Mahjong, Ding Yiyi, Dongqing, ye Shuimo and ye Miao have a table. Everyone is happy. The bet is not high. Ye Chuqing over there comes to see it. "It's only 10 yuan for a game. What's the fun? I can't motivate myself. I'll make 10000 yuan in a game
The boss added, "ten thousand in a game?" I can remind you that if Lianzhuang doesn't have more, the number will double automatically We should be more careful
Everyone laughs and starts to code cards, which is agreed with ye Chuqing's plan. The boss knew that these people had special identities and were not poor in money, so he didn't speak and stood behind Ye Shuimo with a smile to watch the crowd play.
"50000!" he said Sitting on the east of Ding Yi a good card on a 50000.
"Eat, ten thousand."
As soon as Ding Yiyi plays, ye Miao eats a chapter, knocks down thirty or forty thousand, and then shakes his hand to play a chapter of ten thousand.
"Eat, 90000."
Next, Holly ate ten thousand and played another chapter of ninety thousand.
What ye ink is short of is Wanzi, so it must not be touched. He reached out and was about to grab the card. Ding Yiyi suddenly called out, "touch! Make a fortune
Three ten thousand landing, Holly played a chapter to become rich.
Then
After two rounds of playing cards, ye Shuimo is just like a spectator. He simply has no chance to touch cards.
It's "Hoo la!"
As a result, it was miserable. Three people pushed cards at the same time. Ye Shuimo not only fired a gun, but also fired three times. To sum up, he would go out in an instant of more than 100000 yuan.
Ye Miao took out his wallet, took out a gold card and handed it to Ye Shuimo. The latter took it and handed it to the boss, "boss, let's swipe the card."
The boss thought, isn't this money from the left pocket to the right pocket?
In the second round,
Ye's ink and wash is still a bad hand, but it's better than the first set. Even after playing, it's going to be pasted, so I'm waiting for two.
But the other two are that they never come.
"Two cakes."
Ye Miao puts out a cake of two. Her eyes brighten. She sees the cake and darkens. She sighs with a faint sigh. Two, two, where are you.
Ye Miao is amused. He looks down at the deck and taps the two he touches. He has already pasted it, but "two."
"Hooray Ye Shuimo happily flipped the card face, happily grabbed two cards and put them in the card. Then he leaned over to see ye Miao's card. Ye Miao quietly overturned the card face, and then took out a card from his wallet and handed it to her. His eyes were so gentle that he was about to drown.
The boss, who looked at everything on the side, sighed, how to play this card? Each one tried to make the other win. After playing mahjong for so long, he was really knowledgeable.
The rain outside was not small, but even heavier. The cooks of farmhouse entertainment went to cook rice dumplings for everyone to eat. People continued to play mahjong in the living room. After playing for the third game, the atmosphere of Ye Shuimo was the most casual.
"Nine?" Holly asked Ding Yiyi, the latter nodded, "good."
Nine out
"I'll take a cake?"
Ding Yiyi shook his head, "no, I'm north wind."
"Good." A cake back, ye Shuimo looked at a cake was taken back, longed to see more than two eyes, in the heart is very sorry, she really want to touch a cake ah.
In the next round, ye Miao, who has great vision, naturally plays a cake to make his lover happy. The cards here are really from you to me. The two men try to make the women win. The boss shakes his head and goes to another table to watch others play cards.
Wine dumplings come, Ding Yiyi because her foot is still hurt, so waved to stop playing, Holly see she is not comfortable, naturally should be under.
Ye Miao accompanies Ye Shuimo to eat fermented glutinous rice balls. Dongqing and the farmer's house owner ask for a room for Ding Yiyi to rest.
It rained all afternoon and didn't stop until the evening. Although the day was only spent in the rain, it also had different fun.
When they returned, ready to get on the bus, Ding Yiyi had already felt stuffy nose and felt cold and hot all over, but she didn't say.
The car had just been driving downtown for about ten minutes, and her feeling was even worse. Her headache had to explode and her eyes were burning.
Holly noticed something wrong with the people around her. She stopped to look at it and touched her forehead. The temperature was hot.
"I'm fine. I'll just sleep." When Ding Yiyi talks, she has a thick nasal sound and her eyes are glowing with fever.
Haizhuo Xuan, who was driving in front of them, saw that the car behind had stopped. He also reversed the car and asked, "what's the matter?"
"Yi Yi has a fever. I'll take her to the hospital first." Holly took off his coat and wrapped the man into a ball. He stepped on the accelerator and went to the nearest hospital.
Ding Yiyi really had a fever. It was estimated that he was caught in the rain and had a cold wind in the hall. When he was just sent to the hospital, he had a fever of 38 degrees. Later, after a needle went down, the fever gradually subsided, and people also fell into a deep sleep.Ye's family kept watch for several hours. When it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, Holly asked everyone to go back. It would be good if he was here alone. Everyone knew that he was a reliable man. If he was there, the patient would be OK, so he went back.
The room was quiet, and the people in the bed were still sleeping. The hospital was not very large. Construction was going on around, so there was some noise. He went over to make sure that the windows were closed tightly. He drew the curtains to make sure there was no wind coming in. Then he pulled up a chair and sat down.
The bedside lamp is on, and Ding Yiyi's hands are hanging on the quilt. Her fingers are long and thin, but the blood vessels on the back of the hand are clearly visible.
He couldn't help but stretch out his hand. When he wanted to hold his dream hand, he released it in time, and his heart was pounding.
Love her these years, not did not want to try with others, but try to try, no woman can let him have this kind of flustered feeling.
Perhaps it is true that she has experienced too much, so those memories are too thick to be compared with other women, so thick that he can't forget and escape.
"Thirsty."
Ding Yiyi said unconsciously, she only felt that there was a fire in her throat, her heart was extremely eager for water, and there was a gentle voice in her ear, "Yi Yi, water is coming."
The call was gentle, as if it had not been heard for a long time. She was shocked and forced to wake up.
"Yiyi?" Holly eyes worried, see her wake up or a confused appearance, soft voice said: "drink some water."
She struggled to get up. She immediately put a soft pillow on her back and held the cup. She took a drink. The water temperature was just right.
"You were sweating just now. Since you wake up, wipe your face and sleep again." Holly tucked her in and then turned to the bathroom.
Ding Yi holds the water cup, and his sight follows the people in the narrow bathroom. What do women want? It's nothing more than a person with me when I'm cold and thirsty at night.
What does Holly want? How can she express her gratitude? She bowed her head, and the water in the cup rippled slightly with the movement.
"There is no water heater here. Fortunately, there is a boiled pot. I ironed the towel and tried the softness. You can make do with it."
Holly took the hot towel to the bed, just ready to shake off the towel, his hand was caught, his heart jumped, the hot towel fell to the ground.
Ding Yiyi did not let go, looking at him tenderly, the latter seemed to understand what came over, unbelievable stay on the spot, but a burst of hot and humid eyes.
The next day, ye Shuimo specially asked for leave to deliver breakfast to the hospital. Ye Miao came together. When they came, Dongqing was sitting by the hospital bed and watching Ding Yiyi eat breakfast.
"I seem to be late." Put the ink box aside.
Ye Miao looks at them curiously. He always thinks there is something wrong.
Ding Yiyi finished breakfast, put down the bowl, took the hot towel handed over by Dongqing, wiped his hands and handed them back, but his hands naturally held each other's.
Ye Shuimo a Leng, "you that?"
Her heart is pounding. Don't really make the match. She really doesn't know when.
Ye Miao mentioned the frightened man to his side and said, "Mom, I've ordered someone to take you home for a rest. I'll go with ink wash first."
"You go to work." Ding Yiwen judo, two people's eyes are opposite, both understand what.
Ye Miao knows from her mother's eyes that the other side has ideas, and all these are the decisions she has made. This is really reassuring and takes the lover out of the ward who is still stunned and doesn't know what to say.
"I don't want to be wrong. Are they two together?"
"Yes." Ye Miao helps her fasten her seat belt. She feels funny in her heart. Before that, she has not been making a match, but she is scared to be silly.
Ye Shuimo held the pillow in his arms, "how do you say that? Do you have a confession? There was no news a few days ago. Would it be too quick? "
"No Ye Miao understands that, first of all, mother and uncle Dongqing are not young people. People of their age have thought very well. They don't need the entanglement of young people. They think that it's time to be together. Secondly, uncle Dongqing and his mother have been entangled for many years, and they have already surpassed the relationship of ordinary friends. Even if they are not together, the ties between them are very deep. At present, they just change Just one way.
To be happy, he hopes his mother can be happy, even if the other party's starting point is to make uncle Dongqing happy.
Ye Shuimo murmured, but her hand was held. She did not know why she turned back, "what's the matter?"
Ye Miao took her hand and solemnly dropped a kiss on the back of her hand, "we also want to be happy."
When they went back to the center of the city, the monitor sent a message about the autumn sports meeting. Everyone in each class had to take part in it. For the women's event, because there was only Ye Shuimo in one class, the monitor simply sent all the items to her and chose whatever she wanted.
"Then I want this, that, this also apply, that also sign up, or for the class honor on it." Ye Shuimo is ambitious, but ye Miao can't help but take her actual situation into consideration. She takes the iPad and looks at the selected items on the application form, and she disagrees at the moment.