have to politely give way to the four mothers. "Good boy! Give me back the bowl! I won't go in the house! Yo!" She saw Sun Qi again. "Seventh Master! Have you eaten? Come on, have a drink with your fourth master! Why are the Japanese devils not making trouble, anyway, we have to celebrate our festival! " At this time, the old and young women of the Qian family burst into tears.Sun Qiye heard it with one ear, and hurriedly said: "Fourth Mom, listen!" The fourth mother's eyes almost hurt, but her ears are not heavy. "What's wrong? Ouch! Xiao Cui, bring the bowl here, I'll go to Qian's house to have a look! "Sun Qi followed her, "I'm going too! " Seeing that Xiao Cui had already got a bowl of meat, Mrs. Ma took back half of the dumplings, while Jiao Changshun only sent a plate: "Hurry up, hurry up! Don't go out again, maybe something will happen to the Qian family!" The Qi family had a very gloomy autumn festival.Both Old Man Qi and Mrs. Tianyou fell ill and did not get up.Tianyou ate some dishes left over from the old man's birthday, and then went to the shop; because the shops were closed today, he had to take care of them; he always watched the shop in the third quarter, and taught others to rest; therefore, Although the wages he gave to everyone were smaller than those of other families, everyone was still willing to help him; he made up for their material losses with favors.After he left, Ruixuan and Yunmei exchanged a few words lightly.After Yunmei had an unhappy lunch, she was busy preparing things for the evening offering.She doesn't necessarily believe in Lord Moon very much, but she just thinks that if he has a little spiritual response, in this chaotic age, she shouldn't be more considerate in dealing with it.Besides, worshiping the moon every year seems to be indispensable this year, especially when the mother-in-law is sick in bed.She has to teach her mother-in-law to recognize her ability and thoughtfulness, so that she can rest assured and recuperate without worrying about it. Ruixuan was full of melancholy, seeing her still playing with those things that were almost child's play, his anger found an outlet: "Really! You still play with those things?" If she explained her intentions gently, Ruixuan would naturally change his tone because of understanding.However, she was not happy either, so she only felt that her husband was deliberately venting his anger on her, and neglected the responsibility of clarifying the truth. "Yo!" Her voice was not loud, but very crisp. "You see that I am always playing around all day long, and I don't do anything serious, don't you?" When she was speaking, her eyes were twice as fierce as her words.Ruixuan didn't want to keep arguing, because he knew that the louder the noise, the louder it would be, and it would be embarrassing for sick old people to hear it.He held back his breath, but his face was so gloomy that he was about to fall into the water.He hid in the courtyard, staring blankly at the red pomegranates on the tree. At about three o'clock, he saw Ruifeng and his wife going out in new clothes.Ruifeng was carrying a small cattail bag, which probably contained moon cakes.He didn't ask where they were going, and he didn't look down on things like giving gifts and visiting relatives.Ruifeng and his wife are going to Guan's house. Mr. Guan and Mrs. Guan welcomed the guests very warmly.Xiaohe held Ruifeng's hand for more than three minutes, but still refused to let go.His breath was full of intimacy and warmth.With a big red bag, shaking her newly permed hair like a devil, she holds Mrs. Ruifeng in her arms.The Qi family came at the best time.Since the arrest of Mr. Qian Moyin, everyone in the alley has stared at the Guan family with white eyes.Although in his mouth, Da Chibao kept saying "I don't care", but in his heart he didn't have much taste.Everyone's criticism cannot influence her actions, nor will it hinder her affairs, because they are all powerless people.However, those "inferior people" like Xiao Cui, Sun Qi, Liu Pengjiang, and Li Siye dared to cast supercilious glances at her, and she really couldn't stand it.Today, seeing Ruifeng and his wife came, she felt that the "public opinion" in the alley must have changed, because the Qi family is the oldest resident here, that is, the representative of the "public opinion circle".The little gift Ruifeng brought was very small, but the big red bag took it very solemnly—it was a little symbol, which symbolized that Quan Hutong still respected her, just like the Queen Mother.No matter how strong a person's personality is, when he does something wrong, he feels at least a little bit uneasy in his heart, and hopes that others will say that he has done nothing wrong.Ruifeng's visit is to testify for Xiaohe and Da Chibao - even if their behavior is wrong, there are still people to curry favor with them! Ruifeng and his wife felt very comfortable at Guan's house, like flowers and trees in a long drought suddenly getting good rain.What they hear, see, and feel is exactly what they want to hear, see, and feel.Da Chibao personally brewed coffee from the British government for them, and cut open mooncakes newly invented by a big restaurant in Dongcheng.Sipping coffee, Ruifeng gradually became a little drunk: Mr. Guan's most boring words didn't happen to hit his heart, just like a child's fat fingers touching the itchy flesh, itching and feeling so good.Mr. Guan's posture and demeanor made him admire and envy him, and he was willing to come here a few more times in order to learn more.His little dry face turned red, and when he wasn't sneaking glances at You Tongfang and Zhaodi girl, his eyes would be closed like that, slightly dizzy like a hot wine coming to his stomach. Mrs. Ruifeng's fat body and fat face, which had always been lazy, were straightened out.She suddenly had a neck and grew an inch taller.Talking and laughing, she even told Da Chibao her baby name - Mao Tao'er. "How many laps?" Da Chi Bao suggested. Ruifeng didn't have much money with him, but he absolutely couldn't refuse.First, he thought that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he should play cards.Second, refusing to play cards in Guan's house is tantamount to deliberately disrupting order.Third, although his pocket is not very full, he believes that his skills are not bad and will not collapse.Mrs. Ruifeng immediately agreed: "Let's be a family! I'll fight first!" As she spoke, she touched the gold ring on her finger and hinted to her husband: "There is a gold ring! I'd rather lose it, so I can't be ashamed!" " Ruifeng secretly admired his wife's insight and courage, but it would be a bit unpleasant to teach her to fight first.He knew that her skills were not very good, and her temper was stagnant -- the more she lost, the more she refused to give up.If he stood behind her and gave her advice, she would definitely blame him for the loss of money, not only was the effort futile, but the crime was unforgivable.His little dry face was a little stiff. At this time, Da Chibao asked Xiaohe: "Are you hitting?" "Leave the guests!" Xiaohe said solemnly and amiably, "Ruifeng, you're done too!" "No! I'm with her family!" Ruifeng thought he was shrewd and sophisticated, and he refused to lose control due to the itching of skills. "Then, ma'am, Tongfang or Gaodi Zhaodi, you four ladies and gentlemen can play for a while! Our men will serve the tea!" Xiaohe's respect for women is almost like an English gentleman. Ruifeng couldn't help admiring Mr. Guan, so he simply decided not to stand behind his wife and look at the crooked beard. When Da Chibao gave an order, male and female servants ran in quickly and set up the card table in the blink of an eye, quite as fast and accurate as the movements of mechanized troops. Tong Fang gave up the rights to Zhaodi, expressing her humility, but in fact she was afraid that she and Da Chibao might start arguing again because of a card. The women took their seats.Xiaohe chatted with Ruifeng, not even paying attention to the poker table. "Playing cards and eating wine," he told the guests, "are inconvenient. Forcing someone to play cards is as unreasonable as grabbing someone's ear to drink. I will never grab a drink or compete to play cards; nor force others to accompany me .In the social arena, I think my attitude is the most appropriate!" Ruifeng nodded again and again.He himself was most fond of playing cards and drinking.He felt that Mr. Guan should be his teacher!At the same time, he peeked at the big red bag.She is like a lioness.Her right eye took care of her own cards, and her left eye scanned the faces of the players and the cards played; then, her eyes looked at the table together, and soon they saw the guests sitting in the distance together , and handed over a little smile.There was majesty and cunning in her smile, like a lioness teasing a little rabbit so majesticly.Her drawing and playing of cards were hardly movements of the arms and fingers, but as if the cards had popped out of her hand or been sucked into her magnetic flesh.Her elbows, wrists, and even her breasts seem to be able to draw and play cards.When the card was released, she played the cards very loudly, threatening others' nerves a little, but where did that card go?No one can know, and it gives everyone a little panic.If someone asks without knowing how to advance or retreat: "What did you hit?" Her answer is so majestic and with a sly smile that the person who asks the question can't help but blush.She played the cards by herself, and as the cards fell, she reported the number, and then shuffled the cards; no one dared to question her or doubt her, her whole body seemed to send out radio waves, for everyone's attention. The nerves are electrified, and what she says must be what she says.However, if others played cards and neglected to count the turn-overs, she must point out the mistakes truthfully: "Playing cards with me, you can't suffer! It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the brand matters!" This made everyone unable to deny it Even if he loses money to her, he loses happily. Ruifeng looked at his wife again, she had turned into a fat and poor lamb beside the lion.Her eyes were busy looking at the cards in her hand, and she was also busy looking for the cards that disappeared after playing the big red bag, and she had to take time to see if the Guan family was laughing at her secretly.Her left hand was on the table, pressing the two cards tightly, as if she was afraid that they would sneak out; The other's hand quickly retracted, and the sleeve pushed down the small bamboo wall of his own.The muscles of her face tightened, and she bit her lower lip with her upper front teeth, in order to concentrate and avoid mistakes, but the cards of the three players were too familiar and too fast, and somehow she failed. "Yo!" She didn't know when and who played the second shot; she just happened to play the second shot - one short, two generals, lonely, three flips!She just said "Yo", and she couldn't say anything more, as talking more would vent her anger.The Ersuo of the three families were immediately blocked, so she had to change Zhang'er.She made a two-shot, a big red bag Hukan two-shot!Da Chibao didn't say anything, but the code in his heart told Mrs. Ruifeng: "I've been waiting for your Ersuo for a long time!" Ruifeng was still reluctant to chat with Xiaohe, but he was extremely worried about the gold ring on his wife's hand. The cards hit the west wind circle, and the big red bag sat three dealers in a row.She sent a message: "Ruifeng, come and replace me! I'm so lucky that I can't even talk about it anymore. If I call again, I'm sure I'll get back to the village! Come here; don't teach your wife to think that our mother will trick her one by one. Man! Come here!" Ruifeng really wanted to fight.However, Xiaohe attracted him.He just learned a little bit from Xiaohe how to be generous, how could he give up immediately?Following Xiaohe's coquettish smile, he said, "How do you know that she doesn't have nine in a row when you have three in a row?" Then he looked at his wife, who wiped a small bead of sweat from her nose, smiled at him.He was very satisfied with his diction and thanked Mr. Guan for his influence.He felt that in the past, grabbing two peanuts with the three aunts and the six aunts, saying a few witty words, or praising how he held a card was almost boring, even despicable.Mr. Guan's attitude and actions are really enough to be elegant! "Aren't you coming?" The ten small electric sticks in the big red bag shuffled the cards again. "That day in Cao's house, I sat for fourteen villages, believe it or not!" She knew that her threats would make Mrs. Ruifeng even more at a loss. Her cards were played very neatly, and Lianzhuang was absolutely reliable.However, when they were planning how to add more, the two women in the west courtyard began to cry.The cry pierced her ears like small steel needles.She wanted to continue gambling as if nothing had happened, but those small steel needles seemed to be armor-piercing bullets, which penetrated into her brain and exploded.She tried to control her muscles and nerves, not allowing them to reveal how she was bombarded inside.However, she couldn't control her sweat.The sockets of her limbs suddenly became a little wet, and the most annoying thing was that both her forehead and the tip of her nose became moist.Her eyes changed from darting here and there to staring closely at her cards.Only in this way can she keep her heart tied, but she also knows that in this way she will lose her ability to talk and laugh freely, and make people see her heart disease.She doesn't regret what she has done, but only hates why she is so fragile, she can't even bear two tears! The cry changed from wailing to intermittent wailing, and the sound of the cards also changed from crisp patting to light sliding on the tablecloth.The entry and exit of the cards slowed down a lot, and both Gaodi and Zhaodi's hands began to tremble slightly.Da Chibao played a wrong card, and was slammed by Mrs. Ruifeng. Xiaohe's face expanded from a smile to rigid smile lines all over his face. Seeing that Mrs. Ruifeng had a beard all over, he wanted to applaud, but before he could touch a place, he found that his palm was full of bruises. cold sweat.Without clapping his hands, he secretly wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants.The gesture almost made him angry.He hasn't done such a worthless thing for at least thirty years-wiping sweat on his pants!The weight of the shame of this disgrace is almost greater than the crime of betrayal and murder, because the greatest effort and highest achievement of his life is in the beautiful and decent movements of his hands and feet.He never used his heart as carefully as he used his gestures and eyes.His heart is like a can of milk, even if it is opened, it is only a small hole, and a small stream of milk flows out slowly.There is never a storm or a spring of emotion in this little jar.He would rather spend two hours getting a pedicure than close his eyes and look at his heart for a moment.However, the crying from the west yard was indeed the reason why he wiped his sweat on his trousers.He was terrified.He must have been moved.It is not easy to control the hands and feet if the heart is moved, and losing the beautiful posture of the hands and feet is equivalent to losing his whole person!He quickly sat down, licked his lips secretly, and wanted to explain to Ruifeng: "That..." He couldn't find the equivalent of boring nonsense, and only that kind of words could break the deadlock.He was a little embarrassed.He didn't know what the condemnation of conscience was, but he only felt a little depressed in his heart. "Father!" Gaudí called. "Huh?" Xiaohe asked softly.He felt that Gaudí's call was extremely valuable, otherwise he would have to freeze there. "Hit two for me?" "Okay! Okay!" He agreed without waiting for his daughter to give a reason, and he said "de" very emphatically, like Jiangnan people who have just learned a few sentences of Mandarin, they want to be clear, and put the stress on it. Wrong place.Because of such a "de", he simply imitated Jiangnan accent and added: "I'm here! I'm here!" Then, with a small stride, he rushed to the poker table.In this way, he felt that even if the whole family in the West Courtyard died, it would have nothing to do with him. As soon as he sat down, the crying in the west courtyard became more violent than before, like a heavy rain that had stopped for a while. Da Chi Bao slammed a piece of cake on the table, looked to the west, and said angrily: "It's too shameful, these two stinky bitches! What's the matter with the big festival!" "It doesn't matter !" Xiaohe held a card between two fingers, glanced at his wife, and said, "They cry theirs, we play ours!" "How far away is it?" Ruifeng approached with accusations. "How about resting for a while?" His wife's eyes shot two "dead lights": "My cards have just turned a little better! You have to go home, go, no one is stopping you!" "Of course we will fight! At least sixteen rounds, this is the rule!" Mr. Guan lit a cigarette, and two little dragons popped out of his nose in a pretty way. Ruifeng hurried back to his original position, feeling that his wife was a little ignorant, but he couldn't say anything more; he knew that the harmony between husband and wife was maintained by the husband's ability to admit his wife's ignorance with a smile. "If I have power, touch it!" Da Chibao touched a pair of 90,000 yuan, and then said: "I'll kill all these girls one by one to relieve my anger! It's really bad luck to be neighbors with them. They won't allow you to stop and play for a few rounds of mahjong!" The door of the room was open, and a pair of pie-shaped eyes with a big red bag saw Tong Fang and Gao Di going out. "Hi! Where are you two going?" she asked. Tong Fang's footsteps showed her intention to sneak out quickly, but Gao Di was not afraid of her mother, but wanted to deliberately challenge: "Let's go to the West Courtyard to have a look!" "Nonsense!" The big red bag half stood up, and ordered Xiao He: "Stop them quickly!" Xiaohe didn't bother to apologize to Mrs. Ruifeng, and ran out with a red card in her hand.When he got to the courtyard, he didn't grab Tong Fang, (because Hong Zhong was in his hand, he couldn't use his strength) and the two of them ran out. The cards couldn't be played anymore.Both Mr. Guan and Mrs. Guan wanted to hold their breath and not explode in front of the guests.In their hearts, this cultivation and control must be shown to the guests in order to maintain their status.Being able to save face, they think, is self-cultivation.However, things seem to be very different today.For some reason, the cries from the west courtyard seemed to grab Da Chibao's heart, making her unable to stop being irritable.The traces of sad sounds entangled her heart like a spider wrapping a bug with silk.She wanted to play and talk nonsense to free herself, but it didn't work.The cries demanded her to disarm and surrender.cannot!Can't surrender!She must vent her anger in order to sever the cobwebs that wrap her soul.She wanted to go to the courtyard, jump around and insult the women in the west courtyard.But, for some reason, she couldn't muster up the courage; the cries from the west courtyard extinguished her courage like a small pump.She turned a corner in her anger and found Xiaohe: "You are such a fool, you can't even stop the two of them? What's the matter? What are the two of them doing in the west courtyard? You should go and see it too! The whole world, I can't find another person who is as careless as you! You marry a concubine, you have daughters, but you can't control them! What does this sound like?" Xiao He held the red card in his hand and said with a smile: " I married the little wife, yes! The daughter was raised by the two of us, and I cannot take full responsibility." "Don't talk nonsense with me! You dare not go, I will go! I will bring them back!" Tell me whether the card is suspended or the game is over, stand up and walk into the courtyard. Mrs. Ruifeng's fat face turned from red to purple, like an overripe sea eggplant.In this hand, she played well again, but the big red bag left the table without explaining anything.She felt wronged and humiliated.She didn't seem to hear the cries in the west courtyard at all.She is "one mind's eye". Ruifeng hurried over to comfort her: "The Qian family is probably dead! Either the old man taught the Japanese to be shot, or the young master is seriously ill. Let's go home! You can't hear it so clearly in our yard! Come on?" Mrs. Ruifeng picked up her small leather bag, pushed down the very good cards in her hand, and walked out angrily. "Don't go!" Xiaohe stepped aside and tried to persuade her to stay. She didn't say a word.Ruifeng accosted him and walked out, babbling some meaningless words. "Let's play again!" Xiaohe didn't know whether to send them out or just send them to the courtyard.He was a little afraid to go out the door. Da Chibao's courage to go to the west courtyard disappeared more than half in the courtyard.Seeing Ruifeng and his wife come out of the house, she wanted to grab one of them and pull them back into the house.However, she didn't do it.She could only say: "Don't go! I'm so sorry! Come and play some other day!" She also felt that there was no water in her voice, but it was like a dead branch being blown by the wind. Make some dry noises. Ruifeng groaned a few more times, bouncing around like a panicked little rabbit, and followed closely behind his wife. Just as the Qi family couple walked out, Da Chibao aimed a torpedo at Xiaohe. "What's the matter with you? Why don't you even know how to send off the guests? You are afraid of going out the door, aren't you? The girls in the west courtyard are tigresses, who can swallow you in one bite?" Xiaohe decided not to counterattack, his heart felt so confused like when he was playing cards until dawn.The only reason he still had a smile on his face was because there was no substitute for it.After being stunned for a long time, he whispered to himself: "Maybe this is a small retribution!" "What?" Da Chibao heard it, and immediately put his hands on his waist, like a carved statue of "Wrath". "Fuck your mother's ass!" "What's not good to fart, just donkey fart?" Xiaohe felt that the questioning was very appropriate, and felt a little relieved.