You don't understand the pain of being rich

Seeing Ming Ran and Ming Zhuo, they were about to quarrel again.

Really, as expected of cousins, they are equally ruthless!

Ning Chao hurriedly interjected.

On the one hand, it was to keep the two of them from beating each other, and on the other hand, he was still curious about the rich family playing mahjong after dinner.

He asked, "Would you be able to lose hundreds of thousands in a fight?"

The two cousins ​​did not speak.

There are hundreds of thousands and millions of dollars out there, but grandpa will never get involved in such things.

Grandpa likes to play mahjong, but only with his family.

Because he was fighting outside, others wanted to support him, to make the old man happy and win happiness, so that we could talk about business later.

All mahjong is business.

Grandpa finds this very off-putting.

Play mahjong!It's just the feeling of playing, if you dismantle the cards and play all the cards I want, then I won't be happy if I win!

So grandpa never only plays at home.

Playing at home, how can it be a big game, everyone is a family, and they are not sitting together to launder money.

Ming Zhuo was also very speechless when he mentioned the rules of his own family, but this is the truth.

"We threshed corn."

Ning Chao: Ha, I understand!

The corn kernels you mentioned must not be the corn kernels of popcorn.

Ning Chao also lowered his voice and was very cooperative: "Is it Jindouzi's jargon?"

He said he also understood.

Gentlemen, he is a well-read man. Although he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs running!

Mingzhuo tried hard to control himself.

He saw Ming Ran looking at him with a threatening face, so he couldn't jump up and cross the balcony to hit Ning Chao on the head.

you in the end!To the giants!What a strange idea!

Ming Zhuo controlled his body, but he couldn't control his voice.

He yelled: "It's corn! Corn on the cob! Each grain costs one yuan, and at the end everyone counts the grains and transfers money on WeChat! Do you want to beat them?"

Ning Chao: No!Why do wealthy families eat corn?Why do wealthy families have corn kernels!

But hit.

Of course.

Friends, Ning Chao is very good at playing mahjong, sit at the poker table, and be possessed by the God of Gamblers!

He is a person who plays mahjong or Doudizhu every now and then under the name of Piao Zai.

Going downstairs, grandpa was sitting there, looking very serious.

With a cold face, the scar on his face is extremely fierce.

"How did you get the scar on Grandpa's face?"

Ning Chao thought he would hear a bunch of underworld family histories.

Ming Ran: "...Grandpa fell on the ground when he was a child."

What a family history of the underworld.

After getting on the sandalwood table, Ning Chao squinted and stared at the table, realizing that it really wasn't an automatic mahjong machine.

It is the table.

Mahjong is just mahjong tiles, which are warm to the touch, but obviously not emerald gold.

Grandpa sits first in Dongfeng, with a serious face, Ming Ran's father plays with the old man, and the remaining two seats are Ming Ran and Ning Chao.

Ming Zhuo didn't play, and sat behind Ning Chao eating strawberries.

The strawberries are so big and plump, like a pink morning glow.It is sweet and refreshing, without a little sourness, and it will not be greasy after eating too much, and it will not feel thirsty.

So Ning Chao and Ming Zhuo had a good time.

Without an automatic mahjong machine, there is only good at shuffling the cards.

In fact, Ning Chao has always been worried. After all, he shuffled the cards with his hands. The card table is not very big. If four people shuffle the cards, they will touch each other's hands no matter what.

It's embarrassing to touch hands when you first walk in the door.

Grandpa Ming Ran, an old genius who started from scratch, it seems that it is not good to touch the old man's hand.

Ming Ran's father, a shrewd and powerful man of the rich second generation, is not bald at all even though he is middle-aged. He has shiny pomade and big back, full of elite temperament, wrinkles around his eyes and smile lines around his mouth, showing that this son is terrifying everywhere!

It doesn't work to touch Dad's hand.

So Ning Chao strenuously shuffled the cards over to Ming Ran.

Come on!

Only your hand can touch it!

After all, Ming Ran is an idol, several people from the company chase after his ass every day to take care of him.

Hand cream is often applied, the joints are clear, white and straight.It also has a little coolness, and it touches a little in the mahjong tiles, soft and delicate.

Sitting behind Ning Chao, Ming Zhuo gnawed on strawberries.

He doubted his eyes a little.

Ning Chao, what are you doing here?

Playing cards, why, touch your hands.

As I said before, Mingzhuo has quite a lot of friends, he has money and leisure, and his circle is not small.

However, Ming Zhuo asked himself, he would not touch his buddies' hands while playing cards.

Ming Zhuo: Ah this!

what's the situation.

The grandfather over there said inscrutably: "Xiao Chao, did you know that my first sum of money was won by the casino."

Ning Chao pinched the strawberry and shrank back suddenly.

He thought to himself, it's over, I'm afraid I'm going to lose everything today.

But how much can you lose in one dollar mahjong?

Still affordable.

So Ning Chao sat down and rushed.

Then Grandpa lost everything.

If in the old society it was the kind of loser who needed to go out and pawn their underwear to pay off their debts.

It's that tragic.

The old man's face became even more gloomy.

Ning Chao: "...uh."

Ming Ran's father was still laughing there, very gentle: "The old man is unlucky, I'm used to losing every day. Forty thousand."

Ning Chao pushed the card: "Jiahu. Uncle, you lit the cannon."

Ming Ran's father: ...? ?

So in the end, the three lost, and only Ning Chao won.

Ning Chao secretly asked Ming Ran, did grandpa really win the first pot of gold in the casino.

If this card skill can win money in the casino, I am afraid that not all the casino staff will play him.

Ming Ran suppressed a smile, and said no, it was because of selling scallion oil noodles.

After playing mahjong, sit together and eat porridge.

The aunt at home cooked seafood porridge, which was thick and fragrant, and Ning Chao ate two bowls.

Grandpa and Dad didn't eat, it seemed that they were a little suspicious of life after losing, and they had to go upstairs to work and earn a hundred times the money to be happier.

Ming Ran went to the kitchen to find garlic for Ning Chao, and Ming Zhuo came over.

"So you're here to celebrate Ming Ran's birthday?"

Ning Chao himself couldn't figure out what he was here for.

He felt that he was just accompanying Ming Ran to save Ming Ran from feeling uncomfortable.

Br>

Ming Zhuo said intentionally.

"Let me tell you about the burning past? For example, why did he insist on pursuing his dreams in the entertainment industry? Let me tell you, his mother and..."

Ning Chao turned his head to look at Ming Zhuo.

"Thank you."

He interrupted Ming Zhuo.

"When he wants to tell me, I will listen. When he doesn't want me to know, I won't peek into his past from others."

Ming Zhuo was taken aback.

He Ababa: "...Don't you want to know?"

Ning Chao laughed.

"We stand in the present and cherish each other. The past and the future are so important."

Mingzhuo's face was stiff: "Your words seem a little gay."

"And when I was playing cards, I saw you trying to touch Ming Ran's hand all the time."

Ning Chao: ... What?no!I just can't touch his father and his grandfather's hands!

Before he could refute, a few peeled garlic cloves were placed beside the bowl.

As soon as he raised his head, Ming Ran stood beside him with downcast eyes.

"Your garlic is here." Ming Ran said softly.

His hair was a little messed up at the temples, making him look a little pure and fragile.

Extremely Beautiful.

Ming Zhuo: "Your face is red."

Ming Ran: "...shut up."

After eating the porridge, they went back to the room.

In order to prevent Ming Zhuo from poking his head out of the balcony, they sat on the sofa.

From the vinyl record player on the fireplace next to it, came the low sound of a cello.

Ning Chao touched the birthday present in his pocket.

This was a real birthday present, not like any drone he bought or something.

He sat down next to Ming Ran.

Ming Ran seemed a little cramped, sat upright and obediently, with his knees together and his hands on his knees.

Ning Chao took it out.

A few pieces of paper are letters written by each identity to Ming Ran.

Ning Chao, who was still on the horse, didn't say anything.

After all, those are still the dignity of the waistcoat spirit!

For Lai Zai, he is the anchor and ignites the audience.

For Luan Dai, he is the author, and Ming Ran is the book fan.

Arranged like this, in the end, for Ning Chao, he is a teammate and Ming Ran is the captain.

Ning Chao scratched his head.

He actually didn't know why he came up with this idea.

——Hi, Ming Ran, let's get to know each other again.

I wrote something for you, and I cut myself open to give you my heart.

look!It's for Ming Ran!

He also took the small imitation red bean ruby ​​sent by Ming Ran, and entrusted his relationship to find a very good craftsman in the industry, and made two bracelets by stringing the small red beans.

With diamonds and platinum on it, it is small and shiny, beautiful and cute.

One for you and one for me.

Ning Chao held back for a long time, and finally said: "Ming Ran, you are the best."

You are the best.

Really.

You are worth so much.

Without you, Ning Chao knew that he might have cashed in on filming and ran away long ago, and he wouldn't have gained so much.

Ming Ran was somewhat shocked by these.

He looked down, stretched out his fingers to touch, raised his eyes, and smiled.

"When I went home before, I just felt bored, Mingzhuo hated me, and grandpa was too serious. My father didn't understand me, and my mother... Oh, you didn't see me this time. My mother and Mingzhuo's mother went to Vietnam on a cruise ship. played."

And this time when Ning Chao accompanied him, what was the difference from going home before?

"I didn't know until you came that Mingzhuo and I have the same hobbies. Perhaps in Luan Dai's book review area, we had a happy exchange with each other to remind us to change."

Ming Ran's eyes crooked: "Grandpa lost all the corn kernels, Dad can't even help, it's funny and sad."

"I was just watching my family coldly. I only felt that I was the most innocent and wronged. But you dragged me into the real world, which made me see too much fun."

Ning Chao moved closer: "You have a sweet mouth."

Good to speak!

Ming Ran stretched out his hand and put it lightly on the back of Ning Chao's hand.

"I don't want to wear the sapphire bracelet you gave me before?"

Ning Chao: "... Wearing this, this is unusual."

Ming Ran put on this pair of bracelets, one for himself and the other for Ning Chao.

He coaxed Ning Chao: "Go to sleep, wake up and we will go home."

Ning Chao suddenly became sober.

Eh.I don't sleep.

But yes, we go home.

Ming Ran said so, but the stereotype left by his family will not disappear completely in a short time.

What stereotype?

Mingzhuo is an annoying person who only eats dry food, his father doesn't care about others, and his grandfather is old-fashioned and old-fashioned.

But within two days, Grandpa led Ming Zhuo to the villa where Ming Ran and the others lived.

When Ning Chao and Ming Ran rushed home, Ming Zhuo was standing at the door.

Ning Chao was surprised: "Why are you standing here? Didn't I tell you the password to open the door?"

Ming Zhuo looked at Ming Ran and said provocatively.

"My jio will never step into your door!"

Ning Chao: "...then you walk in with your hands upside down."

Ming Zhuo seemed to be dragged here by his grandfather.

After Mute's fingerprint was directly unlocked, Ning Chao took the lead to enter the door, and the two surnamed Ming behind couldn't understand each other, so they turned their heads away and didn't speak.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Grandpa's back.

The old man was facing Ning Howling Pig.

Make a serious sound.

"Hey hey hey~~little cat~"