Sparrow God Reborn

It rained all night, and the next day was sunny, and the sun came out at seven or eight o'clock.

The breakfast stalls on the street were set up early, and the big steamed buns were steaming in the steamer, which was a torment for two hungry people.

Hao Meng swallowed, and asked Fang Dahai: "How long will it be?"

Fang Dahai was a little impatient, and said: "It's almost there... Huh?" His eyes lit up: "It's here!"

At the end of a row of shops on the side of the road, there is a huge signboard that is particularly conspicuous. In broad daylight, there is a string of colorful lights on the signboard, blinking, almost making people think it is a hair salon.The billboard surrounded by colorful lights reads: Zheng's Tea Garden.

When I got closer, I could see clearly that this Zheng's tea garden was not small in size, and it was different from the Saobao lanterns facing the street. It was really a tea garden when you walked in.The decoration is like a homestay, with a flat Chinese style, promenades and courtyards. Walking in, there are waiters in cloth gowns passing by carrying tea, which is quite antique.

Not far from the door, you can see the cash register. The cash register is also very quaint, but there are a row of drinks in the cabinet, such as Coke, cigarettes, white wine, Wanglaoji, and a red statue of the God of Wealth sitting on the top. Cleaned up.

The woman standing behind the cashier raised her head and asked with a smile, "Who are you, please? Drink tea or play cards?"

"Look for someone." Fang Dahai said, and winked at Hao Meng again, telling him to wait.

Hao Meng nodded, wanting to find a seat next to him. He and Fang Dahai, although their clothes were dry from the rain last night, their distressed appearance still attracted strange glances from some people in the hall. .

On the table with the best lighting in front of the door, sat an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, as handsome as a silver doll, with a pair of ingot ears.I was immersed in my homework, and there was a thick pile of test papers next to it. On the top, there was a big homework book, and I wrote "Summer Vacation Life".Hao Meng gave him a sympathetic look, and it happened that the boy raised his head, met Hao Meng's gaze, was stunned, and then lowered his head expressionlessly.

His temper doesn't look good.

Just as he was thinking, Fang Dahai finished talking with the woman at the cash register, and a waiter in a sarong came over. Fang Dahai said, "Brother Mengmeng, let's go!"

Fighting side by side overnight, the revolutionary friendship rose rapidly, so he jumped from "Brother Hao" to "Brother Mengmeng", but Hao Meng didn't think there was anything to be happy about being called a bitch.

The waiter led the two through the hall. The tea garden is also divided into good places. The hall is separated by a screen. You can drink tea and chat here. The courtyard scenery is very good. A row of gardenias are planted next to the gate, which is fragrant .The card players are divided into separate tearooms, and the sounds of mahjong and talking can be faintly heard from a row of rooms on the long corridor.

The waiter brought Hao Meng and Fang Dahai into an empty tea room. On the top of the tea room door were written three bold characters: "Julongtan".

Fang Dahai was very excited when he saw the name, and said, "This name is really auspicious! Julongtan, we are dragons!"

Hao Meng: "...it looks like the water is very deep."

The waiter has gone to serve tea, Hao Meng and Fang Dahai are sitting at the mahjong table, there is only a sofa, mahjong table and chairs in the Julongtan room, very simple.There are a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which looks a bit elegant at first glance.

But Hao Meng is not in the mood to appreciate it right now.

Fang Dahai told him: "When you see Boss Zheng later, remember to show him some face. Even though you are here to win him today, don't make it too ugly. It will be bad if he becomes angry from embarrassment."

Hao Meng picked up a mahjong piece casually and held it in his hand, saying, "Understood."

The owner of Zheng's Tea Garden is Zheng Hongyi. Ten years ago before he became the owner of the tea garden, he had another identity as a professional mahjong player.

However, more than ten years ago, Hao Meng was still working for his uncle in the countryside, and he had never met Mao Yihu, and he didn't know anything about Sparrow Tan.

Zheng Hongyi was also a well-known number one figure in the sparrow world, often appearing in newspapers.Such a person was reported for cheating in the final of a certain competitive mahjong championship, saying that he played cards abnormally, hinted at the players at the same table, affected the result of the game, seriously interfered with the game, was immediately disqualified from the game, and was notified.

Ten years ago, Hao Meng was still an ignorant teenager, and Zheng Hongyi was also a passionate man.After being disqualified from the competition, he disobeyed the referee and made trouble unreasonably. The rules of the competition system at that time were handed over to the sports management agency.The sports management agency shall not participate in the competition for life.

Zheng Hongyi's appeal was invalid, and the competition organizing committee rejected the appeal. A lifelong disqualification from the competition has no future for an athlete. What's more, Zheng Hongyi is desperate for face. After being widely reported by the media for cheating, he left the team angrily and quit the competition Mahjong ring.

More than ten years have passed, a generation of newcomers replaced the old ones in the sparrow world, rookies emerged one after another, an old one, and such a disgraceful sparrow hand, has long been forgotten by others, who knew that he would suddenly appear in such a place? In this small town, there is also a tea garden that combines elegance and vulgarity.

The waiter brought tea and a plate of fruit.Hao Meng poked a piece of watermelon, and asked Fang Dahai while eating: "However, how do you know so clearly? I forgot to ask before." He swallowed the watermelon and asked, "Brother Hai, are you a local?"

"No!" Fang Dahai chewed an orange petal, and said vaguely: "I have only been here for less than a week! But I have acquaintances in this area, and I wanted to see where I could get rich. I understand." He laughed "hehe" twice: "In the information age, information is money!"

Thinking that the first time he met Fang Dahai was at Lei Ge's "casino", Hao Meng also knew Fang Dahai a little bit.He asked: "Is it true that as long as you play mahjong well, you can stay here?"

"Anyway, I heard people say that," Fang Dahai thought for a while, "I heard that Zheng Hongyi started recruiting people who are good at mahjong a few years ago. Come and play a few rounds of mahjong with him. If you think it's good, you can eat it I don’t know what to do, but the standard of living is not bad.” At this point, Fang Dahai also looked puzzled: “What do you think he can do? Recruit troops to make a comeback? Impossible, he was banned for life.”

Hao Meng couldn't think of any clues, and only heard Fang Dahai say again: "It doesn't matter, what does he do, Mengmeng, you play mahjong so well, Zheng Hongyi cherishes your talent, and I must protect you. During your stay here, Lei Ge can't trouble you." He said: "I have to find a chance to go back quickly, my Walkman is still in the house."

Hao Meng: "Walkman is expensive?"

"That's not true." Fang Dahai had a look of nostalgia on his face: "It was given to me by my first love."

Thinking about the ancient appearance of the Walkman, and looking at Fang Dahai's age, Hao Meng really believed it when he said it was a gift from his first love.

"Then where is your first love now?" He asked curiously.

"Married!" Fang Dahai said carelessly, "Married to a rich jerk! Damn, I hate the rich jerk the most in my life!"

Hao Meng: ...

Noticing Hao Meng's expression, Fang Dahai realized what he said, and hurriedly said, "Hey, I'm not talking about you, you don't look like a bad boy, and you have no money!"

It's better not to explain...

Just as he was talking, the door of the tea room opened suddenly, and a person walked in from the outside.

This person is wearing a blue-gray long cloth jacket and black cloth shoes. In summer, the air-conditioning in the house does not make it hot, which matches the style of the tea garden.

He walked to the mahjong machine, sat down opposite Hao Meng, and asked, "Who is looking for me?"

This man was about 40 years old. Although he was not too old, his hair was quite gray. He had a round face, short and fat, and he moved slowly. He was holding a long pipe.It's like the old shopkeeper in the Republic of China period in old movies, with a bit of style, the only difference is that the shopkeepers are always kind, but this person has a gloomy face.He also wears a jade wrench on his thumb.

No matter what, Hao Meng couldn't connect the image in front of him with a competitive mahjong player.The temperament is too inconsistent.

"Are you Boss Zheng?" Fang Dahai stood up and was about to shake hands with him.

Zheng Hongyi didn't reach out his hand, but took a sip of tea by himself.

Fang Dahai endured and endured, and finally withdrew his hand and sat down again holding his breath under Hao Meng's eyes.

Zheng Hongyi asked: "Which one is the best at playing mahjong?"

"Me." Hao Meng said: "Boss Zheng, let's discuss it?" From the beginning to now, without playing cards, Hao Meng can also feel Zheng Hongyi's temper.Going straight to the point, expressing that he doesn't like nonsense, and being slow, expressing that Fang Dahai and Hao Meng don't pay much attention to him. Perhaps the only thing he is interested in is the ability to play mahjong. From this point of view, at this time, Zheng Hongyi finally has some A bit of a shadow of a competitive mahjong player.

Zheng Hongyi raised his eyelids, glanced at Hao Meng, and said, "I won't fight you, it's not me who fought you."

He said to the waiter in the room who was refilling tea: "Call Mrs. Zheng here."

Hao Meng and Fang Dahai looked at each other in blank dismay.

Soon, the door was opened again, and the waiter just now led someone in.Hao Meng felt a little glaring against the light, the door was closed, and the newcomer walked up to Zheng Hongyi, staring at Hao Meng and Fang Dahai indifferently.

It was actually the little boy Hao Meng saw on the table next to the cashier who was writing about his summer vacation life just after he came to the tea garden.

"Boss Zheng, what does this mean?" Fang Dahai frowned: "This kid..."

"This is my son, Mrs. Zheng." Zheng Hongyi said, "He is fighting with you."

The house was silent for a moment.

"Two people?" After all, it wasn't the first time Hao Meng played mahjong. He had met a lot of people from all walks of life over the years, so he quickly adjusted and asked, "Two people mahjong?"

Mrs. Zheng said: "That's right, two people mahjong, can we play or not?"

"Let's play!" Hao Meng agreed happily, but then thought of something, hesitated, and asked: "I heard before coming here that Boss Zheng is recruiting people who are good at mahjong. Can I ask if I win?" if……"

What good does it do if you win?

Mrs. Zheng sneered.

Zheng Hongyi still had that gloomy expression, and said indifferently: "If you win, you will be paid according to the amount of money, and you can also choose to live here and be my son's teacher."

teacher?

Hao Meng suddenly understood why Zheng Hongyi wanted to recruit so many mahjong masters.What Fang Dahai said was actually correct, he did plan to make a comeback, but Zheng Hongyi, who was banned for life, had no hope, so this new candidate was Zheng Hongyi's son.

To train his son to be a sparrow hand, and return to the sparrow altar to slap his face?

Zheng Hongyi was arrogant by nature, so he could indeed do such a thing.

Fang Dahai's expression seemed to understand.After all, Zheng Hongyi has been out of the football for many years, and the rules of the current competition system have also changed, and the style of play is constantly being updated. He can't do it alone, but he can find a bunch of teachers.

"I understand." Knowing what was going on, Hao Meng felt much more relaxed, and said, "Let's start, how many laps will count as a win?"

"Don't worry." Zheng Hongyi said: "You only asked how you won, not the chips you lost."

"I'm sorry." Hao Meng scratched his head and stayed with Mao Yi for a long time. It seemed that every time he cared about the winning chips, he asked, "How about losing?"

"It's very simple." After staring at Hao Meng for a long time, until Hao Meng felt strange, Zheng Hongyi smiled for the first time today, and said, "Leave one of your hands."