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one

Yin Xueyan is never old. Ten years ago, Wu Lingren, who was holding her in the Bailemen Ballroom, was young, with her head propped up and her temples frosted. Some of them came to Taiwan Province Province to become idle consultants in iron works, cement works and man-made fiber factories, but a few of them became the chairman of the bank and the head of the office. No matter how the personnel changes, Yin Xueyan will always be Yin Xueyan. In Taipei, she still wears the plain white cheongsam with cicada shedding yarn, smiling all the way without even wrinkling her eyes.

Yin Xueyan is really charming. But no one can tell her true charm. Yin Xueyan never likes to wear rouge and powder, and sometimes she puts a little honey Buddha on her lips at most. Yin Xueyan doesn't like wearing red and green either. It's very hot. One summer, she was all silver and dressed up beautifully. Yes, Yin Xueyan has snow-white skin, exquisite figure, long face and a pair of pretty and quiet eyebrows, but these are not surprising places for Yin Xueyan. Everyone who has seen Yin Xueyan says so, and I don't know why. No matter how Yin Xueyan gestures, there is always a style that the world can't match. It's ugly when others stretch out and frown, but Yin Xueyan is charming when she does it. Yin Xueyan didn't say much, and neither did she. In an emergency, she inserted a few words of Shanghai dialect with Suzhou accent, which was both pleasant and pleasing. Some dancers are called Yin Xueyan because they are short of money, but it is also comfortable to go to Paramount to see Yin Xueyan's elegant demeanor and listen to her Wu Yi's soft words. On the dance floor, Yin Xueyan tilted her head slightly, swinging her waist lightly, and danced leisurely all the way. Although she danced the fast foxtrot, Yin Xueyan never lost her proper limit. She still looks so calm and light, like a catkin floating in the wind, with no roots at her feet. Yin Xueyan has her own melody. Yin Xueyan has her own beat. It will never affect her balance because of foreign migration.

Yin Xueyan's charming place is really unclear and countless. But one thing greatly increased her mystery. Yin Xueyan became famous, and it is inevitable to be jealous. Jealous sister began to say everywhere: Yin Xueyan's eight-character belt emphasizes evil, be a white tiger, and those who touch it will be defeated lightly and killed heavily. Who knows that it is for Yin Xueyan that she enjoys the reputation of being a heavy evil spirit, and all the men in Shanghai sheep farm have increased their great interest in her. When life is leisurely and rich, you can't help but want to take risks and break into this evil star that is popular all over Huangpu Beach. Wang Guisheng, the boss of the Wang family, a Shanghai cotton yarn chaebol, is one of the explorers. Driving a brand-new Cadillac every day, waiting for Yin Xueyan to finish her meal at the entrance of Paramount, they went to the roof garden on the 24th floor of the International Hotel and had a colorful supper together. Looking at the moon and bright stars in the sky, Wang Guisheng said that if he could build a ladder with his gold bars, he would climb to the sky to pinch the crescent moon and put it on Yin Xueyan's temple. Yin Xueyan smiled and remained silent. She held out her delicate hand and slowly put the small crescent cakes wrapped in Russian mullet roe into her mouth.

Wang Guisheng desperately invested and made money by hook or by crook, trying to pile up the original wealth into three loans for four times, knocking down the rich competitors around Yin Xueyan one by one, and then stringing diamonds and agates into chains, putting them around Yin Xueyan's neck and taking her home. When Wang Guisheng committed a felony of collusion between officials and businessmen and was shot and imprisoned, Yin Xueyan stayed at Paramount for one night, which was a mourning for Wang Guisheng.

In the end, Yin Xueyan was won by Hong, a hot director in Shanghai financial circles. Director Hong divorced his ex-wife, abandoned three children and agreed to Yin Xueyan's ten conditions. So Yin Xueyan became Mrs. Hong and lived in the luxurious garden house in the French Concession in Shanghai, which was received from the Japanese. In two or three months' time, Yin Xueyan, like a late pear flower, bloomed overwhelmingly in Shanghai's upper class.

Yin Xueyan really has the ability to press the field. Whenever there is a feast in China, no matter the nobles and celebrities present, dressed in mink, surrounded by beavers, when Yin Xueyan puts on her silver fox coat with lapels and waist, like the breeze in March, the whole audience seems to be smoked by this gust of wind, and they can't help but meet her. Yin Xueyan in the crowd, like an elf who has turned into ice and snow, Leng Yan is pressing, stepping in the footsteps of the wind, and the eyes of those gentlemen and ladies are all on fire together. This is Yin Xueyan: in the ballroom of Zhaofeng nightclub, in the corridor of Lanxin Theatre, and in the guest room of Houmen Mansion on Joffrey Avenue, all dressed in silver, leaning back on the sofa, smiling all the way, arresting managers, deputy managers, cotton mill owners and small businesses, as well as some nouveau riche and their wives.

However, director Hong's eight characters are a little soft and can't resist Yin Xueyan's heavy evil spirit. One year I lost my job, two years went bankrupt, and I didn't even find a job in Taipei. Yin Xueyan had a conscience when she left Director Hong. Apart from personal belongings, she only took away a famous Shanghai chef and two Suzhou aunts.

two

Yin Xueyan's new residence is located in the senior residential area of the fourth section of Ren 'ai Road. It's a brand-new western-style house. The living room is spacious and can accommodate two or three tables of banquets. Yin Xueyan deliberately manages her new mansion. The furniture in the living room is mahogany tables and chairs. A few old-fashioned big-backed sofas, Xiang embroidery pillows stuffed with black silk noodles, and Yuanyang playing in the water, when people sit down, they sink in half and lean against the soft silk pillows, which is very comfortable. People who have been to Yin Mansion all praise Yin Xueyan's living room for its proper layout, which makes people sit and leave. Mahjong hall, mahjong table and mahjong lamp with specialized mahjong equipment are all designed very exquisitely. Some guests like to dig flowers, and Yin Xueyan specially set aside a soundproof room where guests who dig flowers can sing freely. There is heating in winter and air conditioning in summer. Sitting in Yin Mansion, it is easy to forget the cold and heat outside Taipei. The antique vase on the living room table serves flowers at four o'clock. Yin Xueyan is very particular about flower patterns, and the rose shop on Zhongshan North Road sends selected fresh goods all the year round. Throughout the summer, Yin Xueyan's living room is filled with sweet and greasy tuberose.

Yin Xueyan's new mansion soon became a gathering place for her old rain and new knowledge. When an old friend came, he talked about the old saying that everyone had a nostalgic relationship. After a while, they complained in front of Yin Xueyan, as if Yin Xueyan was an eternal symbol of the Bailemen era in Shanghai and evidence of the prosperity of Beijing and Shanghai.

"Luca brasi, look at Platini's hair is white! I am still getting younger and younger like an evergreen tree! "

Wu Jingli is the general manager of a bank in Shanghai and a frequent visitor to Paramount. He came to Taipei for leisure and worked as a consultant in an iron factory. Seeing Yin Xueyan, he always likes to pull her half-jokingly and can't help but say this sentence in a self-pity tone. Wu Jingli's hair is really all white, and he suffers from severe rheumatism. He hobbles, has trachoma in his eyes and hair behind his eyes, and cries all the year round. His eyes have begun to fester, revealing pink flesh. In winter, Yin Xueyan always moved the electric heater in the living room to Wu Jingli's heel, personally offered a cup of Tieguanyin, and said cheerfully:

"No, michel platini is old and strong!"

Intimacy in my heart, restored a lot of self-confidence, blinked his bad eyelashes and presbyopia. In Yin Mansion, he cast a song "Sitting in the Palace" in public and sang in a desolate and hoarse voice:

I'm like a shallow water dragon,

Trapped on the beach.

Yin Xueyan has both kung fu to attract men and kung fu to attract women. The ladies who made friends with Yin Xueyan criticized her behind her back from Shanghai. When Yin Xueyan rose to the top of the world, this time the maids were angry and said, Zuo is just a woman with a waist, see how you climb. When Yin Xueyan's backer was unlucky, they lamented: Life can't escape, and angry women can't be provoked. However, for more than ten years, no maid-in-waiting had the heart to leave Yin Xueyan. When they arrived in Taipei, they all flocked to Yin Xueyan's mansion. They have to admit that Yin Xueyan does have some worrying things. Yin Xueyan got a 25% discount at Hongxiang Satin Zhuang in Taipei and chose the most beautiful embroidered shoes in the small garden. Yue Opera in A Dream of Red Mansions is Yin Xueyan's best. When Wu Yanli sang "Meng Lijun", Yin Xueyan could get a free front-row seat ticket. When she went to the Beijing-Shanghai snacks in Ximending, Yin Xueyan was even more varied. So this time, under the guidance of Yin Xueyan, the ladies visited Ximending, watched Yue Opera and ate osmanthus jiaozi in Sanliu. They often forget the unpleasant things in the past ten years, as if Yin Xueyan was full of the musk of Shanghai's world glory, and the middle-aged women who smoked this vicissitudes of life all entered a semi-drunk state, and could not help but talk about the crab yellow noodles in Shanghai Wuxiangzhai. These wives are usually easily emotional. Yin Xueyan expressed extensive sympathy for them all. She always listened patiently to their grievances and grievances, and said a few words of comfort when necessary to calm their anxious temper.

"Lose, lose everything! Anyway, there are old cows and horses at home, I don't lose money, others lose money for me! "

Whenever Mrs. Song loses money playing mahjong, she complains to Yin Xueyan. In Taiwan Province Province, Mrs. Song suffers from female menopause obesity. Her weight soared to 180 kilograms, and her figure was very bloated. If she walks too much, she will suffer from asthma. Mrs. Song has a lot of sad words, because her husband's assistant Song had an affair and was very cold to her. The other party was a slim little wine girl. More than ten years ago, Mrs. Song made a splash in social occasions in Shanghai, so she was particularly longing for the past days. Yin Xueyan is naturally the right person for Mrs. Song to pour out her heart, because only she can understand Mrs. Song's feelings of the past and the present. Sometimes when it comes to sadness, Mrs. Song can't help but hide her face and cry.

"Sister, Song family,' People can't be good for a thousand days, and flowers can't be red for a hundred days'. Who can guarantee a lifetime of prosperity? "

So Yin Xueyan handed the overheated towel to Mrs. Song to wipe her face and begged for mercy. Mrs. Song refused to accept her fate, but she always sobbed out her resentment:

"I can't believe my life is worse than others! Like Yin, you don't have to worry all your life. Naturally, someone will come to help farmers. "

three

Yin Xueyan really doesn't have to worry. The horses and chariots in front of Yinfu have never been broken. Although old friends regard Yin House as a paradise, general new knowledge has also found a rare attraction in other parts of Yin House. Yin Xueyan Mansion has always maintained its style. Yin Xueyan never lowered it to the ostentation and extravagance of Joffrey Street. People who come in and out, even if they are out of place, have their own identity and style, so everyone feels important when they enter Yin Mansion. Even the title that was abolished more than ten years ago, after being called by Yin Xueyan in a charming voice, has restored a lot of sense of superiority psychologically, just like being blocked. As for the general new knowledge, the underworld is a good place to establish social relations.

Of course, the most attractive thing is Yin Xueyan herself. Yin Xueyan is a very competent master. Every guest, regardless of age, was warmly received by her. As soon as we entered the Yin Mansion, sitting on the sofa covered with black silk cushions in the living room, everyone felt at home and didn't think of home. Therefore, the bid opening and birthday party are always held in Yin Mansion. Even if there are no tricks, everyone is notoriously gathered in Yin Mansion to form a poker game. In most days of the year, weddings and funerals are always held in Yin Mansion.

Yin Xueyan rarely ends up like this herself. In these days, she always prepares cards for her guests in advance. Sometimes two tables, sometimes three tables. She has a clear understanding of each guest's brand and characteristics, so the brand partners always match perfectly and never hurt her feelings. Yin Xueyan personally supervised two dry Suzhou aunts and greeted them. At noon, it is Ningbo rice cake or Huzhou zongzi. Dinner is the Beijing-Shanghai side dishes of famous chefs in Yin Mansion: gold and silver legs, princess chicken and grilled shrimp. Drunken crab-Yin Xueyan personally designed the revolving menu and turned out a table of exquisite banquets every day. In the early hours of the morning, two aunts held snow-white ice cubes sprayed with star toilet water to refresh their guests, and then served a bowl of chicken soup and silver noodles as supper. The table thrown by the guests is very generous, always two or three thousand at a time. Of course, guests who win money deserve to be excited, even those who lose money are willing. After eating and playing in Yin Mansion, Yin Xueyan called a taxi and sent them home one by one.

When the game was in full swing, Yin Xueyan put on light clothes, walked around a few tables, followed her windy footsteps, and patrolled back and forth lightly, like a silver-haired priestess, praying and sacrificing for the fighting people.

"Yuan, Platini lost again!"

Every time he was defeated, Wu Jingli blinked his rotten eyelash eyes and sent a cry for help to Yin Xueyan.

"It's still early, michel platini. It's your turn to touch everything in the next four laps. "

Yin Xueyan put a black silk chair cushion on Wu Jingli's back suffering from rheumatism, and piteously comforted the old man with perverse fate.

"Miss Yin, you see. I didn't play the wrong card tonight, so bad luck! "

The female guests there often ask Yin Xueyan for mercy. Sometimes Mrs. Song was in a hurry and didn't consider her identity, so she grabbed two dice and spat:

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Shameless, look at what Guang Chen you are! "

Yin Xueyan also walked over as usual and comforted them in a sympathetic tone. At this time, Yin Xueyan's words are as awesome as the Oracle. At the mahjong table, a person's fate often gets out of control, and the guests all beg Yin Xueyan's words to restore confidence and enhance their fighting spirit. Yin Xueyan stood by, three nines with golden mouths, slowly spouting smoke rings, and looked at her with pity as a group of proud, frustrated, old, mature, once all-powerful and once absolute beauty guests, killing each other enthusiastically.

four

Among the new guests, there is a middle-aged man named Xu Zhuangtu, a graduate of Shanghai Jiaotong University. He is handsome, tall and strong, and looks particularly handsome in a well-tailored suit. Xu Zhuangtu is a new industrial giant in Taipei. With the industrialization of Taipei, many large enterprises came into being. Xu Zhuangtu has a flexible mind and rich knowledge of modern enterprise management. In his early forties, he became the manager of a large cement company. Xu Zhuangtu has a virtuous wife and two lovely children. With a happy family and a promising career, Xu Zhuang plans to become an ambitious entrepreneur.

Xu Zhuangtu first entered Yin House at a birthday party. Yin Xueyan celebrated Wu Jingli's 60th birthday, and Wu Jingli's nephew Xu Zhuangtu followed Wu Jingli to Yin Xueyan's residence.

Yin Xueyan was really decorated that day, wearing a short-sleeved brocade cheongsam with a row of fragrant princess buttons in front; Embroidered shoes with soft soles have white satin on their feet, but two flesh-colored begonia Ye Er are lit on their toes. Happily, Yin Xueyan made an exception by inserting a tulip with a big cup of blood in her right sideburns and hanging a pair of inch-long silver pendants on her ears. The hall of eternal life in the living room is also decorated with jubilation. The box was completely replaced by tuberose. As soon as Xu Zhuangtu stepped in, he smelled a sweet smell, which was refreshing.

"Yuan and Platini are the guests for Yi Jianlian." Wu Jingli, dressed in a brand-new silk gown and hunched over, walked over to introduce Xu Zhuang's back to Yin Xueyan, and then pointed to Yin Xueyan and said:

"I'm a dry young lady, so filial. I am an old man suffering from three disasters and five difficulties, so I have to celebrate my birthday quickly. I thought: I don't work now, and I won't come out, which will make old bones get rheumatism in a bad stroke. Regardless of whether he is blessed or not, I will generously talk about this birthday wine of Miss Gan. My nephew is young and promising, and rarely indulges. Now come and have fun with us old people. A Yuan is the most suitable host. I'll give Nong the land, and Nong will treat him well. "

"Mr Xu is a rare guest and an angel of michel platini. Naturally, he should be different from others. " Yin Xueyan replied cheerfully and sent red tulips trembling.

Xu Zhuangtu was really treated with special hospitality by Yin Xueyan. At the dinner table, Yin Xueyan sat down next to Xu Zhuangtu, exhorted him to cook assiduously, and then whispered to him:

"Mr Xu, this dish is our master's specialty. Just try it. How is it better than eating out? "

After dinner, Yin Xueyan personally brought a bowl of frozen almond tofu to Xu Zhuangtu, but there were two bright red cherries on it. After playing the game, Yin Xueyan walked behind Xu Zhuangtu to watch him play cards. Xu Zhuangtu is not familiar with cards, and he often serves the wrong cards. One serve is eight laps, and he has lost half of his chips. A round down, when Xu Zhuangtu issued a Zhang Meihua five cylinders, Yin Xueyan suddenly stretched out her slender hand from behind, holding Xu Zhuangtu's hand on the back and said:

"Mr. Xu, you can't play this card."

The picture of Xu Zhuang was mixed with a pair of "flowers in the garden" and won back most of the chips that were exported at once. A guest jokingly protested:

"Miss Yin, why don't you also help me book some tickets? Look, I lost everything, too. "

"Mr. Xu came to our house for the first time. Of course, I am sorry to let him suffer. " Xu Zhuangtu looked back and saw that Yin Xueyan was smiling at him. A pair of tremella pendants hung at the foot of her black hair and fluttered back and forth.

In the middle of the night, the cordate telosma in the living room spits out a bitter fragrance. During the dinner, Xu Zhuangtu drank a lot of hot carved flowers, and with the excitement of "flowers in the garden" on the poker table, he was a little drunk when he left.

"Miss Yin, thanks to your advice, otherwise the mahjong tonight will be a complete failure."

When Yin Xueyan sent Xu Zhuangtu out of the gate, Xu Zhuangtu gratefully said to Yin Xueyan. Yin Xueyan stood in the doorframe, dressed in white, with her hands folded in her chest, like a statue of Guanyin, and cheerfully replied to Xu Zhuangtu:

"No, the next day, Mr. Xu will come to Baixiang, and we will study mahjong classics together."

Two days later, Xu Zhuangtu came to Yin Mansion again and asked Yin Xueyan for tips on mahjong.

five

Mrs. Xu Zhuangtu sat in the cane chair at home, staring at the door, her cheeks getting thinner every day, and her eyes sunken into two deep pits.

When Mrs. Seo's godmother, Grandma Wu, came to see her, she took Mrs. Seo's hand and cried:

"Oh, my dry young lady, I haven't seen you for a month. Why are you so thin? "

Wu's grandmother is a woman in her sixties. She has a strong body, no white hair, a pair of enlarged feet and walks like a fly. Grandma Wu once went to Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan to listen to Taoism, and worshipped a master with profound Taoism in Baiyun Temple above. Because the old mage secretly loved Wu's grandmother, he gave her the mantle when he ascended to heaven. Wu's grandmother set up a Buddhist temple in her home in Taipei, and the small center provided the idol of her teacher's father. There is an eight-foot-square yellow silk hanging under the statue. According to Wu's grandmother, her teacher's father often appears on this yellow silk and gives her a chance, so Wu's grandmother can predict bad luck and eliminate disasters. There are many believers in the Wu family, most of them are middle-aged women, and some of them have quite social status. With a secure economic environment, these wives are inevitably empty. So on the fifteenth day of each month, they stopped playing mahjong for one day, or the meeting of the standard meeting, and flocked to the ancestral temple of Wu's ancestral mother, devoutly chanting scriptures and bowing down, giving alms to the poor, in order to obtain peace for themselves or their families. Some problems are serious, and some are family disputes. The grandmothers of the Wu family made generous promises and promised to pray for their help before the spirit of the old mage.

"Wife, I think you look terrible!" Grandma Wu looked at Mrs Xu carefully, shook her head and sighed. Mrs. Xu bowed her head and couldn't help crying. She told Grandma Wu how she felt.

"Mom, your old man saw it," Mrs. Xu complained intermittently with tears. "We have been married to Mr. Xu for so long. We don't tell the truth, and we haven't been sentenced to heavy punishment. Our Mr Xu is a competitive person. He always said, "Three fifths of men's hearts should be devoted to their cause." After more than ten years in Taiwan Province Province, he finally looked forward to the development of their cement company, and he made a start. I think he is busy socializing outside for business every day, and his heart is only secretly worried. The reason is not the reason, then it is the second. Pray for his good health, and our mother and son are willing to suffer more. Who knows that since last month, Mr. Xu seems to be a different person. I often stay at home for two nights and three nights. I asked him, he broke bowls and chopsticks, and his temper was extremely bad. Two children were even beaten up the day before yesterday. Someone sent me a message saying that Mr. Xu had someone outside, and he was still a prominent figure. Mom, where did I wear these things? Can people persist? "

"Miss Gan," Grandma Wu slapped her face and said, "If you don't mention it, I won't say it. You know I'm the most afraid of beating around the bush. You call me your mother, of course I will be nice to you. You know that fat woman, Mrs. Song. Her husband, Assistant Song, fucked a little wine girl named Mayflower. She ran to me with a runny nose and tears and asked me to ask her teacher and father for her. I calculated her husband's horoscope, and it really broke something. Song Taida made a solemn vow before the teacher's father's spirit, and I read the Twelve Classics for her. Now, isn't her man going home? Later, I advised Mrs. Song:' Don't fool around with women like foxes all day, it's important to recite scriptures and do good deeds!' Mrs song told me everything about Mr Xu. What do you think that Yin Xueyan is? She can catch these people without two strokes? Even a gentleman like you, Mr. Xu, has the ability to hold on. There are such things in history: praise, sister-in-law, flying swallow, being too true-this kind of disaster! Do you think they are all real people? Uber! In troubled times, these elves descended to earth one after another, disturbing the world. That Yin Xueyan still doesn't know what it is! I think you have to find a way to eliminate this disaster for you, Mr Xu. "

"Mom," Mrs. Xu couldn't help crying again. "You know Mr Xu is not the kind of person who has no conscience. Every time he comes back from staying outside, he doesn't say anything, but I know he's sorry. Sometimes he sits alone, smoking a big cigarette, and the muscles on his head suddenly pile up violently. He looks really bluffing. I dare not persuade him, but I am in a hurry these days, and he is even more obsessed. He came back and shouted that everyone in the company was looking for his bad luck. He lost his temper with those workers and fired several others yesterday. I advised him that there was no need to dispute with those rude people, and he actually scolded me. His behavior is abnormal and doesn't look like it. I really can't rest assured! "

"That's right!" Grandma Wu nodded and said, "I'm afraid you Mr Xu also made something? Pass me his horoscope, and I'll go back and test it for him. "

Mrs. Xu copied the eight characters of Xu Zhuang's paintings to Grandma Wu and said:

"Mom, thanks to your old man."

"Don't worry," Wu's grandmother said when she left. "Our teachers and fathers are the best and can help others."

However, the magic of the teacher's father failed to save Xu Zhuangtu. One day, Xu Zhuangtu was patting the table and yelling at a worker. The worker suddenly went crazy, and a flat drill went from Xu Zhuangtu's chest to his back.

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Funeral committee Wu Jingli of Xu Zhuangtu became the Director-General. Because of busy days, rheumatism has turned over again. When he went in and out of Blissful Funeral Home, he hobbled along with crutches. On the day of hanging, the mourning hall was located in the funeral home. At that time, the wreaths of relatives and friends were all white, and they crowded all the way to the door of the funeral home. Colleagues in the cement company are holding the words "brain drain". People who come to pay homage to the crane have been coming in an endless stream since nine o'clock in the morning. Mrs. Xu had already cried into a fool, dressed in linen and with two children, kneeling before the spirit to give thanks. Grandma Wu led a dozen Taoist priests, dressed in vestments and holding dust in their hands, to fight against injustice on the altar behind the mourning hall. In addition, there are more than a dozen monks and nuns chanting, praying for mercy and confessing.

At noon, the people who came to pay homage to the condolences were already packed. While the crowd was bustling, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and then the whole hall was silent and solemn. It turned out that Yin Xueyan flashed in like a gust of wind, but I didn't know when. Yin Xueyan is still dressed in plain white and has no makeup on her face. She walked lightly to the desk in charge, unhurriedly lifted the writing brush, signed the autograph book with a wave of her hand, and then walked leisurely to the center of the mourning hall. The guests suddenly parted and let Yin Xueyan go to the mourning hall. Yin Xueyan, as cool as a cucumber, made three deep bows to the portrait of Xu Zhuangtu. At this time, the relatives and friends present were stunned. Some looked surprised, some angry, and some puzzled, but everyone seemed to be intimidated by a potential and dared not act rashly. Some relatives on Mrs. Xu's side are angry at Yin Xueyan for this tragic death of Xu Zhuangtu. They didn't expect that Yin Xueyan had the courage to break into the mourning hall of the Xu family. The situation was so tense and sudden that everyone was a little at a loss for a while. After the ceremony, Yin Xueyan went to Mrs. Xu, reached out and touched the heads of the two children, and then solemnly shook hands with Mrs. Xu. When everyone looked at each other, Yin Xueyan walked out of Blissful Funeral Home with light steps. At that time, there was chaos in the mourning hall. Mrs Xu suddenly fell to the ground and fainted. Mrs. Wu quickly threw away the dust, grabbed the body and carried Mrs. Xu to the patio.

That night, Yin Xueyan's mansion became a poker game again. During the day, Xu Zhuangtu arranged some cards after the memorial service, and Wu Jingli brought two new guests. One is Yu, the new manager of Nanguo Textile Factory; The other is Zhou, chairman of Dahua Enterprise Company. That night, Wu Jingli's luck was incredible, a series of grand slams. Wu Jingli kept laughing and crying, and tears came down from the rotting eyes of eyelashes. When running the twentieth lap, a dish in Wu Jingli's hand suddenly danced and shouted:

"Luca brasi, for sure! Come on! Four happiness comes to the door! This is really a rare chica in a hundred years. East, south, west, north-all together, take it out and touch it yourself! People say that the four happiness is not a good sign. I've been unlucky all my life. I won this strange card and I haven't been lucky since. Yuan, Yuan, let's see if this deck is cute. Interesting or not? "

Wu Jingli cried and laughed and spilled mahjong all over the table. Yin Xueyan stood beside Wu Jingli, gently according to Wu Jingli's shoulder, ourtenant said:

"Platini, cheer up, two sets. After I win the money of Manager Yu and Chairman Zhou, I will eat your red! "

1965 Modern Literature, Issue 24.