How wonderful is destiny?

Take a look at Delingal, who has a rare visit to the Haishan Forest Club to soak in the hot springs, and you will know it with the three most members of the family...

At noon, Zheng and his son Baichuan and his son had lunch.

He Jiu sat opposite the father and son as usual.

He, who was still eating freely, just picked up a bowl of delicious chicken soup and brought it into his mouth.

Then he sprayed all over the floor with a "poof!"

Wu Baichuan frowned: "..." The veins appeared.

Wu Zui frowned: "..." His face was full of black lines.

He Jiu blurted out when he saw Delingal, who appeared behind Zhuozhan and Zhubaichuan, before he could explain to the father and son why he spewed rice suddenly.

"Uncle?!"

Seeing He Jiu's shocked expression, although he always felt that there were not so many coincidences in this world.

The last two of Hou Baichuan and Hou still looked back and took a look...

…then.

There is nothing then.

"Why do you come here to soak in the hot springs? Aren't you busy with military affairs to die?"

Delingar loves his favorites, but he has nothing to do with Baichuan and Hejiu at all.

As soon as he first came up, he sneered at all of Baichuan.

Wearing a chic bathrobe, Delingal's patrician style has reached a new level.

Look at Delingal, thinking about the oldest mother.

Although I haven't seen the most dare to love and hate his mother, just looking at Delingal can think of what a beautiful and amazing woman it is.

"It's rare for me to take a vacation, why? Do I still need your consent when I come out of Baichuan to recuperate?"

He Jiu sat in his seat obediently and ate quietly with his head down.

Said that this kind of adult's Shura field, his kind of small pot friend is still the benefit of quietly grilling rice.

"He Jiu, you shut up!"

Seeing where he ignored the unreserved wine he had eaten, Delingal's inertial provocation began like this.

"Uh…"

So I can only obediently swallow the rice in my mouth, put down the chopsticks and stop the wine...

With a pitiful look on the opposite side, Baichuan.

Then Baichuan, the guardian of the calf, is also getting angry!

"What does it have to do with you when other people eat? Is your uncle's control of heaven and earth a bit too broad?"

Yu Baichuan, who was almost about to slap the table, had a cold face, staring at Delingal, who was standing there proudly.

Seeing a war that is about to start is about to begin.

He Jiu looked at the unreacted jun, and thought, ‘the junzu is so cruel and ruthless. Does it matter if my father is fighting with his uncle? ’

So I can't just watch the two seniors really fight in the club where they relax at the hot spring.

He Jiu whispered, "Uncle, have you eaten? Sit down and have a bite?"

then…

The arrogant Delingal...

Actually, he really sat next to He Jiu face to face with Hu Baichuan.

"Uncle, what would you like to eat? I'll give you some..."

It's rare for Fu Di to make a small wine to ask him actively.

Delingal took the menu and ignored the wine.

I don’t know how arrogant it is to look like ‘just relying on you to order any good dishes’.

The cleaning robot that Zhu called the most cleaned He Jiu's neighborhood, and then used his eyes to signal He Jiu to eat quietly.

The sudden accident interrupted the originally harmonious family of three.

But in the end, the mice finished their lunch relatively peacefully.

The rare leisure time has become a fateful gathering of a family.

Although Delingal is very repulsive of any wine in various senses, it is because of the reason why he is the most present.

The uncle, who didn't pick up too much, was actually pleasing to the eye.

The Grand Master Gao Leng Delin, who enjoys leisure, sometimes looks at the reprimands of He Jiu and Zhu Baichuan to He Jiu, but he actually wants to join him.

But after all, the uncle who is always a bit at odds with Baichuan, can only watch his nephew and the person he hates in harmony.

"May I start to massage you?"

The senior technician standing next to Delingal asked in a low voice with shame.

"Press it."

With a displeased look, he looked at the family of Zhu Baichuan who were playing in the distance...Finally, Lord Delin didn't want to look at the crowd who didn't seem to have their own place.

Close your eyes and want to enjoy your own time.

They have even given up on the initiative to join Hejiu...

"Uncle...You have been pressing for so long. Do you want to play cards with me? The three of us are only one player behind to play~"

He Jiu whispered softly in Delingal's ear.

"..."

Delingal closed his eyes but couldn't help but frown.

"People of all ages are still playing these boring things."

The tasteful Delingar first despised the quality of the wine.

After that, he slowly waved his hand to signal the massage technician to stop.

"Let's go? Stunned here... waiting for scolding?"

The uncle who was accustomed to being aloof cast an uncomfortable look at He Jiu.

"Hey~ I know that your uncle has a lot of them~"

He Jiu smiled and followed behind the tall Delingal, and walked towards the family father and son who were still sitting on the edge of the hot spring waiting for them.

"What are you playing? Do you smoke a bomb?..."

Looking at the cards on the table, there are still a few dice.

"Yeah! It's rare for uncle to come over and relax and play something simple and naive. This time, let's not have a higher IQ than anyone else. Isn't it better than luck?!"

He Jiu happily shuffled a stack of brand-new playing cards and rubbed them apart.

This type of game has no technical content and is completely a game of luck.

In fact, it is not liked by real celebrities like Delingar.

Everything likes the pursuit of grade and realm.

Whatever you do requires to be able to show your extraordinary.

In Hejiu, the most, and perhaps two of the men in the trio of Baichuan, who are officers, may not be as particular as Delingal.

But sitting among the three, the noble son who had to go to the village to follow the customs...

But he still raised his eyebrows and participated without flinching.

"Uncle, let's say okay first! If you are accidentally bombed, you will get a sticker on your face. Everyone is a man, so you can't shame!"

He Jiu looked at Delingal with a bit of worry, and then he rolled his eyes naturally.

I’m filled with my heart, ‘I’ve never seen the ups and downs of Delingal and I’ll lose to this group of rookies like you? ’

While playing cards in a round, I have to pray to myself, don’t be so lucky to be bombed by a bomb and the game will start like this.

Everyone has about five cards in his hand.

What may appear in the card is a string of seventeen numbers in four suits.

According to the points of the dice, decide who starts to draw the bomb first, and use the cards in your hand to suppress the next round of bombs to reduce the probability of being bombed.

This is a game of pure luck.

If someone has a large enough card in his hand, the less he can pump bombs.

Once the card in the hand matches the bomb, it means that the bomb was blown...

Then the face will be horribly pasted with a note.

"A joke... Can a small hand like you have a delusion to be bigger than me?!"

There was still a note on his face that was not attached to Delingal. Looking at Lu Baichuan, who had already posted a note on his face, he was quite proud to throw out the card in his hand to cover the card of He Jiu.

"Uncle! If you can overwhelm me, you may not be able to dodge the bombs?! We will count the bombs after three laps! If you are bombed, you will lose!"

Only He Jiu's face was as clean as Delingal, and there was nothing.

Even the forehead of one side has two pieces of paper sticking to it...

Obviously, Deringal, who had to be divided with He Jiu, had to make He Jiu a little **** with a note on his face to be at ease.

While sitting on the side and still holding a card in his hand, Baichuan was holding a note full of paper, hesitating about what he wanted to use to suppress Delingal?

Unlucky father, now he has completely lost face.

Which one you hold has the illusion of being blown up.

In the end, he still threw out a two with great momentum!

"Cut...Han Baichuan, are you such a small card? The most, any one to overwhelm your dad! I see him as the Governor, except for his name. Luck is a mess!"

Your son went from being uneasy at the beginning to being proud of the spring breeze later.

Elder Delin, who has always been a bit more interesting with Baichuan, is evenly matched with Baichuan in other respects.

Today’s unexpected ‘battle situation’, to some extent, completely shows that Hu Baichuan is inferior to himself.

Delingal, a man who has rarely shown himself proud and childish to others, couldn't help but raised his mouth.

They both looked carefully at the cards in front of them.

Before opening the three bombs at the center, the four big men, who were all as stable as Mount Tai, stared at He Jiu's hand somewhat nervously.

"Hahahaha! Uncle! You were bombed! You were bombed!"

Four pairs of eyes looked at the shining three, six, and seventeen. Delingar, who had always been lucky, was hit by two bombs only this time.

And the most terrible thing is what wine is the person who won this round.

So seeing He Jiu smirked and dangled the two blank paper strips in his hands.

"Hurry up if you post it... See what image you are?"

Delingal stared at He Jiu very uncomfortably, but still urged proudly.

Baichuan on one side watched Delingal no longer feel like a fish before, and then couldn't help but smile.

"What? Mr. Delin is such a big businessman, he will kill his children if he loses. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

In the matter of quarreling with Delingal, Hou Baichuan seemed to have never lost even though he was a bad-spoken man.

"Puff! Hahahahaha...Look at the three of you hahahaha..."

So the whole audience is only there after he hasn't lost once.

Lying on his seat with his feet upright, He Jiu just dared not say that he covered the sky with his hands when facing the three, but at least he could call the wind and the rain! The overbearing CEOs laughed loudly.

"..."

The three men glaring at He Jiu were all holding their breath, ready to wait until He Jiu lost his face.

"Smelly boy! It's not over yet, get up and continue!"

Zhu Baichuan went to pick Hejiu this little monkey's ears.

After being corrected by Baichuan, he still couldn't help but laughed at the three men who usually didn't know how much they were hanging up.

"Laugh! What laugh? Hurry up!"

The note-stricken Chu Baichuan also didn't bother to continue embarrassing with Delingal.

With good luck, He Jiu, this time was besieged by Delingal, his father and his son.

So, no matter what, after the calculation of the three together...

He Jiu finally lost.

"Hey hey hey...hahahaha, you **** you let me go! I just lost once. I haven't blown it up yet. You shamelessly posted a bunch of things to me!"

He Jiu was pressed by Hu Zhong to kick his legs and shake his hands just to get rid of some extra notes.

"Boy, luck is so good? It's been an afternoon before you lose one time! Are you worthy of us if you don't give you a face?!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of his son holding He Jiu, Zhu Baichuan put the paper strips on He Jiu's face one by one, with an expression on his face that he did not know how proud he was.

On the one hand, Delingal was happy to see the stickers posted by Baichuan. He finally couldn't bear the itching and picked up one side of the note and pasted it on He Jiu's forehead.

"Where is enough to post one?! Post it all to this little slicker!"

He Jiu wants to cry without tears, and can't avoid it.

After finally getting up with the note that almost stuck to his face, the three shameless men had already left the hot springs separately.

A picture, ‘I’m so tired and hungry, it’s time to rest, I didn’t do anything! ’Expression.

He Jiu couldn't laugh or cry up, and then he could only remove all the notes on his face and prepare to go foraging with his family.

"Dad, wait for me when you eat? You guys will run away when you are done?!"

A bunch of things are left waiting for the smart machines to clean up.

He Jiu exists between the three men who were originally incompatible with fire and water, but turned the awkward space into a warm and happy paradise.

He Jiu chased behind the three, unconsciously.

Even Delingar can no longer simply classify what wine is within the boundaries of strangers.