Duan Feifei's family was in jail, this was Jiang Kuo's first judgment.
This meeting witness is for visiting prisoners. It should be a relatively close person. If it is a normal relationship, the meeting witness will probably not be kept, but will be kept in the dormitory.
It's his dad.
Jiang Kuo remembered that when he mentioned his father last time, Duan Feifei said "he can't control it".
I didn't think it meant anything else at the time.
Now that I think about it, it really means nothing else, that is, the literal meaning is that he can't control it, because he is in prison...
Jiang Kuo put on his coat and sat at the table.
Ding Zhe opened two new boxes of playing cards and was washing them together.
Duan Feifei came in with a chair, put it down beside him, sat down, and looked at him: "I'm very picky, I took my latest clothes."
Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "How about I change another one?"
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo stood up.
"Hey, hey," Duan Feifei grabbed him and dragged him back to the chair, "Just kidding."
"What?" Jiang Kuo looked at the cards on the table.
Ding Zhe has been shuffling the cards, and his movements are quite smooth, but after poking back and forth for a long time, the stacks still haven't been shuffled. It seems that he is about to commit an obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"If there are six people together, let's fight for the top," Dong Kun said, "I'm waiting for you for the rest of my money this month."
"Okay," Jiang Kuo knocked on the table and waved to Ding Zhe, "Give it to me, I'll wash it."
"Give it to him," Liu Fatty laughed, "someone can't take it anymore."
"You come, you come," Ding Zhe put the card in front of him, "I'll study it."
Jiang Kuo took the cards, knocked twice on the table, sorted the cards, divided them into two stacks, and then began to shuffle the cards.
"It's over," Dong Kun pointed at Jiang Kuo, "I have a bad feeling, why do I think this person is really a master."
Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo's hand. The two decks of cards were tumbling and interspersed in his hand. In fact, the most common shuffling method was used, but the movements were really beautiful.
I don't know if I'm a master of poker, but there are definitely tricks like drawing a match in this shuffle.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo turned the card in his hand and put it on the table.
"I'll make a score." Sun Ji poked a few times on the phone and opened the scoring app, "Duan Yingjun, Liu Xiuchang... What's your name, Jiang Kuo?" "...My name is Jiang Kuo." Jiang Kuo Say.
"Come on," Sun Ji said, "Look at us, handsome, slender, dashing, mighty, strong men."
Hearing these inexplicable names, Jiang Kuo looked at them in a circle: "Then I can only call Jiang Rich."
Duan Feifei laughed: "Okay."
"Okay," Sun Ji nodded, "Jiang is rich, handsome, slender, dashing and mighty strong man is very rich."
"Flip it." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand and flipped it over, Your Majesty.
"Fuck." Liu Fat said.
Jiang Kuo sorted the cards, and everyone began to take cards.
Duan Feifei found that Jiang Kuo should at least play cards a lot, and he looked like an experienced hand.
The cards were not opened either, and they were swiped after they were taken. The cards were spread out neatly like a fan, and the order was not adjusted.
Ding Zhe glanced at him, gathered the cards in his hand again, and then rolled them, and two cards collapsed directly.
Jiang Kuo sighed: "The cards are all guessed."
"What can you guess with these two?" Ding Zhe took the cards back.
"Don't put them in order." Jiang Kuo said.
"Shit." Ding Zhe glared at him, "Play the card!"
Jiang Kuo threw a 3 out.
"Who do you look down on?" Sun Ji said, then put a 4 on the table.
A few people were all happy, and with one pass of cooperation, Duan Feifei ended the harmonious atmosphere and threw a straight line.
"Okay, don't make trouble, I'm going to exert my strength!" Dong Kun said.
"Strength!" Liu Fat also shouted.
But after a circle of force, no one came out.
Jiang Kuo directly pinched them out in the first three laps, and the cards didn't have a chance to be played a few times, so he threw all the cards in his hand on the table: "Run away."
"Your uncle." Liu Pang rushed up and pulled the card, "What a mess."
Jiang Kuo's cards were not placed in order, and they were arranged one by one from east to west. Based on the principle that he couldn't let this person come up, Liu Pang carefully pulled all the cards and smoothed them out.
"Right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"This kid is very lucky." Sun Ji said, counting everyone's cards, bowing his head and pressing a few times on the phone to count the score.
"Shuffle!" Dong Kun patted the table.
Jiang Kuo took the cards and started shuffling, probably because he won the game beautifully. He was in a good mood and didn't shuffle the cards in the most ordinary way.
After the cards were stacked in his hand, he took half of them, squeezed the cards and pulled them with both hands. The cards made a clattering sound, drew a phantom in the air, and closed them again.
"Your uncle," Dong Kun said, "come again."
Jiang Kuo took the other half of the cards on the table and pulled them again, but this time they didn't close, and the cards fell from the right hand to the left hand in turn.
Then he took the card and cut a few times with one hand.
"I'll try." Liu Fatty said and took a deck of cards, "Is two decks okay?"
"It's too thick to operate." Jiang Kuo said.
"Don't fight, right?" Duan Feifei leaned against the back of the chair with his knees against the table, and swayed back gently.
"Try." Liu Fat said.
He carefully squeezed a deck of cards in his right hand, and then bent it, facing his left hand, with luck, his right hand exerted force: "Let's go!"
The cards jumped out of his tiger's mouth in an instant, because the strength was quite strong, and the deck of cards all jumped out like a fountain.
"Pick it up yourself!" Several people roared at the same time.
"Tomorrow, you can take a pair and practice it yourself." Duan Feifei said.
Liu Fat picked up the cards and sized them up, and gave them to Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo didn't play tricks anymore, but just shuffled the cards, and the movements in his hands were like acting.
Duan Feifei looked at his hand and the cards in his hand, his fingers flipping in the phantom of the playing cards, and the sound of shuffling the cards, he felt obvious drowsiness for a few seconds.
It's like watching a sleep aid video.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo put the cards in the middle of the table.
Everyone started to take cards, Duan Feifei still looked at his hand, took the card, glanced at it, inserted it among the other cards in his hand, and sometimes let the card turn around between his fingers.
"Don't look at my card." Jiang Kuo glanced at him.
"You didn't put them in order," Duan Feifei said. "If you take what's in front of me and let me look at it for a minute, I may not know what cards you have."
"Then I can, give me five seconds to see it all." Jiang Kuo said.
"You can look at cards like this," Duan Feifei said, "Why can you count sevens like that?"
"That's my slow reaction." Jiang Kuo said.
Dong Kun listened happily: "You don't maintain your image at all."
"My current image is a god of gamblers who make you lose all your underwear overnight." Jiang Kuo and downstream Sun Ji changed cards, drew a card from the card in his hand, and flicked his fingers lightly.
The cards landed on the table with a loud "pop" sound.
"Hey!" Sun Ji also held the card between his fingers, flicked it gently, and the card fell on the table.
"puff".
Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing. Sun Ji collected the cards, clipped one, and threw it again.
"Forget it." Ding Zhe glanced at him, took out the card, and carefully placed it on the table.
"Be serious," Jiang Kuo said, "or really lose the night."
This sentence is really no bragging.
In fact, they had already chosen a less complicated way to compete, but Jiang Kuo was very lucky, and it was only because Ding Zhe quit at three o'clock that they didn't win the night.
"Stop playing, it's too crushing." He stretched, "It's too shocking."
"I didn't win all of them," Jiang Kuo said.
"You really want to win!" Dong Kun shouted, "Is there any humanity!"
Duan Feifei raised his finger: "Quiet, Uncle Zhao will kick you out later."
"Three thousand five is too exciting for me," Jiang Kuo sighed while checking the cards, "The potential has been stimulated, and it is usually not so exaggerated."
"Three thousand five is also very stimulating to me," Ding Zhe said. "When I think that someone can be stimulated for three thousand five months, I feel that I am too stimulated."
"Are you working part-time?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Don't fight," said Liu Fat. "Two thousand is really enough. Unless we want to buy something else, we basically have nothing to do except Mala Tang and BBQ."
"If I want to work," Jiang Kuo put the cards on the table and leaned back in the chair, "what can I do?"
"Night club." Ding Zhe said.
"Go away." Duan Feifei smiled and flicked a pine nut shell in his hand onto his forehead.
"He can't do anything except handsome and good-looking," Ding Zhe said. "Oh, by the way, the car drives very well!"
"Can I run DiDi?" Jiang Kuo suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Can I get fuel for one trip?" Duan Feifei said, "It has to be specified that only single passengers will be accepted, and one more one will have to go up the back and bow."
"It doesn't sound like you're here to make money." Dong Kun said, "It's only for single girls or something."
"Like a hooligan." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo laughed: "What should we do then?"
"Go and buy Mala Tang," said Duan Feifei, "We crowdfund ten errands each time for the person in charge of buying Mala Tang."
Jiang Kuo stood up, thought about it and sat down again: "I don't know where Mala Tang is."
"I'll take you there, half points." Duan Feifei said.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Count the money." Duan Feifei waved his hand.
Ding Zhe looked at the score: "How about Jiang Kuo join the group to collect money?"
"Pull." Duan Feifei said.
Ding Zhe pulled Jiang Kuo into the group: "Jiang Kuo changed his name, Jiang has money."
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo changed his name, looking at the group name a little speechless.
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Jiang Kuo received more than 500 yuan.
This was when he was forced to hold back and try to let everyone play.
"I seem to have found a way to get rich," he said.
"It's just from us, right?" Duan Feifei asked. "You can make more than 10,000 yuan a month if we don't eat or drink."
Jiang Kuo laughed.
Duan Feifei took him to buy Mala Tang. When he passed the duty room, Uncle Zhao fell asleep on the reclining chair. Duan Feifei put his hand into the window, touched it under the window, and took the big lock key hanging on the small nail. came out.
"That's it?" Jiang Kuo asked in an angry voice.
"Well." Duan Feifei nodded and whispered in his ear, "No one else knows where the key is."
Jiang Kuo leaned back and scratched his neck.
Duan Feifei looked at him.
"Itchy." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei smiled and said nothing.
Mala Tang, which was still open in the middle of the night, went out at the gate of the school near the back mountain.
This area is quite desolate, and there is no ghost in the middle of the night. The solitary Mala Tang shop with its lights on is in the middle of a row of illegal constructions across the road.
"The main business of this store is the students of our school," Duan Feifei introduced to him, "The couple have been open for more than ten years."
"Are so many people eating supper?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's also sold during the day." Duan Feifei said.
"Don't sleep?" Although Jiang Kuo doesn't eat Mala Tang, he also knows that this kind of mom-and-pop shop shouldn't hire workers.
"Women's day, men's night," Duan Feifei said, "their daughters come to help when they are on vacation."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo responded.
Lao Liu is hot and spicy.
The boss should be surnamed Liu, but he is not very old. He looks several years younger than President Jiang.
"It's so late." Old Liuchong Duan Feifei smiled and opened the lid of the pot.
"Today there are so many people, it's too late to play," Duan Feifei took a small basket, walked to the freezer next to the various ingredients and began to pick, "Jiang Kuo, would you like something to eat?"
"Don't eat." Jiang Kuo said, "Don't count me."
"Aren't you hungry?" Lao Liu asked, "It's almost midnight."
"He doesn't eat Mala Tang." Duan Feifei said.
"Really," Lao Liu looked at him, "there is noodles, you can have a bowl if you are hungry."
If the six relatives he ate before didn't recognize it, and the waiter recommended dishes to him, he would hardly make a sound, and everyone at a table might be noisy.
But now Lao Liu is looking at him, the interaction is so established so directly that it cannot be avoided and ignored.
Although he was hungry, he really didn't want to eat Mala Tang or noodles, and he felt that the sanitary conditions here were worrying...
After thinking for two seconds, he nodded: "Okay."
"Tomato egg noodles or tomato beef noodles?" Lao Liu asked again happily.
"Beef noodles." Jiang Kuo said.
Give me the best beef shank, what is the best beef you have...
Lao Liu took out a few skewers of beef from the freezer and pulled the beef off the stick.
… OK.
Okay, just this beef.
It's best to put some hawthorn in the beef soup...
Lao Liu scooped a spoonful of soup from the hot and spicy soup pot and put it into the noodle pot.
… Why is it so embarrassing to call it beef noodles with tomatoes!
Just call it Mala Tang Clear Noodle Soup!
Duan Feifei chose the ingredients, and while Lao Liu was cooking the Mala Tang, the two of them sat at the small table by the door and waited.
"Are you going home tomorrow?" Jiang Kuo looked at the ridiculously bright moon.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"Did you go back early in the morning?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Noon," Duan Feifei turned his head, "what's the matter?"
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "suddenly taking a day off, it's a little boring."
"If you are bored, go to Niu Sandao to work." Duan Feifei said.
"Ah?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"I'm going to make beef with sauce," said Duan Feifei, "I'll go back and help, my uncle and the others are too busy."
"...Oh, I thought I was going back for the festival." Jiang Kuo said.
"Except for the Spring Festival, other festivals are basically not celebrated, there is no time." Duan Feifei smiled.
Lao Liu's Tomato Beef Noodles basically don't match up with Tomato Beef Noodles, but it's not too bad. The taste is alright.
A group of people chatted and ate in the dormitory, and it was dawn when they finished cleaning up.
"Go back to the dormitory for a while." Ding Zhe stretched, "Wake up and go home."
"Be quiet," Duan Feifei said, "it's just five o'clock."
Several people quietly left the dormitory.
Jiang Kuo froze in the reclining chair.
"Are you sleeping in bed?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"I can't fall asleep at this time," said Duan Feifei. "You have to wake up after a while. If you want to sleep, go to bed."
"Is it suitable?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's not suitable," Duan Feifei said. "It's too inappropriate, or you should go back to 119 and sleep."
Jiang Kuo smiled, got up and looked at Duan Feifei's bed: "I didn't bring my pajamas..."
"As long as you don't wear shoes, it's fine," Duan Feifei said, "I'm not that particular about it."
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei ignored him and took his phone to watch.
"Are there any charges?" Jiang Kuo asked again when he remembered going up the stairs.
"I'll let you try to sleep for free today." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo climbed onto the bed and lay down.
Duan Feifei's bed had no latex mattress, just a bed board and an ordinary thin cushion. He felt a little hard when he lay down.
"Don't you panic?" Jiang Kuo rolled over, laying on his side and looking at Duan Feifei, who was leaning on the reclining chair below.
"Then you come down and stand." Duan Feifei said, "What kind of wealth are you pretending to be in three thousand and five months?"
Jiang Kuo was a little sleepy, but he was fine when he was standing, but when he lay down, he didn't want to talk anymore, so he didn't fight him.
Duan Feihan was probably playing a game, pressing his finger on the phone: "Do you want to turn off the lights?"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, his vision was a little blurry, and his voice was a little dazed, but he just stared at Duan Feihan in inertia.
Duan Feifei looked up at him, but he didn't look away.
Duan Feifei raised his hand and quickly grabbed his fingers twice in the air: "blink, blink..."
Jiang Kuo blinked subconsciously and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, Duan Feifei was no longer on the reclining chair.
The sun shines in from the window, and the dormitory is golden.
He sat up, took out his phone and looked at it, it was almost time...
Duan Feifei should have gone back to Niu San Dao to make beef sauce after eating, but this person didn't wake him up!
But probably so that if he didn't go back to 119 this day, Duan Feifei left the key of 107 on the table.
Jiang Kuo sighed, put the key in his pocket, and slowly opened the door and went out.
The dormitory was empty. When he walked to 119, he found that all the dormitories were empty.
There was a person in 119, Ma Xiao who was about to go out.
"What about them?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Go shopping," Ma Xiao said, pointing to a form on the table, "Do you want to fill out that?"
Jiang Kuo went over and looked at it. It was the statistics of students who did not go home in each dormitory during the National Day holiday, and he still needed to fill in the reasons.
"Haven't they filled it out yet?" He saw that only Ma Xiao's name was on the form.
The reason is to study at school.
"They're back." Ma Xiao said.
"Oh," Jiang Kuo hesitated for a moment, took out his pen, and filled in his name on the form, saying that if he didn't reply, he would not reply, "Just fill in the reason casually?"
Ma Xiao did not speak.
Of course, just fill it in. Does Ma Xiao want to study at school
Jiang Kuo filled in "sleeping at school" in the column of reasons.
Ma Xiao went out, and he was the only one left in the dormitory.
After taking a shower, he walked up and down in the dormitory, probably because it was the first holiday after school, except for weekends, people walked really clean, and those who didn't were sleeping.
It was so boring. Cannon went to the construction site and took Benben away. He didn't even know how he was going to spend his day today. Even if everyone would go to watch the moon together at night, what about the day.
We all went shopping together during the day.
After chatting with Uncle Zhao for another half hour, he couldn't take it anymore, so he took out his mobile phone and called Duan Feifei.
"Are you up?" Duan Feifei answered the phone.
"Well," Jiang Kuo glanced at the sunlight outside, "did you go back?"
"Go back," Duan Feifei said, "I put the key on the table, you can see it."
"I took it," Jiang Kuo hesitated, "Why don't I go over there."
"Where?" Duan Feifei was stunned.
"Niu Sandao works." Jiang Kuo said.
"You are really busy," Duan Feifei said, "Come on, don't drive, you can't drive in."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo said, "I can't even add oil."
The market is probably the only place that is very lively no matter what day it is. Even if there are no people shopping, just relying on the owners of various shops and stalls and their well-stocked goods can create a warm atmosphere.
There are several customers picking meat at the entrance of Niu Sandao.
Duan Ling raised the knife and dropped it, slashing with a bang, and skillfully put the picked meat into a bag and threw it on the scale.
When she saw Jiang Kuo standing outside, she raised her eyebrows: "Little Master is here!"
"Sister Ling," Jiang Kuo greeted, "Duan..."
"What's at the back!" Duan Ling raised the knife in his hand and pointed to the back door, "You go around, there are piles of things in the middle."
Jiang Kuo went around the back door of Niu Sandao along the passage that he ran around that day.
At a glance, I saw Duan Feihan, shirtless and holding a heavy cauldron on the stove.
He didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that Duan Feifei would be distracted.
But Duan Feifei had already seen him in the corner of his eye. He turned his head and smiled at him: "It's coming very quickly, I'm really short of money."
Jiang Kuo also smiled.
The feeling of being bored and doing nothing in the two hours after getting up disappeared instantly.
Refreshed.