Just when Li Yi gave up the idea of hiring Miss Liu Er for free and planned to do it himself, using a brush to draw patterns on the mahjong, Liu Ruyi came over with Shi Shiran holding a sword.
"Tell me, what did you ask me for just now?" She held her sword and looked at Li Yi. The feeling that the storm was coming just now disappeared without a trace, with a trace of lightness.
"It's no big deal... I just want you to help carve something on it." Li Yi pointed to the pile of small wooden blocks and said.
After a while, the long sword in Liu Ruyi's hand was replaced by a sharp small dagger. Li Yi, who moved quickly, still couldn't see clearly. Rings or strips soon appeared on each small square, with inscriptions on it.
After finishing it, he threw it to Li Yi.
Li Yi was a little unbelievable. Miss Liu Er had changed so much. Could it be that in just a short time, her aunt left for the second time this month?
Or did she really understand the essence of Tai Chi Sword from those few sentences and successfully break through?
After careful observation, I found that there seemed to be some small changes in her body. In the past, she had the sharp edge of a sword unsheathed, which could scare people to death at a glance. Now, that temperament has weakened a lot, and there is more
It's an indescribable feeling.
This already gave him a somewhat Ruyi feeling.
Li Yi sighed in his heart, feeling quite hurt.
Who are these people? He just made a few random sentences, but he could actually understand some martial arts principles from them. Isn’t what he just said nonsense from martial arts novels?
Could it be that Mr. Jin, the master of martial arts novels, is actually a peerless master who has returned to his original nature?
I am afraid that I will never have the chance to verify the authenticity of this matter. I picked up the small wooden block Liu Ruyi threw over and painted the pattern on it. The ink soon seeped in and put it in the sun to dry for a while.
It's completely dry.
Winter is really not a good season. Being in the sun all the time can make you tired. Occasionally, you can sit on the kang and play mahjong to change your mood. There are no more than four people in the family, which is just enough for a table.
After two days, the playing cards will be out. While Ruyi and Xiaohuan are cooking, the three of them can still fight the landlord. It’s not bad to think about it...
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"Old man Sun, you are such a busy man, why do you have time to come and see me today?" In a dilapidated hut outside Fucheng, the old man lying on the bed looked at the old man surnamed Sun who walked in and said with a smile.
"Come here and see if you are dead." The old man surnamed Sun said unceremoniously.
"Don't worry, I have to watch you die no matter what, so I can close my eyes." Old friends who have been friends for many years often make these jokes. The old man who was lying on the bed and looking a little sluggish was not angry and retorted.
The old man surnamed Sun put a bunch of things in his hands in the corner. Immediately, a young man came over holding a porcelain bowl and said respectfully: "Grandpa Sun, drink water."
"You have gained a good disciple." Old Man Sun touched the young man's head and said with a smile.
Speaking of the young man in front of him, the old man lying on the bed also frowned.
Knowing that Master and Grandpa Sun had something to say, the young man put down the porcelain bowl and retreated.
The two old friends exchanged some pleasantries. The old man on the bed looked at Old Man Sun and said, "Without further ado, old man, I don't have many more years to live. I heard that your restaurant has a steady stream of customers these days, and it's hard to kill a restaurant.
Farm work is over. The old man admires your ability. I have never asked you for anything in my life. I only hope that after I die, you can give this child a bite to eat. The child is still young and cannot survive alone. As long as he is not allowed to live alone.
If people starve to death, then you can do whatever you want."
"No, this can't happen." Old Man Sun shook his head before he finished listening.
There was a hint of anger on the old man's face and he said: "Sun, this kid is very talented. If you train him well for a few years, he will make money for you. You won't lose money. We have known each other all our lives, and you are not even so busy."
Want to help?"
Old man Sun shook his head and said: "Don't be in a hurry to die yet. You should teach your disciples yourself. When I came, I had already sent Xiaoyun to ask for a doctor. When the time comes, let the doctor prescribe a prescription for you."
Disciple, I'll help you out twice a day, and you'll probably be fine soon. I'll still need your help with something, the old guy is so capable, it would be a pity to die..."
The old man on the bed looked confused as he listened. Old Man Sun talked a lot, and he became more and more confused.
"If you have anything to say, just say it and put away your storyteller ways!" the old man said, glaring at Old Man Sun with cloudy eyes.
Old Man Sun patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Good thing, great thing..."
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The young man squatting outside the door used a wooden stick to tease the ants on the ground. Ants were rare in the winter. Maybe it was because of the good weather today. There were a few ants wandering around mindlessly under the eaves. The young man used a wooden stick to tease the ants on the ground.
The wooden stick kept drawing circles, watching the ants spinning back and forth in the circle, and occasionally looking back at the house. I didn't know what Grandpa Sun and Master were talking about. Every once in a while, several sounds of laughter would be heard.
Grandpa Sun seems to be very happy, and grandpa is also very happy...
Why didn't Xiaoyun come with Grandpa Sun today? She even said that she would go to the mountains with him to trap rabbits in a few days...
With these thoughts in his mind, the young man looked up and saw a young man similar to him from a distance, walking towards here accompanied by another figure.
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"Eighty thousand!"
Li Yi sat cross-legged on the warm Kang, and took out a card from the small table. He rubbed it with his thumb for a while, but couldn't figure out what it was. He took a peek, shook his head, and threw away the card in his hand.
go out.
Looking at the random tiles in front of him, his face was quite depressed. Goddess of Luck obviously didn't favor him today. He taught Ruyi and the others how to play mahjong. After several laps, he didn't win even once and lost five taels of silver.
"Seventy thousand."
Liu Ruyi's face was even more depressed than Li Yi's. She lost ten taels.
Ruyi smiled and played a card. This thing called mahjong made by her husband was very fun. She had already won five taels of silver.
"Nine tubes." Xiao Huan's eyes were bent into crescent moons. She had won all the second lady's twelve taels of silver.
When it was Li Yi's turn to play his cards, he clearly felt his thigh being pinched.
He glanced down and found Miss Liu Er making a gesture to him from below.
Stretch out two fingers of one hand, and make a circle with the index finger and thumb of the other hand.
This is the meaning of Ertong.
Li Yi glanced at her. What matters in poker is fairness, but she actually wanted to cheat...
However, if Miss Liu Er loses again, someone will suffer. For the sake of family harmony and world peace, she has no choice but to open her own cards and play a double card.
"eat!"
Liu Ruyi couldn't wait to pick up Li Yi's cards and was very satisfied with his knowledge. With this second tube, she could listen to the cards.
The little trick just now may not be able to hide from the elder sister, but there is still no problem in deceiving Xiaohuan. The little maid is very lucky today, so she needs to suppress her arrogance first.
"Get rich." He randomly played a card.
Wow!
Xiaohuan stretched out her white and tender hands and pushed down her wall of cards, revealing her dimples when she smiled.
