In the evening, Liu Changan had stir-fried bacon with Allium. The Allium was cut into squares like white jade. The local chili was curved and not so good-looking, so it was cut into short round segments. The color was green like jade. After stir-frying with ginger and garlic, Liu Changan added water to the bacon and poured cooking wine over it to cover the pot. When the fragrance came out of the pot, the white, green, and red colors looked good and went well with rice.
Liu Changan was very full. When he came to the Mahjong Parlor, he leaned against the door like a lazy man and took out his phone to look at the messages.
"You haven't been on Weibo these days? You didn't like the photos I took in Sanya. "
"I went to Taiwan these days. I'll check your Weibo later. Why didn't you post photos of you and your mother?"
"My mother is very beautiful, has a good figure, and is a university professor. She looks like a sister when she stands with me."
"That's why I'm wondering why you don't post photos of you and your mother. There will be a lot of likes and comments."
"Because my mother is a traditional mature woman. She prefers to use WeChat, and her WeChat Moments are all real friends."
"That's true."
"I bought a wishing card in Sanya. I also bought one for you. I wish you success in your career, good health, and a happy love."
"Then you have to give it to me."
"Don't you live near Baolong Center? When I go shopping there one day, I'll put it in the locker in Baolong Center. I'll send you the password to open the locker, and you can get it! "
"I admire your wit very much."
"Hehe, I'm sorry to meet you."
Liu Changan went to look at the photos on Weibo and liked them one by one. Someone in the Mahjong Parlor shouted that they needed one more person.
Today, the central character in the Mahjong Parlor was Wan Qiongfang. The younger ones called her Sister Wan, and the older ones called her Miss Wan. She was the one with the best family in this neighborhood. She lived in Yunkun Province all year round and came back to stay from time to time.
"Your Mahjong is too small. You can't even lose a single ticket. Let's play bigger today. Let's have some fun." Wan Qiongfang said with a lack of interest. "Mahjong with less than 10 RMB is boring."
"Xiao Liu, you go." Old Man Qian pushed Liu Changan. Although he was usually very unconvinced, Old Man Qian was still very self-aware when it came to maintaining the face of his friends in the community. Naturally, Liu Changan had to be the cannon fodder.
Liu Changan entered the game. Liu Changan's wife, Old Madam Liu, and Auntie Xie from the canteen were also there. These few people were usually more straightforward when it came to playing mahjong. They rarely complained when they won or lost. Although Old Madam Liu liked to use eggs, chickens, and the like to pay off debts from time to time, she did not have any objections. This was also hard currency.
"Are you guys playing the partnership card!?" After playing for a while, Wan Qiongfang felt that something was wrong. The previous player and the next player always touched themselves and rarely shot their firecrackers. As for Liu Changan, he didn't even touch himself. He only caught her firecrackers. She shot a lot. Although Liu Changan didn't win much, it was enough to pay off the other two players.
"You … you go down!" Wan Qiongfang was not happy. She was the only one who lost. In a short while, she lost more than 300 yuan. This Liu Changan's way of playing mahjong was too strange.
"That won't do! Why?! "
"Miss Wan is not straightforward!"
"How far have we gotten?"
"I didn't even win, and I lost 10 yuan. Why should I play?" Liu Changan was very unconvinced.
After playing a few more rounds, Wan Qiongfang was not happy. She pushed him down, slammed the table, stood up, and left the mahjong house angrily.
Everyone laughed, and the mahjong house was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Liu Changan was enjoying himself, and Qin Yanan came to the mahjong house.
The eyes of the old men, old women, and aunties were focused on Qin Yanan. After a short silence in the mahjong house, there was the sound of playing mahjong.
"Little Liu, a girl is looking for you. Don't delay her." Old Man Qian couldn't wait to push Liu Changan and occupy his seat.
Liu Changan pointed at Old Man Qian. This is really burning the bridge after crossing the river. Then, he followed Qin Yanan out.
"Why do you always like to hang out with the old people? Shouldn't you like a lively place at your age? Just a few steps away is Jiefang West Road. I heard that this is a street full of bars in Junsha. They have both meat and vegetable dishes. There's also a pedestrian street, a snack street, and an old town street. There are plenty of entertainment venues of all sizes. "Qin Yanan had actually been watching Liu Changan from the outside for quite some time.
Looking at his happy and contented look, he really didn't look like a young man pretending to be old to mix in.
"Loneliness is the normal state of life. If you can endure loneliness, you won't lose yourself. A person with a strong heart will have no interest in the so-called lively places. Most of the entertainment activities are not as good as holding a book and reading, drinking a little wine, and eating some snacks. " Liu Changan pointed at the mahjong house. "Mahjong, chess, and so on, even if you play for thousands of years, the situation will be different every time. Even if you hold the same card, you can play thousands of different games. The various combinations are almost endless, just like the evolution of the universe. It's fun."
Qin Yanan remembered that her great-grandfather also liked chess and card activities, but naturally, he couldn't play as casually and happily as Liu Changan.
"Old Master Qin asked you to pass a message to me. Can you say it now?"
Liu Changan looked at Qin Yanan. Today, Qin Yanan had put on some light makeup. Unlike during the day, people could clearly see the color of her lips and her eyebrows. Under the dim yellow lights of the neighborhood and the intertwining shadows of the trees, her makeup looked natural. Her lips looked even more beautiful, and her eyebrows looked even more enchanting.
He thought of An Nuan's various thoughts about Bai Hui. Fortunately, the target she cared about was Bai Hui. If it was Qin Yanan, he was afraid that she would have been desperate or practiced hard with Qin Yan's magic skills … But it was useless. Congenital deficiencies could be made up for later, but if the gap was too big, the so-called hard work couldn't catch up with talent.
"He asked you to take a closer look at me."
Qin Yanan walked to the street lamp and leaned against the wall motionlessly. Her cheeks were a little unnatural, as if she was waiting for his gaze. She was a little shy. She wasn't going to hand over the transaction item in her hand to him. Did she have to let him carefully examine it?
Liu Changan looked at Qin Yanan under the light. The shadows of the night appeared here and there, blurring people's silhouettes. What the eyes saw needed more images in the heart to make up for. Therefore, at such a moment, Qin Yanan looked more and more like Ye Sijin, as if they had traveled through time and were exactly the same person.
"I'm done." Liu Changan raised his hand and then put it down again. He turned around and said, "It seems that he has been playing riddles with me. I'm too lazy to guess his mind. I'll visit him again when I have the chance."
"Okay." Qin Yanan also relaxed. "I still have to thank you. After he received the letter, he promised not to force me anymore. He only asked me not to leave Junsha for a year."
"Then remember to come and cook for me often."
"…"
"That's a promise."
"Okay."
Qin Yanan was also a person who kept her word. Anyway, she had to stay in Junsha for a year, and she had nowhere to go. In terms of fun, she was like Liu Changan. She had no interest in overly noisy entertainment and activities. Cooking was also good. It was also good to have a rather interesting and not boring little cousin to hang out with.
Take a closer look at Qin Yanan? Liu Changan was thinking about this problem. Other than looking more and more like Ye Sijin, what else was there to look at … Liu Changan wanted to scold Qin Peng. Did he really think that he was great just because he was over a hundred years old? Couldn't he just say what he wanted to say? Once this person got older, he liked to play riddles and let others guess, thinking that it was fun.
After all, she was brought up by him and cultivated by him. Liu Changan quickly put it to the back of his mind and said to Qin Yanan, "Why don't you wear a cheongsam like your great-grandmother's one day? Maybe it will look good?"
Qin Yanan opened her mouth slightly and walked two steps with her hands unconsciously pressed in front of her lower abdomen, as if her little abacus had been discovered by Liu Changan. She smiled unnaturally and said, "Okay."
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