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Chapter 45

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    Looking at my palms stuffed with marbles, I didn't know what to do for a while.  There were at least twenty marbles in my hand, and I lost less than half of them.

    Yang Er lost less than me, and we did not lose so much together, which means that Tan Tingwa posted some of her marbles and gave them to me.

    "This I don't have so many marbles, no, I can't take them!" After finishing speaking, I handed over the marbles in my hand, and I was determined not to accept them.

    "Take it! My house has a lot of marbles! If I don't have it, I'll just go back and get it. How can you win your marbles after running all the way here?" Tan Tingwa looked at me sincerely, from his eyes  Here, I only see his sincerity without any other things mixed in.

    "But, it's too much, how about this, Yang Er, you can share half?" I motioned Yang Er to take a little too, so that my heart would feel better. Besides, marbles are really good for me.  It's not that important. After all, I rely on technology for a living. It's easier than I imagined to win some marbles.

    Yang Er instantly changed from his sluggish state just now, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, staring at the marbles in my hand with bright eyes, and was about to speak, but Tan Tingwa snatched the words again: "No, you keep it."  That¡¯s enough, Yang Er¡¯s house also has a lot of marbles, if you don¡¯t believe me, you can ask him.¡± After finishing speaking, he even played tricks on Yang Er.

    I looked at Yang Er and watched him retract the hand he just raised with embarrassment. After a short struggle, he nodded firmly, confirming Tan Tingwa's statement.

    Why!  Why do you have to make things so complicated and make everyone feel so uncomfortable?  Divide the marbles directly into yes!  This is a good idea!  I was just about to pretend to be angry, but I had an idea and thought of a good way.

    "Hahaha, I thought of a good way! It can not only ensure that everyone is happy, but also return the marbles to their original owners!" I said.

    "What way?" Tan Tingwa and Yang Er also became interested and asked quickly.

    "Didn't Tan Tingwa want to give me back the marbles I won? And I can't ask for so many marbles, so I didn't lose much at first."

    "Yang Er also needs marbles, and I didn't lose so many marbles together. I think Tan Tingwa has too many marbles."

    "so"

    "We can use these winning marbles as gifts! Divide them into three equal parts! In this way, everyone can get a gift!"

    After finishing speaking, I stared at the two of them, trying to capture their reactions.

    Sure enough, just after speaking, Yang Er first showed an expectant expression, "Well! It makes sense! In this way, everyone has marbles, and everyone has gifts! No one will suffer! Ren Tao! You are so smart!"  Yang Er exclaimed happily.

    After both of them agreed to my plan, I held the marbles in my hand.

    "Each of you stretch out a hand, and I will share gifts with everyone!" After signaling everyone to stretch out their hands, I distributed the marbles in my hand one by one.

    "One for you, one for you, one for me" After 2 minutes, the marbles were distributed to each of them, "Okay, the distribution is over! This is our new gift!"

    After getting his own share, Yang Er almost cried with joy. It can be seen from his expression that he carried almost all the marbles with him at the beginning, unlike what Tan Tingwa said, his family  There are a lot more.

    And Tan Tingwa is even more funny. Didn't she say that she has a lot of marbles at home?  Why do you feel so happy right now?  The incredible number of marbles seems to be false information.

    Hey, it seems that for my friend, I have brought all my wealth, I am touched.

    Fortunately, I didn't get too excited and show you a bloody plot like a left-handed sharpshooter. Those two people will probably be beaten directly to stay away from me, a guest from afar.

    Take their gifts and go downstairs.

    There are three pavements downstairs, two of which are used by parents to make handmade cement tiles, where tools and finished cement tiles are placed, and the other is used as a dining room.

    At this time, the lunch meal was already set on the small square table in the restaurant.

    "Tan Tingwa, Yang Er, let's eat here, I cooked too much." Mom warmly greeted the two of them to stay for dinner.

    "No, no, you're too polite, I've already cooked dinner, and I'm about to come out and ask them to come back for dinner." The aunt came down from the stairs and said to my mother.

    "Sister Tan, let's wait for them to eat here. I haven't prepared any dishes, so I'll just eat and let a few dolls get together to make it more lively." It seems that my mother really wants to keep the two children for dinner, and she probably wants to  I get in touch with them more.

    "Where can I go, I will prepare all the meals."??¡±

    After a stalemate, the two finally went upstairs to eat with their aunt. After all, they had already prepared their meals, and it would not feel good if they really wanted to stay for dinner.

    "Mom, why don't you ask your aunt to stay and eat together?" I proposed this method that I thought of at the beginning.

    "Auntie, when I first got home, I told her not to cook at noon, and to come down to eat together, but Auntie refused. I think it's not very good."

    What's not so good?  They are so familiar, there shouldn't be any problem having a meal together, right?  I was about to continue asking, when two more people walked in the door.

    "This is Uncle Chen Gang, and this is Uncle Wang" my mother introduced to me one by one.

    After some greetings, I finally understood why my aunt didn't agree to stay for dinner.  Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang are masters invited by my parents to make handmade tiles.

    My mother has to cook for the masters every day, and she also pays wages.  So Auntie thinks it's not good to stay and eat.

    And with the master here, it's not easy for my aunt to ask us to go upstairs for dinner, so that's it.

    After being seated one by one, today's lunch began.

    Lunch is very simple, four dishes and one soup, no big fish or meat, just simple home-cooked dishes, tofu, cabbage, eggplant, of course, twice-cooked pork is indispensable, the master's labor is very heavy, and there must be sufficient nutrition to support half a day of hard work  If the labor is all vegetarian, not only will there be no way to eat comfortably, but it will also reflect our stinginess.

    The masters eat very quickly, and finish three bowls of white rice in two or three strokes.  Originally, I wanted to be gentle, after all, I just got in touch with it, but as a result, there were not many dishes in the past few minutes.  Worrying for nothing, hey.

    According to my parents, the two masters like to drink very much.  But my mother does not allow them to drink at noon. If they drink alcohol, they will not have enough energy and energy to beat the oar and make handmade tiles in the afternoon.

    For this reason, my mother made lunch very well, eat more rice, can resist hunger, and have enough energy in the afternoon.

    Dinner is more inclined to wine.

    Basically every night, my dad and the two uncles would drink a few cups together to relax the body after a tiring day, eat and chat, so that we can really feel the breath of life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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