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Chapter 3 Discovering the horrific intuition

Chen Mo said goodbye to his grandparents and came to the yard to wait. Seeing this, his younger brother Chen Jinggang also got up and came out.

"If you don't watch the Spring Festival Gala well, why are you here to do?"

Chen Mo looked at his younger brother who was like a worm in anger.

My younger brother Chen Jinggang has a relatively silent personality and looks stupid. He smiled and said, "What's so good about the Spring Festival Gala? It's interesting to watch them play cards."

Chen Moxin said, "You little kid, why are you playing cards?" But thinking about it, you can't be much older, but thinking about your younger brother's test score of less than 300 points, I couldn't help but say a few words to him."

"You said you are quite honest and don't dance or make trouble in school. Why do you have such poor academic performance?"

"I'm really planning to go to the technical secondary school class that your school cooperates with?"

"If you have a big future, waste time and money, it's better to go straight to work!"

Chen Jinggang looked down at the ground, kicking the ground with his toes one after another, and said in a muffled voice: "I want to learn better, but I can't learn anything, so what can I do?"

"It is impossible to work. I am so young that I can't do anything. I can only stay there for two years before watching."

Chen Mo was speechless, "You are awesome, you have the ability and say you can never try working in this life!"

...

While talking, my uncle Chen Dongwei came back again while wearing a leather jacket, urging him: "Let's go, hurry up!"

The few people walked along the village path for a few minutes. The village was not big, with only more than twenty families, all built along the mountain, with only a few steps behind the front eaves.

Passing through the yards of several families, I soon came to a brand new three-story western-style building. Suddenly, the sound of talking and the sound of washing mahjong came from the small western-style building.

The owner of this building is Chen Yingqiang, who is the same generation as Chen Mo's father. He is younger than Chen Mo's father and older than Chen Dongwei. Chen Mo calls Chen Yingqiang to be uncle, and Chen Dongwei calls him brother.

Chen Dongwei said to the Chen Mo brothers: "Oh, Uncle Qiang's family is rich, this house is so grand!"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Your home is OK too!"

Chen Dongwei chuckled!

"Nothing can be compared."

In fact, in Chen Mo's opinion, my uncle's house is similar to the one in Uncle Qiang's house, but this house just started this year and looks relatively new. In addition, Uncle Qiang is engaged in construction, and his house has a relatively trendy style design, so he feels more grand.

Several people followed the slope stairs to Uncle Qiang's yard, and a big yellow dog tied to the corridor roared at the people frantically!

Wang! Wang! Wang! Wang!

"Dog...boy!"

A man's deep and low roar came from the room, and then a tall man in his early forties came out.

He dispersed a piece of blue and yellow smoke for Chen Dongwei and said with a smile: "I thought you didn't dare to come. They were having fun playing with the golden flowers. Hurry up and go around the table."

When he walked into the room, there was a table of mahjong in the lobby. Several people were touching the bars and talking to Hu. There were also several others fighting against the Landlord. When they saw Chen Dongwei coming, they all looked up and said hello.

The Golden Flower is in the side room, with a lot of people, no less than thirty or forty. Most of them are old and children watching the fun, and only thirteen or fourteen playing cards. They are all men from the village, most of whom have already started a family. There are a few younger uncles who are still alone, but there are two cousins ​​who are the same generation as Chen Mo, and all have two or three children.

Everyone made a place for Chen Dongwei, while Chen Mo squeezed behind his father.

"What are you looking at? Just go to the table. You don't dare to play when you see your dad here, right? Hahaha!"

The person who spoke was Chen Mo's cousin, one of whom he got married, named Chen Jingsheng. He also had a younger brother named Chen Jingshi, three years older than Chen Mo and had dropped out of school for many years. He is now a truck business and is a salad brick for locals. He is also at the card table!

"I don't have money to play, why don't you support me?" Chen Mo said jokingly.

"Yes, no problem, how much do you want? Is a hundred yuan enough?"

"Student, don't teach Xiao Mo badly. He is still studying and is about to take the college entrance exam. Don't learn these bad things!" said a father.

"Haha, it's all the Chinese New Year, and entertainment is fine. Xiao Mo is very good at studying. Maybe we can't beat him even if we play cards. Do you think so?"

Everyone knows that Chen Jingsheng likes to joke, and they all smile and say yes.

In fact, Chen Mo also had ideas, but he didn't have much money on his body, less than twenty yuan, which was not enough to walk around. And even if he wanted to play, it would not be time to go. Let's see the situation first.

So he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll watch the fun, Brother Sheng, I'll win the money and drive the New Year tomorrow.

Chen Yingchang looked back at Chen Mo and said casually: "Don't play with this kid, study hard is the right way."

After saying that, he stretched out a pair of rough hands to pick up the cards on the table. He didn't open it all at once, and slowly squeezed out a small corner to reveal an angle that only he could see. This is a common technique for most people who play Fiery Flowers.

The next player of the dealer must be "missed", that is, to place a secret bet, and at least two secret bets. On Chen Yingchang's top players, they have already folded after watching the cards, and now they are at Chen Yingchang's bet.

Chen Mo was about to stretch his neck to see his father's card, but suddenly his heart moved and felt like he was, "Dad's card is very bad, but the card is not good."

As soon as the thought flashed, Chen Yingchang had already finished reading the cards, he turned the cards onto the table and threw them, cursing, "One dollar is three, 359 follow me!"

It turned out to be a miscellaneous brand, with three different styles, so small that it cannot be even smaller.

Everyone smiled and turned their eyes to the next house. Chen Mo also looked over. The card house was Chen Mo's cousin, named Chen Yinghua. After he looked at the card, he suddenly showed a faint joy on his face. He pulled a piece of five yuan and put it in the field and said, "No one left, I'll just follow five yuan!"

At this time, everyone was thinking, oh! It seems that this situation may have encountered a big brand.

However, Chen Mo showed a faint tangle on his face. Uncle Hua's card should not be big, he thought so.

Just as he was guessing, Uncle Hua's next family made five secret bets without looking at the cards, and muttered: "I don't know if you are really steel or stealing chickens. I don't look at the cards anymore, I'll cover it with five pieces!"

At this time, Chen Mo flashed another thought: "The card seems to be quite small!"

The latter companies include Chen Mo's uncle Chen Dongwei, cousin Chen Jingsheng and cousin Chen Jinghui, all folded their cards after watching the cards. Only one of them looked at the cards and called 15 yuan. However, Chen Mo felt that his cards should not be big, so it was the dealer's turn.

Currently, 9 of the 14 players have folded their cards, and the remaining 5 people have two open bets, two secret bets, and one dealer who has not seen the cards yet!

The dealer is Chen Mo's cousin, named Chen Yingzhang. After he looked at the cards, he also smiled faintly and followed 15 yuan.

Chen Mo nodded secretly, feeling that Uncle Zhang's card is OK, but among the 5 people, Uncle Cheng, who is worth 5 yuan, should have the largest card.

Although I had never seen their cards, Chen Mo suddenly had various thoughts whenever he looked at them.

After the dealer called, the dealer's next player, the first player to make a secret bet, also caught the card and took a look. Just when Chen Mo thought that the card was not big, the opponent threw the card and folded it.

Chen Mo felt a little surprised. He felt that he was too accurate!

At this time, it was Chen Yinghua's bet again. He still had a faint smile on his face, but he secretly said that he had lost money. His cards were already small, but he was going to steal a chicken when he saw no one left. Now, depending on the situation, he should have encountered a steel plate.

When Chen Yinghua also folded, Chen Mo was really surprised. Those who folded were basically the same as his own. Is this a cheat?

Chen Mo was a little surprised and puzzled. There were still three families walking at this time. If the final result was consistent with his feelings...

Chen Mo was a little unimaginable and thought it was a coincidence. However, after several rounds and many times, after confirming that everyone's big cards were basically consistent with his guess, Chen Mo really couldn't calm down. If this feeling was real, wouldn't he be very awesome in his future life?
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