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Chapter 042 You Can't Go to the Table

It turns out that the sixth day of the first lunar month is Lian Beichuan’s birthday?

Gu Qingdai only sighed that the day he was born was quite good, generous and smooth.

She smiled calmly, "I'm not familiar with Mr. Lian, so why would you invite me to someone else's birthday?"

"What Shopkeeper Gu said is wrong. Aren't we familiar with each other?"

Someone walked in behind the curtain. Gu Qingdai looked back at the sound, but it was Lian Beichuan, Lian Yuchuan and Lian Zhenzhen.

It was Lian Yuchuan who spoke, while Lian Beichuan had an indifferent face, as cold as the weather outside.

Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here.

The birthday boy himself is here, and it's really lively now.

"What kind of wind brought the second and third masters here today?"

Gu Qingdai gave up her seat to them one by one, and then bent down to say hello to Lian Zhenzhen.

Lian Beichuan sat lazily across from Fan Zheng, "Three are missing and one is missing, right? I'll play two laps with Mr. Fan."

"I'm afraid of you!" Fan Zheng immediately slapped the table.

Na Wen quietly moved to the door of the room and smiled softly at Lian Yuchuan, "Third Master, please come in. I don't feel very well today, so I just wanted to come over and have a cup of hot tea."

Lian Yuchuan's palms had been itching for a long time, so he naturally wanted to touch the smell.

He pushed Lian Zhenzhen to Gu Qingdai and said, "Shopkeeper Gu, can Zhenzhen please look after you for a while?"

"I'm very happy." Gu Qingdai took Lian Zhenzhen's little hand.

Even Zhenzhen smiled and raised her head, "Sister, I have something to tell you."

Gu Qingdai raised her index finger and said, "Don't let them hear our little secret."

Lian Beichuan then tilted his head slightly and said in a somewhat preaching tone, "Children are not allowed to talk nonsense."

Lian Zhenzhen made a face at him and pulled Gu Qingdai to jump out of the card room.

Gu Qingdai first led Lian Zhenzhen around the teahouse, and then asked the waiter to deliver several plates of snacks to her room.

"Sister, do you usually live here?" Lian Zhenzhen chatted with Gu Qingdai while eating.

"Yes." Gu Qingdai placed the plate in front of her.

Lian Zhenzhen sighed, "It's a bit small. It's not as big as the room I live in."

"As long as you can live there."

"But the teahouse outside is not shabby at all. The jade balustrades are very beautiful."

Gu Qingdai held up her chin and answered the case, "What did you want to whisper to me just now?"

Lian Zhenzhen put down the snack in her hand and told her very seriously, "Today is my second brother's birthday."

"I heard about it."

"My father wanted to hold it with great fanfare, but my second brother disagreed and said that only elderly people like grandma should celebrate their birthdays."

Lian Beichuan knows how to keep a low profile. According to the status of their Lian family, it is normal to do something, but it would be abnormal not to do it.

"and after?"

Lian Zhenzhen drank half a glass of water and said, "My father can't compete with my second brother, so I decided to make it a small matter within the family. We have been making trouble in the house for most of the day today, and it hasn't ended yet."

"Then the birthday girl sneaks out with you?" Gu Qingdai couldn't help but laugh.

"My uncles and cousins ​​at home are used to flattering my second brother, which bothers him."

What Lian Zhenzhen said was similar to what Gu Qingdai had guessed. Fan Zheng, the guy who listens to the wind, was just talking nonsense.

But in a place as big as Luancheng, why did Lian Beichuan come to the Xingshi Tea House?

"Aren't there many shops open on the street?"

She blinked her eyes that looked very similar to Lian Beichuan's, "I think it's not too little, but my second brother is coming to your place."

"Perhaps the tea here suits his taste." Gu Qingdai made up a random reason for herself.

Lian Zhenzhen pursed her lips like a little adult, "It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it, there must be something hidden in it."

Gu Qingdai suddenly remembered something and cleared her throat, "Lu Minglan always goes to Lian's house to see you lately?"

"Sister Lanlan has been coming here quite frequently recently. Every time she says she comes to play with me, she always secretly asks me if my second brother is there."

Gu Qingdai did not ask any more questions, and only asked Lian Zhenzhen to stay in the back room for a while, while she went outside to look after her for a while before coming in to accompany her.

Lian Zhenzhen was lying on Gu Qingdai's bed, with a satisfied expression as if she had eaten and drank enough, "Sister, go and come back quickly."

Gu Qingdai walked around the teahouse and saw Qin Liuer already on the stage singing a ditty.

"Wu Nong's soft words are just different from northern ditties." Wen Moran walked to Gu Qingdai's side and expressed his approval.

"I thought the young master had left. That's disrespectful."

"I want to wait for Fan Zheng, maybe he won't be willing to play after a while."

Gu Qingdai looked at him in surprise, "I didn't expect that young master to be quite sincere towards Young Master Fan."

"He is actually not a bad person. He puts everything on the surface, but there is another person inside..."

After hearing this, he stopped talking. The other person he was referring to was definitely not Lian Beichuan, but Fu Yanli.

"He really didn't come back to Oklahoma City during the Chinese New Year?"

"I lived in your Gu family's old house."

Gu Qingdai also let out a cold snort.

"Is he pestering shopkeeper Gu?" Na Wen asked very carefully, fearing to arouse Gu Qingdai's resentment.

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

But due to the nature of a teahouse, how can one open the door and not welcome guests? Why not just kick people out without making a fuss?

Gu Qingdai spoke vaguely and couldn't help but look up at the card room on the second floor.

At this time, the atmosphere on the mahjong table had already become extremely awkward.

Fan Zheng was ready for a fierce fight with Lian Beichuan, but found that Lian Beichuan ignored him at all.

"East wind."

"Gong."

"blank slate"

" eat."

Lian Beichuan targeted Fu Yanli everywhere, whether on the cards or in conversation.

At the beginning, Fu Yanli was still interested in being attached to Beichuan. He had already interacted with many children from wealthy families in Luancheng, and he had not even spoken to Lian Beichuan alone.

But after playing cards for a long time, he realized that Lian Beichuan's target today was not with Fan Zheng, but with him.

He thought about it and couldn't figure out where he had offended Lian Beichuan.

"Is it very hot in this room? Mr. Fu, why don't you stop sweating?" Lian Beichuan took out a foreign cigarette from the cigarette case and put it to his lips.

Lian Yuchuan immediately helped his second brother light it. It was rare for Lian Beichuan to touch cigarettes.

Fu Yanli was worried about the money in his pocket. It was not easy for him to get the money.

"Master Fu has such delicate skin and tender flesh that you can pick two ounces of rouge off his face."

"Second Master is really good at telling jokes."

Fu Yanli's hands were shaking even when he was playing cards. He cast a pleading look at Fan Zheng, trying to get Fan Zheng to mediate.

But Fan Zheng learned the lesson this time, and he had guessed the reason.

He originally regarded Fu Yanli as a person, and really thought that he was the young master of the Fu family who was temporarily in trouble.

When Nawen reminded him, he still felt that Nawen was stingy and suspicious.

Until Lian Beichuan spent a few hands of cards to get to the bottom of his eighteenth generation ancestors.

Fan Zheng is a fool, and he should know that his lies are full of loopholes.

When Lian Beichuan got mad again, Fu Yanli couldn't sit still at all.

"There are some tables that you can't sit on, and there are some people that you can't even touch. Think about yourself in everything, otherwise I will help you remove the fig leaf."

Lian Beichuan raised his eyebrows slightly and put out the fireworks on his lips with his fingertips.
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