The Untold Story

Chapter 26

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Chen Mingsheng was wearing that iconic black vest again. He looked at Yang Zhao and said, "Come in first."

The room was really crowded with people, so Yang Zhao managed to find time to go in and stand beside Chen Mingsheng.

The person who opened the door just now looked at Chen Mingsheng with a playful smile, and said, "Brother Sheng, let me introduce you."

She didn't know if it was Yang Zhao's delusion, but she always felt that Chen Mingsheng's ears turned red from being teased by this young man, but his face remained calm.

He pointed to the young man and said to Yang Zhao: "His name is Wen Lei, you can call him Xiao Wen, he is my former...colleague."

Wen Lei immediately smiled and said, "Hi sister-in-law!"

Yang Zhao looked at his enthusiastic face, hesitated for a moment, smiled at him, and said, "Hello."

Chen Mingsheng looked at the older man, and then said to Yang Zhao, "This is Lao Wang, who is also my former colleague."

Yang Zhao: "Hello."

Old Wang put down the cigarette in his hand, and motioned to Yang Zhao, "Hello, hello."

Chen Mingsheng pointed to the remaining young man and said, "He's Song Hui, my friend, you..." He looked at Yang Zhao, and Yang Zhao said, "I've seen it, Lingkong Police Station."

Song Hui seemed to still remember what happened back then, he stood up, stretched out his hand and said, "I was sorry back then."

Yang Zhao shook that hand and said, "It's all right."

Finally, Chen Mingsheng looked at the little girl and said, "Her name is Jiang Qing, and she is Song Hui's girlfriend."

Jiang Qing looks very thin, small, maybe a little timid, she smiled shyly. She looked at Yang Zhao, nodded slightly, and said, "Hi, sister-in-law."

Yang Zhao turned to look at Chen Mingsheng.

Chen Mingsheng looked sideways at her for three seconds, then lost, turned his head and said to the people on the mahjong table: "She is Yang Zhao, and..." He looked at Yang Zhao again, and Yang Zhao said blankly. Looking at him, Chen Mingsheng said again, "Isn't it... sister-in-law."

Yang Zhao turned his head and said to the four present, "Just call me Yang Zhao."

Wen Lei said twice, and said to Chen Mingsheng: "Brother Sheng, work harder, you can see that my sister-in-law doesn't even recognize you."

Chen Mingsheng smiled speechlessly, but did not speak.

Wen Lei grimaced and rolled his eyes back and forth several times.

Chen Mingsheng said to Yang Zhao: "I'm going to cook, you..."

As soon as Yang Zhao wanted to say that she was with him, Wen Lei leaned over and moved Yang Zhao over, "Come on, sister-in-law, please—" He put Yang Zhao on his seat, then overturned the mahjong tiles on the table, Said: "Reopen the pot, reopen the pot—"

Jiang Qing pouted invisibly, she was going to fuck up.

Yang Zhao looked at Chen Mingsheng, and Chen Mingsheng said, "Can you play cards?"

Yang Zhao thought for a while and said, "Yes."

Chen Mingsheng said: "Then you can play with them, the kitchen is too crowded."

Yang Zhao nodded.

Wen Lei stood by the mahjong table, and a new pot started.

Wen Lei explained the rules to Yang Zhao when they were counting the cards, saying, "Sister-in-law, open the door after crossing first."

Yang Zhao was taken aback, "What?"

Wen Lei and Yang Zhao looked at each other, blinked, and said, "You have to touch the cards before you can eat them."

Yang Zhao nodded, "Understood."

Wen Lei looked at Yang Zhao's side face, feeling a little amusing.

In the first round of cards, everyone let Yang Zhao sit in the dealer first. Yang Zhao threw the sieve and threw a six, Wen Lei applauded and said, "Good luck!"

Compared with other people at the table, Yang Zhao's speed of arranging the cards was pitifully slow. A table of people waited dryly for the dealer to play cards. Yang Zhao made a choice and finally played a pie.

Wen Lei said: "Sister-in-law, don't play cards at first."

Yang Zhao said, "Really."

Song Hui came to Yang Zhao's house and made a two-way call. Jiang Qing said, "Touch." She glanced at Yang Zhao's direction and made a big deal.

After walking around a few more times, Yang Zhao was the only one who did not open the door.

Wen Lei went down to the ground for a couple of laps, Lao Wang was smoking a cigarette, and smiled to see that he didn't speak. Jiang Qing leaned forward slightly, blocking her cards. Song Hui saw it and said, "I'm talking about Wen Lei, if you look at the three companies like this, how will others fight?"

Wen Lei gritted his teeth and moved a bench, sitting next to Yang Zhao.

In the first round, Yang Zhao fired Song Hui's cannon without any surprise.

Song Hui did some calculations and said, "Six Fans."

Yang Zhao didn't understand, Wen Lei whispered beside him, "Sister-in-law, it's sixty-four."

Yang Zhao turned to take the handbag, Wen Lei hurriedly grabbed her and said, "No, it's for the cards." The table was covered with mahjong cloth, and each person occupied a corner, with a small pocket on each corner, waiting for Wen Lei to open it. When it was time, Yang Zhao discovered that there was a deck of playing cards inside. "

Wen Lei took out a few for her, and threw them to Song Hui, "Boy, sister-in-law, you dare to win, you don't want to live anymore."

Jiang Qing said on the side: "No, it's just for fun." She glanced at Song Hui, and Song Hui raised his eyebrows.

Yang Zhao said to Wen Lei: "It's okay, it's a fair fight."

"That's it." Jiang Qing said in a low voice, "Look at my sister-in-law, and you will know how to cheat."

Wen Lei begged for mercy: "Okay." He lit a cigarette, leaned back, and said, "I'll stop talking."

Wen Lei looked at the poker table and beat them one by one, his face in the smoke was a bit ugly.

Yang Zhao didn't understand, but he understood.

After playing a lap, Wen Lei stood up and said to Song Hui, "Let's go to the bathroom."

Song Hui said, "I don't want to go to the bathroom."

Wen Lei clicked his tongue and said, "Come with me."

Jiang Qing said: "You can also be accompanied when you go to the toilet."

Wen Lei said cheerfully, "I'm afraid of the dark."

Song Hui rolled his eyes at him, stood up, and said to Jiang Qing, "Help me code the cards."

"Uh-huh."

Wen Lei closed the toilet door, lowered his voice, and said to Song Hui, "What are you two doing?"

Song Hui still pretended to be stupid, came to the sink, lowered his head and washed his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Lei leaned against the door and said, "Are you playing the husband and wife card?"

Song Hui said, "Nonsense."

Wen Lei said: "She doesn't know how to play, and you still wait for her to order the big cards, so you don't give Brother Sheng face?"

Song Hui washed his hands, drenched in water, turned to Wen Lei and said, "Have you seen her before?"

Wen Lei: "No, it's the first time, what's the matter?"

Song Hui said, "She blackmailed Brother Sheng five thousand yuan, do you know that?"

Wen Lei was startled, "What?!"

Song Hui told what happened at the police station before, and Wen Lei frowned. Song Hui said: "I don't know why Brother Sheng is looking for her, but this woman is so pretentious, I just can't understand her."

Wen Lei glared at him and said, "Be careful what you say."

Song Hui snorted coldly. At this time, there was a light knock on the toilet door, and Jiang Qing's voice came in, "You guys haven't finished yet, what's wrong?"

Wen Lei held the doorknob, and finally said to Song Hui: "Whoever Brother Sheng wants to find is his own business, since he found this woman, then she is my sister-in-law, you should sell me and Brother Sheng together." Save face." After he finished speaking, he opened the door, Jiang Qing's expression was a little worried, Wen Lei smiled at her, and walked past her.

Jiang Qing hurried into the toilet and closed the door.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, did you quarrel?"

Song Hui's face was a little ugly, "No."

Jiang Qing said, "Did we win too much?"

Song Hui patted Jiang Qing's head, "It's fine."

Jiang Qing pouted and muttered softly: "Why are you letting her go? I'm also a woman, and I don't see them letting me go."

Song Hui pinched her little nose and said, "You are so good, graduate students, we don't need them to let us."

Jiang Qing pulled Song Hui with a smile, and said, "I'll beat her two big ones later, how about it. But we all won her by two hundred, won't it be too much?"

Song Hui said: "You can hit as much as you want, it's okay. At worst, I don't want her so much for a while."

"Uh-huh."

Back at the poker table, Yang Zhao was carefully looking at his cards. Wen Lei felt a little strange after hearing Song Hui's words. He sat back on the stool, and Yang Zhao was only half a meter away from him.

She sat very straight, but not in a rigid way, but straightened her back naturally and relaxed. She looked at her cards very carefully, as if thinking about what to play next.

She played very seriously, but Wen Lei felt that she was serious not because she lost too much and wanted to win back, she was just doing what she was doing seriously.

Wen Lei lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, then smiled softly.

No matter what Song Hui said, Wen Lei felt that Yang Zhao was not annoying.

After a while, Chen Mingsheng came over with a cane.

Wen Lei quickly stood up, "Brother Sheng! Are you ready for dinner?"

Chen Mingsheng said: "The fish stew is ready, we can eat later."

Old Wang stood up and said to Chen Mingsheng: "Mingsheng, come on, you sit and play for a while."

Chen Mingsheng said, "You don't play anymore?"

Lao Wang thumped his waist and said, "It's no good, I'm old, and my whole body hurts after sitting for a while. I'll go to the house and watch TV."

Chen Mingsheng propped up his crutches and sat in Lao Wang's seat, who happened to be Yang Zhao's opponent. The light was on the roof of the shed on Yang Zhao's side, while Chen Mingsheng's side was a bit dim, the room was filled with smoke, and the light from the ceiling shone on the white mahjong cloth, making it a bit dazzling.

Yang Zhao raised his eyes and saw Chen Mingsheng lighting his cigarette with his head bowed, and suddenly smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth.

Both Song Hui and Jiang Qing were looking at their own cards carefully. Only Wen Lei saw Yang Zhao's smile.

The smile stunned him.

He seemed to understand the meaning of that smile, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that he didn't understand anything.

Yang Zhao's smile was fleeting, and when Chen Mingsheng raised his head after lighting his cigarette, Yang Zhao's gaze had already turned to the card.

"Should we continue to fight, or start a new one?" Chen Mingsheng said.

Jiang Qing quickly glanced at Song Hui, and Song Hui understood, and said, "Go on, we've fought so much."

Chen Mingsheng nodded.

When it was Yang Zhao's turn, she placed a 30,000 card.

Jiang Qing: "Touch! Five."

Chen Mingsheng looked at the card pool for a while, and then played a card of 20,000.

"Huh?" Yang Zhao looked at his cards and said, "Touch."

She picked up the 20,000, three 20,000 in a row.

Jiang Qing took a quick look at Song Hui, who lowered his head and looked at his cards.

Yang Zhao felt that this round was a bit strange. Everyone's playing speed is obviously slower than before.

Jiang Qing was Chen Mingsheng's previous family. When Lao Wang was around, she could feel that Lao Wang wanted to throw cards all at once, but it was Chen Mingsheng's place.

Afraid of giving Chen Mingsheng a shot, she winked at Song Hui.

"Eight."

Song Hui pushed the card away, "Hu, hehe, wife."

Before he could finish his music, Chen Mingsheng put down the cards, held a cigarette in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I stopped."

Everyone looked over, Chen Mingsheng Hu's side, Song Huihu's single clip. Because Chen Mingsheng was the upper family, this trick was stopped.

Jiang Qing glanced at it and breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's just an ordinary poor man.

Wen Lei was on the side, almost laughing out loud.

Look, let's get revenge.

Yang Zhao continued to fight inexplicably, she couldn't tell who was strong and who was not, but in the next few rounds, Yang Zhao never fired a cannon again.

After a while, Pharaoh came out to have a look.

"Hey, how's the battle going?"

Just after a round of cards was played, Chen Mingsheng stood up and said, "I'm going to see the fish, you can catch it." He entered the kitchen with a cane, and Yang Zhao turned to Wen Lei and said, "Can you play for me for a while?" what?"

Wen Lei understood, "Yes, I will."

Yang Zhao stood up, changed places with Wen Lei, and then entered the kitchen.

The kitchen of Chen Mingsheng's house has no door, only a piece of cloth blocking it. Yang Zhao put down the cloth, covering most of the outside view.

Chen Mingsheng was standing on one leg, looking at a pot of soup.

Yang Zhao walked over.

She didn't speak, but just stood there looking at him. Chen Mingsheng held back for a while, but couldn't help it, and let out a low laugh. He turned his head, looked at Yang Zhao, and said, "What are you doing?"

Compared with him, Yang Zhao's expression was a little more serious.

"Chen Mingsheng, did you let me play just now?"

"Huh?" Chen Mingsheng took some soup with a spoon and tasted it.

Yang Zhao said, "You fed the cards, right?"

Chen Mingsheng turned around and said, "We are opponents, how can I give you cards?"

Yang Zhao was taken aback, and said, "Can't the opponent give cards?"

Chen Mingsheng: "I can't."

"Oh." Yang Zhao nodded and looked at the fish soup. After a while, she turned her eyes and stared at Chen Mingsheng's expression.

After staring at it for a while, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Chen Mingsheng, are you bluffing me?"

Chen Mingsheng pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed silently.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath, but she couldn't shout or move, so she could only swallow the breath again.

Chen Mingsheng put down the spoon, leaned sideways on the kitchen counter, and looked at Yang Zhao with his head half down, with a half-smile on his face.

There is the sound of gurgling fish soup in the kitchen, and the sound of crackling mahjong outside.

Yang Zhao looked into his dark eyes and suddenly felt a little hot.

Chen Mingsheng lowered his head slowly and kissed Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao hugged Chen Mingsheng's waist and said, "There are still people outside."

Chen Mingsheng walked around behind Yang Zhao with one hand, held Yang Zhao's round buttocks through the long skirt, and let her stick to his body. He whispered hoarsely in her ear: "then you don't make a sound..."

They kissed passionately.

Yang Zhao felt a sudden sense of excitement.

That dark red curtain separated the two worlds.