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"You lose a handful of five yuan, and if there is a explosion, it will be doubled, otherwise it will be boring." Wang's father shuffled the playing cards, suddenly remembered something, and asked Wang Jing again, "Boy, do you have money?"
(The bomb here refers to four identical cards, or the king bomb of two kings.)
Wang Jing is very calm.
"Yes, I sold my funeral objects, probably for several million."
Prince Wang¡¯s father: ¡°???¡±
He was shocked when he heard this. What kind of burial objects? Could it be that he was hallucinating? This is not what his daughter told him before!
The latter saw his eyes and nodded seriously.
Qiao Yanran was curious. Wang Jing and she were not separated for a moment. When did the other party go to sell funerary objects? She had no idea.
But what happened to Wang Jing, no matter how bizarre it was, was still within the normal range.
Wang's father looked at Wang Jing deeply and wanted to say something several times, but he never said it and just scattered the cards.
In the first round, Qiao Yanran got the landlord card.
Wang's father and Wang Jing were rivals, so Wang's father explained the rules of the game in detail. The latter, who had just touched the card, nodded as if he understood.
Qiao Yanran was lucky. With a series of consecutive cards in her hand, she made seven, seven or eight.
Seeing that the cards in Qiao Yanran's hand were about to be played out, Father Wang was about to throw out the two kings and wanted to blow them up to stop her.
"Dad, are you sure you want to be a double king?"
Qiao Yanran smiled wickedly. She held up her four cards in her hand, with her back to them, and analyzed the king's father seriously: "I only have one bomb left in my hand. Even if you get rid of Wang Zha, you can't leave." .
When the time comes, I will blow up again, and I will lose by fifteen.
"You might as well not play the cards, I will blow up all the money, you just lose five yuan." "
The prince¡¯s father didn¡¯t believe her lies at all.
He glanced at the cards that had been dealt and said directly: "If there is an explosion in your hand, what do you remind me to do?
It¡¯s just bluffing. "
After the king's father said that, he directly played out the double king and dealt a five-card series.
Qiao Yanran really had an explosion in her hands, and she blew it up.
Wang's father lost money. Although the money was not too much, he was still very upset. He turned over Wang Jing's cards and took a look, and he felt even more uncomfortable.
Wang Jing didn¡¯t play a single card from beginning to end. He thought Wang Jing couldn¡¯t play, but now it seems that the cards in his hand are simply too good.
There are four 2s and three aces. This is the biggest card except double kings! What does Qiao Yanran have in her hands? The biggest card is a king, which is so miserable.
A very poor poor landowner.
"Wang Jing, you have a card in your hand, why don't you play it? We are rivals!" Wang's father glanced at Qiao Yanran with a sharp look, "Or are you just deliberately letting Erhua off?"
Wang Jing: ""
He was quite unjust.
There is no deliberate release of water, it¡¯s just that I don¡¯t know how to play.
Wang¡¯s father looked at Wang Jing¡¯s blank eyes and stroked his Mediterranean hairstyle. He felt that the child needed to be trained and taught.
The second time, Qiao Yanran is still the landlord.
The cards in the hand are worse than the last one, but the cards are still smooth, and there are no idle cards.
Wang¡¯s father was very annoyed when he saw that she had hit two straights in a row and that the cards in her hand were almost running out. He suspected that the cards had not been shuffled at all.
"fry!"
The king's father said, about to throw the a bomb out.
"Are you sure?" Qiao Yanran pinched the four cards in her hand and said calmly with a smile on her face: "I only have one left in my hand that exploded."
The king¡¯s father hesitated and muttered, ¡°Are there so many explosions?¡±
He thought about it, and now the double king, 2, and 3 have not been played yet, and the two-flower hand may really explode. He thought of the painful lesson of the previous game, struggled for a while, and finally did not play the card.
"Three Belts and One."
Qiao Yanran said three belts and one belt, then it is really three belts, the smallest belt.
Wang¡¯s father was immediately angry when he saw her cards - there were no explosions in her hand at all, and when he picked out any of his cards, they were actually bigger than hers.
Qiao Yanran smiled brightly, "A soldier never tires of deceit."
"Come on, come on, let's play."
Wang¡¯s father lost two games in succession and was not in a very good mood. He looked at her smiling like a treacherous person.There are many fruits the size of quail eggs.
A faint smell of blood spread out.
¡°I don¡¯t know what this is.¡± The man used the shovel in his hand to get a few red fruits the size of quail eggs and threw them on the ground.
Qiao Yanran was well-informed, but she didn't recognize it for a while. She looked around, found a small stick, and poked it.
This fruit is quite elastic, just like a plastic ball, with a pack of bright blood-like liquid inside.
Qiao Yanran used some force on her hands and directly punctured the small fruit. The liquid flowed down and emitted waves of stench.
She was so close that she choked on the smell, subconsciously moved further away and covered her mouth and nose.
"Don't move."
Seeing her actions, the prince's father looked very serious and waved Qiao Yanran away.
"What on earth are these? Why does this feel like blood to me? There is also a smell of blood, which is weird." The man rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, "If I build a house here, it won't have any impact, right? "
¡°It¡¯s hard to say right now.¡±
Wang Fu shook his head, strolled around the foundation, and glanced at Tianxiang again, "We'll take a look at it in the evening."
"Sister, there are mushrooms growing here." Wang Jing stood under a tree and shouted to Qiao Yanran.
It is not unusual for mushrooms to grow, especially in rural areas. As long as there is moisture, fungi will grow.
Qiao Yanran walked over and took a look.
There are a lot of white pointed fungi growing under the tree, some of which are as high as one finger. They are all black and some are rotten.
"This is a ghost umbrella. It's nothing unusual. It's everywhere."
Qiao Yanran said.
This kind of fungus, also called ghost cap, grows very fast. When it grows up, it will quickly turn black and become as black as ink.
"There are quite a lot of them growing, and they are quite vigorous."
Wang Jing pointed to a few trees nearby and said, "There are very few trees growing under other trees."
Qiao Yanran walked around and found that it was true that there were only about ten or eight trees under other trees, but there were more under this tree.
The densely packed layer grows extremely lush and large.
Qiao Yanran hummed. She really wanted to dig down and see what was under the tree that made the Amanita mushroom grow so vigorously.
With this thought in mind, she called the prince¡¯s father over.
"Open this place up."
Wang Fu commanded.
The man dug down for a while, and the soil he dug out was dark brown, very moist and fertile; while the soil in other places was yellow, dry and lumpy.
Qiao Yanran stared at the excavated black soil and said, "Black soil is the most fertile and contains humus. It is formed by the long-term accumulation and decay of the remains of animals and plants."
Dig this way, getting more and more stinky.
"What is buried under here? Why does it smell so bad?" The man complained as he dug the ground.
"However, after digging for a long time, he only dug one meter deep, and he didn't dig out a big ugly man. He was also sweating all over.
"How about we dig again in the afternoon. I'll gather some people and dig alone. The efficiency is too slow." The man threw the hoe aside and breathed heavily from exhaustion.
He originally wanted to dig out these trees so that he could build a house, but there were so many trees that he couldn't handle alone.
"Okay, let's go back to eat first."
"The king's father said, looking around, but he didn't see Qiao Yanran.
Qiao Yanran thought the smell here was too strong, and since the other party didn't ask her to do anything, she didn't take it too seriously, so she had already taken Wang Jing back.
The king's father is left here to bask in the warmth and act as a supervisor.
Father Wang slipped away and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Qiao Yanran and Wang Jing, who were blowing on the air conditioner. Each of them was holding half a watermelon and eating it with a spoon.
These little days have been quite pleasant.
¡°Where are the watermelon seeds?¡±
Wang Jing ate carefully, looked up at Qiao Yanran's eating appearance, and asked.
Qiao Yanran cheered, dug out a large piece and put it in her mouth, saying nonchalantly: "Swallow it, it will be troublesome to spit it out." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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