After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

The Jing family is experiencing a fierce "battle".

After dinner, Jingzejun suggested playing a game to entertain himself.

The three of them found the poker cards that no one had touched and started playing Landlord.

Jing Zeqian and Jing Yi's faces were covered with notes, and their eyes were almost invisible. In comparison, the number of notes on Jing Zejun's face was pitifully small.

[I am almost dying of laughter. This is not a game of Landlords at all. This is a one-sided battle between Jing Zeqian and Jing Yi.]

[No matter what their status, Xiao Jingzong and Jing Yiyi are both determined to make the other lose!]

[Hahaha, I never thought that one day I would be so happy watching others play cards in the live broadcast room!]

[Jing Yi 'explodes' Little Jing Zong again!]

"bomb!"

Jing Zeqian was so angry that the paper on his face was shaking, "Jing Yiyi, we are all peasants! Junjun is the landlord! I'm playing one against three, and you give me four fours?!"

"I don't care! Who told you to complain about my health tea just now?! Just tell me whether you can afford it or not?!"

After dinner, Jing Yi wanted to make them a cup of health tea to help them digest the food, but Jing Zeqian immediately recognized it. It was the health tea that his brother had framed him for!

He immediately rejected it sternly and complained madly.

Jing Yi simply used this cup of tea as a punishment for losing the game. The person with the most notes on his face had to drink up the cup of health tea without leaving a drop.

[Their behavior made me even more curious about how bad the health tea tasted!]

[I saw it! Junjun just tasted it secretly, and instantly his expression became suspicious of life!]

[Xiao Jingzong seems to be losing, and there is almost no space for the notes on his face.]

[Hahahaha, I want to see who will be the lucky one!]

Jing Zejun, who was standing by, was almost exhausted from laughing. He lay on the sofa, looking at the cards in his hand.

She felt that no matter how bad the cards she was holding were, she would not lose. After all, she had just tasted a sip, and she would definitely not be able to swallow a whole cup.

Looking at the notes on the faces of the two people next to her, she would be lucky enough to avoid the cup of tea.

Jing Zejun also played a one-on-three match. Jing Zeqian squinted at Jing Yi who was motionless, "Play? You've already played the bomb, and you still don't want to play a one-on-three match?"

"I'm sorry."

Jing Zeqian glared at her and immediately played a pair of A's. This time Jing Zejun couldn't afford it, so she shook her head and motioned to the next person.

Just as Jing Zeqian was about to continue playing, Jing Yi immediately played a pair of kings.

"...Didn't you say you couldn't afford it?!"

"The big and small kings are against one and three. It's a waste of talent."

Jing Zeqian clenched the cards in his hand and looked at the four fours she had just played. Was this not talent?

"I can't afford it!"

Jing Yi glanced at the cards in his hand. They had a rule in advance that even if one team lost, the team with more cards had to put up an extra card.

She played a pair, which was matched by Jing Zeqian.

"Three with one" means three sixes with one and seven.

"Three with one!" Three eights with one against two.

Jing Zeqian silently looked up at Jing Yi. Who taught her such a desperate fighting style?

"You have a pair of two? Why didn't you use it to press just now?"

Jing Zeqian's tone sounded a bit hopeless, and Jing Zejun beside him was laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking.

In the end, Jing Zejun won the final victory, and Jing Zeqian was given two more cards because he had two more cards than Jing Yi.

When Jing Zeyou came back, he saw that of the three people in the living room, two of them were so close together that their faces could not be seen.

"Are you playing cards?"

Jing Yi was very happy that she beat Jing Zeqian and waved to Jing Zeyou.

"Brother, you're back? Let's play cards together!"

Jing Zeqian next to him sternly refused, "Brother, don't play with her! She's terrible at playing cards!"

[Ah! Mr. Jing is back home from get off work!]

[I haven’t seen Mr. Jing for the whole day!]

[I’ve finally waited for this! Mr. Jing needs to appear on screen more often!]

Jing Zeyou's mouth corners raised. It seemed that they were having a lot of fun at home. He was worried that these people would feel uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he saw some familiar liquid on the table. His breath caught in his throat. He looked at Jing Yi and asked tentatively, "What is that cup of liquid?"

"Oh, health tea, originally given to them to help digestion, now it has become a punishment."

Jing Zeyou understood. As long as it wasn't left for him, it did feel like a punishment.

[I bet! Mr. Jing must have drunk the health tea made by Jing Yi!]

[Hahahaha, I am becoming more and more interested in this cup of tea! Even Tangtang Jingzong is afraid of it!]

[Come on! Place your bets. Who will get the cup of health tea in the end?]

[A salted fish, definitely Mr. Jing! ]

After Jing Zeyou went upstairs, the three of them counted the notes on their faces.

Jingzejun quickly counted her notes, only five.

At this time, Jing Zeqian and Jing Yi were still counting. Not only were the people present nervous, but netizens also became nervous.

Jing Yi finished counting first, and after waiting for a few seconds, Jing Zeqian also finished.

She was ready to strike first, "How much are you?"

Jing Zeqian was not to be outdone, holding the note in his hand tightly, "You speak first!"

"You first!"

"...Why don't we talk about it together?" Jing Zejun was worried that if the stalemate continued, they might not have time to have dinner.

They both nodded in agreement, and Jingze-jun counted down on the side.

three, two, one

"28!"

"25!"

Jing Yi raised his hands happily and cheered, "Yeah! I won! Junjun, I won!"

When Jing Zeyou went downstairs, he saw two girls holding hands and cheering, while Jing Zeqian looked at the note in his hand in disbelief.

It seems that his brother has to drink that cup of health tea, Jing Zeyou quickly came to the conclusion.

Jing Yi smiled with her almond eyes curved, and personally handed the health tea to Jing Zeqian, "Second brother, please!"

Jing Zeqian didn't expect to see this cup of health tea again so soon.

Jing Zeqian's hand holding the health tea trembled slightly, "If I drink this, I may not be able to continue recording the variety show..."

Jing Yi glared at him, "How can it be so exaggerated?! This is a health tea, not poison!"

He didn't think it was an exaggeration at all. If he guessed correctly, he was probably the only one in the family who had drunk this stuff.

I am willing to admit defeat!

Jing Zeqian pinched his nose and drank it all in one breath.

"water!"

Jing Zeyou had already prepared the water and handed it to Jing Zeqian.

Looking at Jing Zeqian's expression, he felt somewhat fortunate that he came back a little late.

[Hahahaha, Jing Zeqian is simply a comedian!]

[Sure enough, Mr. Jing must have drunk that tea, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to empathize with me so much!]

[Help me, I can't stop watching them playing cards, it makes me laugh.]

As night fell, the Jing family began to prepare dinner.

The task of washing vegetables was still given to Jing Zeqian, while Jing Zeyou was responsible for processing some meat. For Jing Zeyou, it was really a new experience.

Then came Jing Yi, the chef, and Jing Zejun, who was in charge of plating the dishes. For a moment, the kitchen became a little warm and cozy.

Jing Zeyou also got to eat the dinner made by Jing Yi as he wished.