It's clear that his mom, Zhou Hui, is really anxious this time. Losing cards and unable to win back, she's even scheming on his wedding. You have to admit, that's so like a mom.
"Look at what you're saying, how could someone like Xiao Qing not find a wife? When your cousin Zijun comes back one day, I'll ask her to keep an eye out for you, maybe introduce someone. One dot," Aunt Liu laughed.
Hearing this, Su Qing's eyelid twitched. Li Zijun's friends—aren't they either cops or criminals?
Either way, his small stature might not handle it!
"Exactly, he's still so young, what's the rush? Self-draw, two bamboos, I'm winning," Aunt Liu chimed in.
With that, Zhou Hui replied helplessly, "Your luck is too good!"
Then she turned to look at Su Qing: "It's all your fault. If you weren't just standing there, I would have won by now!"
Su Qing: ...
"Mom, my eye is twitching a lot, I'm heading out first. You hurry home too, okay?" With that, Su Qing was about to run; after all, it's hard enough dealing with just his mom, let alone another three of the same caliber.
"Wait a minute!" Just as he was about to slip away, Zhou Hui called after him.
"What's up, Mom?"
"Your eye is twitching, which one?"
"The left one?"
"That's wonderful, a twitching left eye brings wealth. God of Wealth bless us! Quick, son, play a few rounds for mom and win back the money!" Zhou Hui's face instantly changed as she smiled warmly, totally different from before.
Saying that, she stood up, and at this, Su Qing quickly backed off: "Mom, let's not. Dad's already cooking. Besides, I'm not good at cards!"
This is clearly not a good deal. Just standing next to them, he was already blamed. If he started playing and lost, he might end up paying out of pocket.
"What are you afraid of? Play a couple of rounds. Card games are 30% skill, 70% luck. Today, your left eye twitched for wealth, your luck mustn't be bad. Stop hesitating like a woman." Zhou Hui said while pulling her son over and sitting him down.
Su Qing: ...
"Mom, this is all superstition. Eye twitching is caused by eyelid spasms, nerve or eye muscle stimulation, not..."
Before he could finish, Su Qing felt a slap on his head: "Don't give me that, I don't understand it. Just play!"
"I..."
Seeing his mom standing there with her hands on her hips, Su Qing wisely shut his mouth. At home, he could run away, but being chased and beaten by his mom in front of everyone? She might not mind the disgrace, but he still wants to save face.
"Don't worry Xiao Qing, auntie will pass you some good cards and chat with you. Your mom is terrible at playing cards," Aunt Liu laughed.
To this, Su Qing could only give a dry laugh. Although he can play cards, he only knows the rules. As for his card skills, don't even mention it. He was already prepared to be fleeced by his mom.
[The culture of Mahjong is vast and profound. Four people in a group, 136 tiles forming one or even multiple sets through random drawing]
As the narrative voice rang in his ear, Su Qing began to draw tiles.
Aunt Liu: "Fortune!"
Aunt Li: "North wind"
Su Qing picked up the North wind from his hand and was about to discard it, but immediately the narrative voice echoed in his ear again
[The essence of playing cards largely depends on fortune, but sometimes skill is crucial. In the next round, you will draw another North wind]
Su Qing: Σ(°△ °
He never expected the narrative voice to be so effective, and subsequently, it never stopped during the next two rounds.
Not only that, but he could also even know through the narrative what tiles the families were waiting for. Apart from self-draws, he didn't deal a single winning tile.
And the result was
"Winning, self-draw of eight dots!"
"Flower on a Kong, self-draw one million!"
"Winning... winning..."
Although his card skills weren't great, with the predictive narrative, he defeated the three aunties thoroughly at the small mahjong table.
"Sorry Aunt Liu, single wait for nine million!" Looking at the nine million tile Aunt Liu played, Su Qing somewhat embarrassedly pushed the tiles.
"Winning again, haha, hurry, pay up!" His mom Zhou Hui sat laughing beside him.
Within just under two rounds, Su Qing had already won back half of what she lost all afternoon, giving her hope again.
Aunt Li couldn't help but comment, "Xiao Hui, your son is pretty good at playing cards, must play often, but youngsters should focus on their careers at this age."
To this, Zhou Hui immediately countered, "Nonsense, my son is well-behaved usually. Today, it's the God of Wealth blessing him!"
"Hurry, pay up!"
Under her repeated urgings, the three reluctantly paid up.
"Oh my, it's already six o'clock. I can't keep playing, got to go home and cook. Let's play another day!" Just then, Aunt Wang noticed his good luck and quickly said.
Hearing this, Aunt Li's eyes shifted, and she immediately agreed, "Right, right, I suddenly remembered I have something at home, let's arrange another day!"
"Fine, my daughter just texted that she's coming home for dinner, let's call it a day. Xiao Qing, want to come eat at Aunt's house?" Aunt Liu also smiled as she stood up and asked.
In response, Su Qing quickly shook his head, jokingly considering self-inflicted harm.
With that, the three stood up and left. Seeing this, Zhou Hui stood up quickly: "No, let's play one more round, hey, don't run!"
"These people, really quick to run when they've won money, see my son has good luck and they skip out, despicable!"
She wanted to use Su Qing's luck to win back all she had lost.
"Alright mom, it's getting late. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Dad's waiting at home!" Watching his mom's disappointed expression, Su Qing couldn't help but say with a chuckle.
"Okay then, oh, lost again."
Soon the two left the parlor and headed home.
As they crossed a patch of green land, his mom Zhou Hui suddenly sped up, trotted forward, and said quietly to him: "Son, quick... over here!"
Seeing this, Su Qing was puzzled but walked over to ask: "What's wrong, Mom?"
Hearing this, Zhou Hui first looked around, then moved her foot aside: "Quick, pick it up."
Hearing these words, Su Qing looked down and saw a 100 yuan bill tied with a red string beneath his mom's foot.
Su Qing thought maybe she couldn't reach it, so he picked it up without thinking and said with a smile: "Finding money when you head out, Mom, you have good luck!"
"Nonsense, this is 'borrowed life money', I didn't touch it, you picked it up!" Zhou Hui laughed.
Su Qing: ???
"Borrowed life money?"
Indeed, when he untied the red string, he saw the words 'Borrow two days of life.'
Su Qing: ...
"Mom, you shouldn't pick this kind of money. You know it's 'borrowed life money' and you still let me pick it up?"
Saying this, Su Qing looked innocently at his mom.
"Bah, to hell with superstition, our family is materialistic, can't be brainwashed by such nonsense. Believe in it and you'll have it, don't believe and you have a hundred yuan, which do you choose?" Zhou Hui replied righteously.
Su Qing: -_-|||
"Mom, you didn't say that when my left eye was twitching earlier."
"And if you don't believe it, why didn't you pick it up yourself?"
Zhou Hui: "You're young, losing two days doesn't matter, be good!"
Su Qing: (￣口￣)!!
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