Xu Dehai couldn't be happier when Jiang Chan brought Xu Lin back. As soon as Jiang Chan came back, he had a poker friend. During the semester when Jiang Chan was studying, he was very free at home.
But most of those who like to play mahjong have the mentality of winning money. Who wants to play cards with Xu Dehai? In the end, it was not enough to lose, so Xu Dehai is now excluded by like-minded people in the village.
You can go to the sidelines, but if you want to play, you can't. For an old gambler like Xu Dehai, if you don't let him play poker, it's like an addict who won't let him do that.
"Xu Li, I always feel that I don't understand the card counting that your grandfather taught me recently, but I have won more than before. You have to explain it to me today."
When playing mahjong in the afternoon, a gray-haired old man opposite Jiang Chan spoke. He is the brother of Xu Dehai's family, named Xu Degui, and they are about the same age.
It's just that Xu Degui's body is tougher than Xu Dehai's, but the old man is quite kind. Now on the table are Xu Degui and Xu Cungen, and then Xu Dehai and Jiang Chan.
Xu Dehai: "I'm almost suffocating in the past few months. Every time I see other people playing cards, I feel that my card skills are really bad. What kind of games are they playing?"
Xu Cungen: "Not everyone can count cards. When you couldn't count cards before, didn't you lose a lot?"
Xu Dehai: "At that time, I didn't even understand how I lost."
Jiang Chan: "Xiaoxiao can play, there is no need for money."
Xu Degui: "They feel boring if they don't come with money. Many people want to win money at the poker table."
Jiang Chan glanced at Xu Dehai, Xu Dehai felt aggrieved: "I haven't played mahjong for a long time, what do you think I am doing?"
Jiang Chan was helpless: "I think it's because you have played your cards. Your card counting skills are very good recently. Have you thought about it?"
Xu Dehai was proud: "That is, you can't win every time."
Xu Lin sat on the bench next to Jiang Chan with a book in her arms: "Sister, I want to play too."
Jiang Chan doesn't care: "You can play if you want, it doesn't matter if you understand these, and you won't be easily deceived in the future."
She doesn't have the idea of spoiling the children, understanding and being addicted to addiction are two different things. Besides, if she knows these things well, she won't be obsessed with them in the future. She still believes in Xu Lin's character.
After one game, Jiang Chan gave up the position to Xu Lin. Although the little guy is only five years old now, he already knows a lot of characters. At least she has learned the card counting that Jiang Chan taught her thoroughly.
After playing this way for a few rounds, Xu Dehai threw the mahjong away: "You play cards well, you're pretty good. Xu Lin can't, she's too tricky."
Xu Lin feels bored now that she has passed her addiction: "Sister, it's not fun, I'm going to read a book."
Seeing her enter the room, Jiang Chan smiled: "I've played poker for so many years, and finally lost to my granddaughter. Doesn't it feel sour?"
Xu Dehai snorted: "Tell me something else?"
I told the three old men about card counting for a while. Although the old men have never learned systematic probability theory, etc., after all, they have been exposed to mahjong for so many years, and after careful consideration, they can still understand Jiang Chan's meaning.
In fact, many things are like this. When you don't understand it, you are very curious about it, even to the point of obsession. But once you figure out the core, you are not interested in these.
Before dinner, Xu Degui and Xu Cungen went back, Xu Dehai said sourly: "You are generous, tell everyone."
Jiang Chan didn't care: "The main thing is that they don't like it. You see, there are people who really like it. I won't say a word. Gambling is wrong in the first place. If you want to make a living by it, it's a sideways way. I'm sure." Not happy to teach them."
Since Jiang Chan was clear about it, Xu Dehai didn't say much, he sniffed: "This lo mei is very fragrant, you shouldn't have given them so much just now, we ate less ourselves."
Jiang Chan: "They all live in the same village, and giving them a favor is just to save you from having no place to relax."
Xu Dehai: "How is the stall your dad is running now? Is the business okay?"
Xu Lin hugged a chicken paw: "I was very busy in the afternoon, and I even weighed him to settle the accounts."
Jiang Chan: "I didn't expect him to make a lot of money at first, he is also lazy, and he doesn't like to do those complicated things. He just stews some beef every day, and makes some stewed duck products every now and then. He rarely cooks pig heads, so he finds it troublesome. Everyone is welcome."
Xu Dehai looked at the pig's face that Jiang Chan removed over there: "Don't you find it troublesome? I see that you took a long time to take care of it in the morning."
Jiang Chan: "Always find something to do, and eating happily is more important than anything else."
Xu Dehai: "Your mother brought some back, I don't think it's as delicious as yours."
Xu Lin: "I also think that what my father makes is not as delicious as what my sister makes."
Jiang Chan: "It's about the same. By the way, let's discuss something. The old house has been around for so many years. I plan to take advantage of the summer vacation to tear down the old house and rebuild it. What do you think?"
Xu Dehai was surprised: "You paid for it? Did you make so much money writing books?"
Jiang Chan: "It's definitely not enough just to write a book. Isn't the copyright sold? It looks like it's going to be made into a TV series again. Parents, they don't have any objections, it's up to you now."
Anyway, they didn't want them to pay, so Xu Qin didn't say much, although he didn't think it was interesting to build a house in his hometown. But thinking about it, if I come back and live in the countryside, I definitely want to live comfortably.
Wang Ying: "I can do it, even if it is demolished, where will we live?"
Jiang Chan: "Then live in the town. It's not that there is no room for you at home. It just so happens that there is not much work on the ground now, so you should go to the town for a while."
Xu Dehai looked forward to it: "It's the small two-story building like other people's? I don't like that kind of building."
Jiang Chan: "Of course it's not that kind. I made the renderings myself. You guys go to town with me tomorrow, and I'll show you the final look."
"The house is big, so it must be built more spacious, so it looks bright and spacious."
Since Jiang Chan paid the money, Xu Dehai and Wang Ying have no objections. Xu Dehai said with a smile: "People say to raise a son to guard against old age, but I don't think the blessing of a son has been enjoyed, and the blessing of a granddaughter has been enjoyed first."
Jiang Chan picked up a piece of rotten pork for him: "Future luck is yet to come, I promise you will be the most proud old man in the village."
Xu Dehai smiled: "I'm already very proud."
Now that they had made up their minds to build a house, Xu Dehai and Wang Ying were also activists, and followed Jiang Chan and Xu Lin to the town the next day. Poor Xu Qin and Xu Qin hadn't passed two days in their world before they welcomed their old father and mother.