Jiang Yuduo sighed. Even if they were not dead, they would not have the chance to sprout in spring and prove that they were alive.

He returned to the house, put the meow's things back, and sat at the table.

The old lady did not flatten him and threw away the cigarette shell under the table. She might have thought he was going to save it and sell it for money...

He took a few cigarette shells and put them on the table, then took out a knife from his jacket pocket, and slowly cut through the flat cigarette shell.

He doesn't need to compare with a ruler or measure it. With just one knife, he can cut out basically the same size piece of paper.

It's about the same size as a playing card.

He has cut many, 55 cards each time, and a complete deck of playing cards.

He can't play cards, he can't play any kind of cards. Usually, Chen Qing and his group of people play cards, he doesn't want to watch it.

But he has played cards many times and cannot count them.

Every night, the puppies sit together to play cards.

Use cut smoke shell paper.

There are 55 cards in a deck, and 54 cards will be used.

There are no numbers and letters on the smoke shell paper, and it is not necessary to have them because they are invisible.

The puppies will touch the cards in turn, hold them in their hands, then say one or several numbers casually, and then throw one or several cards casually...

The cell phone is ringing.

Jiang Yuduo put down the knife, and the cigarette shell paper on the table had been cut. He first put the cigarette shell paper into a pile, and then took the phone.

It's Cheng Ke.

He answered the phone: "Hey?"

"What's wrong with your throat?" Cheng Ke asked there.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yuduo cleared his throat. He hadn't drunk much water for about a day, and his throat was a little tight.

"Like a screaming chicken." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo laughed: "You are so fucking young."

"Have you gone to get the meow?" Cheng Ke said, "I'm still outside."

"Take it." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Well," Cheng Ke replied, "I'm just asking about this."

"Okay." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I'll have a meal with my friends tonight," said Cheng Ke, "all are... pretty good."

"I understand." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke hung up the phone.

Jiang Yuduo lay on the table and tapped his fingertips on the table a few times.

Cheng Ke is reporting his safety.

Are you afraid that he will worry?

Or are you afraid...he followed him again?
Chapter completed!