There are heavy rainstorms in the mountains and strong winds whistling.

The castle is not powered up, and there are no computers or TVs. There is no signal for passengers' mobile phones. Don't think about playing games and watching movies. But they are all night owls, and they are used to going to bed late and getting up early, and they don't feel sleepy until 11:00 pm.

Bored, someone suggested playing cards and passing the time.

Based on the principle that being idle is also idle, several indigenous travelers actively joined.

Some people are not interested in playing cards and sit on the sofa and whisper and chat.

The card table is like a wine table, and it is also a place that quickly gets into interpersonal relationships. While playing cards, chatting and bragging, you can call yourself a brother after a few rounds. The soft-fried man is obviously a good player. He has good luck tonight and won three times in a row.

As the men talked, they talked about family, work, and women...

The man with soft rice is a typical example of soft rice and hard food. He is also the most decent person among the people. He wears suits and leather watches and wears famous watches. In his words, he is a social elite with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan. In addition, he also has performance bonuses and stock dividends, and his annual income is about 10,000 yuan.

A few years ago, I also bought two large three-bedroom apartments in the center of the capital by seizing the eve of the housing prices taking off.

The other three men at the same table were envious when they heard this.

“…10 million…yes…”

The soft-fried man said, "...The pressure of life is still too great. There is a prodigal girl at home. She bought the one named Hao Hena, a small bottle of three to five thousand, a set of two to three thousand, and her son is still a money shredder. My parents want their children to go to XX International Noble School to study. The tuition fee for half a semester is 50,000 or 600,000 yuan alone, and extracurricular classes and interest classes will also cost millions... More expenses in the future, which is not enough."

The tour guide seemed to be focusing on the cards, but in fact he listened silently to the soft-fried man.

When I heard about the income of the soft-fried man, I felt indescribable envy. Others easily earned tens of millions of dollars, and their real estate totaled hundreds of millions. When I was young, I robbed and killed people. Now I am a tour guide. I have only been exhausted in a year... I am really more angry than others.

The thin and gloomy young man with black hair, also known as the male lead of the horror movie, is an office worker.

I don’t even have ten thousand yuan in monthly income after tax deductions, and I am still worried about buying a wedding house.

Hearing the troubles of the soft-fried man, he also envied: "I want to have troubles like you, too."

The old man smoked a cigarette and sighed in the tone of a person who has experienced it: "Making more money and making less money, your life will be so long, just get through it."

The yellow-haired strong man who sat aside and watched the four people play cards curled up a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his lips, and listened to the soft-fried man's words as a joke.

In this place of the poker table, you can’t just let one person blow the skin.

The soft-fried man brags, and the others are not willing to be outdone. They can't help but turn the topic on themselves and talk about their glorious moments.

The old man said that he participated in the XX War when he was young.

The tour guide and the soft rice man were shocked and the eyes of the veteran changed slightly.

"Has the old man brought the gun?"

The old man played a card and smiled disdainfully.

"Where is anyone who doesn't carry a gun when he goes to the battlefield?"

"That's the killing of someone?"

"Can the enemy be considered a human?"

It was the male protagonist's turn to play cards. He tightened the cards in his hand with restraint, pretending to be calm: "How many people have you killed, the old man?"

The old man answered without hesitation.

“Forty-five.”

The soft-fried man and the yellow-haired man both gave him a thumbs up, and the look of looking at him also added a little awe.

The tour guide was vaguely worried.

But the old man was not a policeman, so he relaxed and followed him to praise the old man.

The old man also said that he was a best-selling writer, and he wrote his experiences into novels and was adapted to the screen.

Everyone present had seen it and was shocked.

Only the male protagonist curled his lips secretly.

He didn't know that the old man had killed several enemies, but he knew that the old man had been a deserter and was punished, and even committed unforgivable crimes. When he thought of this, and when he thought about the old man sitting beside him and bragging shamelessly, he felt that the air was stinky.

After a quick run, he got up and gave up his seat to the yellow-haired man.

At the beginning of the new round, the strong man in yellow-haired man asked the soft-fried man what job he did and whether there was any way to recommend him.

The soft-fried man smiled, and his seemingly kind smile was a bit disdainful of the yellow-haired strong man dressed up in a sassy manner.

"In the IT industry, the education requirements are quite high."

"Then I can't do it, I don't even have a college certificate."

When the soft-fried man heard this, he asked him: "Looking at your face and your figure are so good, what job do you do?"

"I am a coach at the XX gym in the city."

Hearing a familiar name, the soft man said, "So coincidentally? My house is nearby, and my wife and I have applied for a five-year card there. At the beginning of the year, I bought myself a private tutoring class for 20,000 yuan and a 20,000 yuan for my wife. I will buy the course next time and I will find you."

The strong yellow-haired man smiled and replied: "Okay, then I'll wait for next time."

After saying that, he had already rolled his eyes on his forehead.

The man from Ruan Mi did not open an annual card or bought a private tutoring class in the gym. Instead, the man's wife spent tens of thousands of yuan on him. I heard from the woman that after spending money, she told Ruan Mi that when she went home and told Ruan Mi that when she was hit by Ruan Mi with an ashtray, she was hit on her arm with an ashtray.

Thinking of this, the yellow-haired strong man fell on the soft rice man with disdain.

You can't do anything, but bragging is just one by one.

Several ladies were also chatting on the sofa.

The lover who is kept by a soft rice man, also known as the assistant of the tour group, is sitting while the woman is chatting enthusiastically.

She is concerned about fashion and knows famous brands. She often hangs out with soft-fried men in the wedding room when a woman is on a business trip. The tour guide assistant uses women's cosmetics, jewelry, and clothing a lot, so she naturally knows women's preferences and has a common topic with women.

The heroine of the horror movie has no room for interruption.

She had never even heard of many of the brands that the two mentioned.

After the trialists finished the site, they also went downstairs to join the indigenous tour group, but they were more for the plot.

The clock shows eleven o'clock, and the naughty child stayed up late and couldn't stand it and wanted to sleep. When he saw the woman still chatting, he suddenly became angry.

"I want to sleep, I want to sleep-" The naughty child became angry, hit the woman's back with several fists, kicked her feet randomly, and tried too hard. A shoe on her feet flew out, crossed the coffee table and hit the head of the heroine opposite. Seeing this, the woman quickly apologized.

The heroine's face was not very good, but she still asked for forgiveness.

The woman picked up the naughty child and went upstairs.

The naughty child was still unwilling to give in. He grabbed her hair with both hands and even slapped the woman's face. He screamed and screamed in his mouth, and he did not cooperate. The magical sound made the card players frown. The soft rice man was so angry that he threw the card on the table and lost his temper.

"Can you look at the child? The child is sleepy, are you blind and don't see it?"

The woman's face was slightly dark, but she still suppressed her anger and carried the child upstairs.

Back in the guest room, she placed the naughty child on the bed.

The naughty child still screamed with his legs kicking and swearing.

Most of these swear words were learned from soft-fried men, and a small number of them were learned from grandparents.

The woman suppressed her anger, took out a white bottle from her backpack, and poured out a white pill.

She hesitated for a long time when she looked at the pills.

There are many people downstairs, and there are still a few passengers in the room. It is not good for the child to get up halfway through sleep...

After thinking about it, she still turned her back to the naughty child and crushed it into white powder, mixed it into the child's favorite juice, and coaxed him to drink it and go to bed.

Not long after the woman went upstairs, the strong and yellow-haired man also made excuses to leave.

"You guys keep fighting, I'll go back and take a shower first."

"Go and go." The man of Ruanfen waved his hand without raising his head, and greeted others again, "Let's go ahead."

Several trialists exchanged their eyes and knew that the plot had begun.

More than ten minutes later, the yellow-haired strong man finished his shower and the door was knocked.

Dong, Dongdongdong, Dongdongdong, Dongdongdongdongdong...

The yellow-haired strong man opened the door, and the woman walked sideways through the crack in the door and drilled into his arms like a serpent.

"Why are you here now?"

The woman also had water vapor on her body. When she carefully sniffed the fragrance of rose shower gel, she obviously had a hurry to wash it.

"The child keeps crying..."

"He's sleeping now?"

The woman said, "I have taken the medicine and he is already asleep."

The strong yellow-haired man smiled and his hands were not idle.

"I heard you say that the child has a bad temper, isn't that bad?"

The woman sighed: "The children and grandparents must be taught, but they can't even get rid of it..."

The strong yellow-haired man comforted her: "The child is still young, so you can just make it right slowly. Let's not talk about this for now. The important thing is... "

As they said, they showed a meaningful smile, and the two of them lay on the soft and comfortable big bed of the castle together.
To be continued...