53. Chapter 53 More bitter than drinking traditional Chinese medicine
That ungrateful, hateful woman!
Ruan Tianling cursed secretly in his heart and threw out the last few cards in his hand: "Sorry, I won."
Dongfang Yu shouted with a tearful face: "Brother Ling, if you want to play Landlord, you can just call the Landlord again and again, but you can still win again and again. Isn't it natural?"
Ruan Tianling's cousin Li Mingchen threw the cards away and said with a smile: "We two want to fight the landlord, but we don't want to be fought by the landlord all night. The landlord is getting richer and richer, but it's a pity that we two farmers are squeezed out of our pockets."
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When he said this, Dongfang Yu became even more depressed.
He originally thought that playing Landlord was easy and he would definitely win a lot of money, but he knew there was someone out there who was more powerful than him.
If you want to win other people's money, you won't win, but you will lose your own money.
Thinking of losing one million in one night, Dongfang Yu felt a toothache.
Ruan Tianling stood up and said with a devilish smile: "I'll go first and remember to put the money in my account."
After saying that, he ignored the two people who were so defeated that their eyes were blue, and he opened the door and walked out of the box.
It's windy outside, and it seemed to have rained last night.
Ruan Tianling walked out of Yehuang, and a gust of cool wind blew, and he couldn't help but shiver.
He drank too much wine last night and the temperature in the box was not low, so a cold wind blew suddenly and he had a headache for a while.
He drove the car back to the old house, and the servant respectfully opened the door for him, "Master, the old lady has gotten up and is drinking tea in the living room."
Ruan Tianling raised his eyebrows slightly.
Grandpa would go to a nearby park to exercise when he got up in the morning, but today he was drinking tea at home, seemingly waiting for him.
He threw the car keys to the servant and strode towards the living room with his suit in hand.
Seeing him coming in, Ruan Anguo lowered his eyelids and said calmly: "Come over and have a cup of tea."
Ruan Tianling sat down next to him, and when he was about to reach out to pour tea, Ruan Anguo raised the teapot and poured him a cup himself.
"Grandpa..." Ruan Tianling's face became more solemn.
Grandpa poured him tea himself, but he didn't dare to take it seriously.
"Drink." Ruan Anguo put down the teapot and said to him.
Ruan Tianling respectfully picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
The old man asked him: "How does the tea taste?"
"It has no taste." He told the truth. The tea tasted like boiled water.
Ruan Anguo nodded, picked up the teapot and stood up: "You sit down for a while, I'll make another pot."
"Grandpa, I'll do it."
"I will do it myself."
Ruan Tianling sat down helplessly. He didn't know what grandpa meant, but he understood that grandpa must have something to say to him.
Ruan Anguo brewed a new pot of tea, and he poured him a cup himself. The tea in the cup was steaming hot and had a pleasant fragrance.
Ruan Tianling picked it up and took a sip, frowning slightly.
"Is it very bitter?" The old man asked him, and he nodded. It was indeed very bitter, even more bitter than drinking traditional Chinese medicine.
"What's the taste in your mouth now?"
"It doesn't seem that bitter anymore." It was very bitter at first, but after that, it had a slightly sweet aftertaste.
The old man leaned on the sofa and asked again: "Would you like to drink the first cup of tea or the second cup?"
"Compared with two cups of tea, the second cup is better." At least it has taste, even if it tastes bitter.
Ruan Anguo picked up the teacup, drank it slowly, and said slowly: "Then do you like the Yufei before or the Yufei now?"