I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 151 In Action (Fight the Landlord)
Although I didn't ask about it, Mu Sheng was always troubled by such small things, and the big deal was to make troubles on his own, although it took some time.

However, the simple version of playing cards did not affect Mu Sheng's interest.

He hooked his fingers towards Wuchen, "Come here to play cards?".

Wuchen looked at the marked envelope in the wife's hand, and looked at the wife with a big head full of question marks: "Playing cards?".

Mu Sheng shook his head, these people are so boring, why do they feel like a fool who knows nothing, don't they usually relieve boredom when they are bored?
"Will you play with me?".

There is no reason for Wu Chen not to agree: "The wife master says how to play, and Wu Chen will definitely accompany her."

Mu Sheng approached with a smile and called An Shan over.

An Shan was a little polite: "You guys are just playing, I'm so old, it's not appropriate to join in the fun with you."

"Brother, where are you, the most charming and the best-looking one here belongs to you, you are all talking nonsense here."

Dust-free: "...".

"It's better for the wife-owner to call his father-in-law."

An Shan gave his son a rare white look. Whoever is praised is unhappy, it's really a disgrace, no matter how he looked back then, he was also one of the best.

It's a pity that this son inherited nothing from his father except fair skin.

But it's not a bad thing.

"What? Your father and I are too old to watch?".

Wu Chen repeatedly shook his head to please his father, but he never thought that his father would care about this: "No! No! Dad will always be the youngest in Wu Chen's heart".

An Shan didn't care about it, but he still corrected Mu Sheng: "After all, seniority matters, it's better to be called father-in-law, so don't let people chew your tongue."

Mu Sheng smiled and agreed: "Yes! Yes! Yes! I understand! I understand!".

"It was my mistake. I shouldn't judge people by their appearances. I couldn't help calling it out. I didn't think about it."

Sure enough, this mouth can make An Shan happy whether it is before or after amnesia.

Woman's mouth deceitful ghost.

Mu Sheng didn't take advantage of it and explained the rules of Fighting the Landlords in great detail.

The rules are as follows: "*&#@&&#*#%#………".

"Do you understand? I don't understand, let me explain again"

An Shan nodded first, expressing that he understood, and it sounded quite interesting.

Both of them looked clean.

"Wuchen, don't you understand?".

Wuchen shook his head and nodded again, finally nodded firmly: "Understood".

Shinle, who was holding his big head at the side, also interjected, rubbing his hands to express his eagerness: "Master, I also understand."

Mu Sheng took Shen Le's ear and pulled it aside: "Don't learn what adults do, children, have you finished your homework?".

Shenle pursed her mouth and stopped talking. Every time she was asked about homework, Shenle was the most timid. Those words were very strange. Although she knew every word, when they were combined, they became deep and difficult. Moving, even looking at it gives me a headache and I want to doze off.

But Mu Sheng didn't really plan to pursue anything in Shen Le's homework. She took a few glances by herself, it was amazing, she knew every word, but she didn't know the combination of them together, and her head hurt when she looked at it .

Mu Sheng talked about the last key point, "Whoever runs out of cards first wins."

Then began to shuffle the cards. While Mu Sheng was shuffling the cards, An Shan raised a question: "Since it is about winning or losing, what is the bet?".

Without thinking, Mu Sheng blurted out: "Money!".

"Five coppers in one round, bombs, double kills with one hand."

Wu Chen frowned, even though it had been a long time, and he knew that flowers were not flowers and fog was not fog, but there was still something in his heart that he couldn't get rid of.

Isn't this just gambling in disguise?Wuchen has never had a good opinion of gambling.

Wu Chen looked at the man in front of him, wondering why the day could change without a weather forecast.

Could it be that... no money?

But men all want face, Mu Sheng thought that if he can't expose it in public, he should change his bet.

"Then why don't we just draw turtles, and the winning one draws casually on the faces of the two losing ones, and if it doubles, it will be more talkative."

Although Wuchen still has some small pimples in his heart, it is nothing more than fear that the wife master will not learn well, but thinking about it can't dampen the wife master's interest, besides, it's not a gambling, it's just a fun for the family, just think about it. A: "What the wife says is what she says".

Then Eleven and Twelve cleverly went to move the small table over, and then brought ink pens and inkstones, snacks and good tea, all prepared properly.

"But it's a pity that Aze is not here. He seems to have never stopped since he came back. Except for changing our medicine, there is no one to see. Now the medicine is changed less frequently and there is no one."

The three of them had already started to draw cards, of course Wuchen's card was drawn by Eleven, and he was just in charge of pointing out Jiang Shan.

Nodded: "Yes, Aze doesn't know what happened recently."

In fact, Wuchen felt a little worried in his heart and thought about it, but it was inconvenient for so many people to speak out.

You can't guess randomly or you have to wait for Aze to come back so he can ask him clearly.

After a few rounds, Mu Sheng's face was still clean with just a few strokes, An Shan could still see it, but Wu Chen's face was a bit hard to see.

A big bastard is solidly printed, and even the details of the tortoise shell are drawn on stroke by stroke.

The credit for this is naturally Mu Sheng.

Wu Chen became more and more unconvinced, his face must be in a mess now.

Eleven felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look directly at the lord's face. It must be that he was unlucky and couldn't catch good cards, so the lord lost so badly.

From daytime, after a hasty meal, to night, I moved to the side hall and continued to call.

Wu Chen didn't let go of his ears and was about to start painting the turtle's shell.

However, Wu Chen and An Shan, the father and son, gradually got used to it and learned the routines.

So Mu Sheng's face is not fair now.

But the painting is not a tortoise. In order to get revenge, Wuchen slapped his wife with a few big cockroaches on his face.

Then there are all kinds of patterns.

The few people who were serving had already lost sight of their own masters.

But An Shan is a little old after all, and he still worries about snacks during the day, his body is a little tired, he really can't stand the doze, so he retreats first.

When Chairman Mao came back, he glanced at a few of them, and it was obvious that he didn't want to get along with them.

Before Wuchen raised his hand to greet him, Zedong turned and left without even giving him an extra look.

Suddenly, I felt that I was a bit of a dog and a mouse, meddling in my own business.

But I can't play without someone, Shenle's eyes are red, and his hands are itchy: "Master, let me play for a while, please."

Wu Chen reckoned that he should be playing a bit too much now, he was only thinking about how to avenge his wife, and he was eager to try.

Mu Sheng reckoned for some time, and it would take some time before that person came. If he didn't do something, he would be bored to death.

After changing people and washing his face again, Mu Sheng wiped the face of the little sheep while admiring his work with a cloth towel.

(End of this chapter)