Quick wear: Juehe? Don't make trouble, you know the system is in hand

"Thirty thousand?" Yan Lubai glanced around, found a chair and sat down: "Will you continue to gamble with the money I earned through hard work?"

Yan Lubai's voice was not loud, but it unexpectedly silenced the noisy casino.

Chen Muhong is a frequent visitor to the casino, and everyone knows her. Through the conversation between the two, it is almost easy to tell that they are mother and son.

The melon-eating gamblers rubbed their hands with mahjong and listened to the sound with their ears pricked up.

How could Chen Muhong not know that this group of people were just watching the fun? She wanted to save face, but she was also worried that Yan Lubai would cause trouble here if she did it. Then she would be the one who would be embarrassed.

Maybe they would have to compensate for the damage here. After thinking about it, Chen Muhong felt soft.

"Don't say it so harshly. You are my son. Isn't all the money I win from gambling belong to you?"

"You are about to take the college entrance examination. Do you think it's because I like gambling? Aren't I gambling to save money for your tuition? When you graduate, you will get married, and I won't be the one to pay for the wedding and wife."

"Don't always be so rude to me. I am your mother after all."

Yan Lubai looked at her like he was looking at a stranger. There was no trace of his son's dependence and gratitude to his mother.

Chen Muhong's gambler friends don't know the whole story, or maybe they are all in the same boat. They do nothing externally and are irresponsible internally. When they look back, they blame their wives and children.

Dissatisfied with Yan Lubai's attitude, several people supported him: "If you ask me, having a child is not as good as having barbecued pork. Today's children are not here to repay kindness, but to take revenge."

"What's the use of having good grades? In the future, after I go to college and work in a big city, who will still recognize my parents, that is, I will marry a daughter-in-law. I will think of you when I pay the down payment for the house, or my wife will need you after giving birth to a child." Serving the confinement, this is the time when my parents call me diligent."

Chen Muhong seems to have taken on the role, and her eyes are a little red. In terms of acting, she seems to be a genius. The tragic role does not need to be foreshadowed, and it comes directly.

Yan Lubai felt cold in his heart and stood up to leave.

This was the last chance he gave Chen Muhong, but Chen Muhong was still thinking about the money to buy a house.

This was her condition for asking for leave for Yan Lubai. Only when Yan Lubai agreed to her would she do as he asked.

"Wait, is there something else you haven't told me?"

Yan Lubai stopped, turned around, and smiled harmlessly at Chen Muhong.

Chen Muhong looked a little dull. How long had it been since she saw her son smile? It seems that the most recent time was when he was nine years old, when she rarely hit him after drinking too much.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but Chen Muhong ignored it. She just wanted money now to fill the hole of borrowing money.

"I've been contacted. I'll sign the contract in a few days. I'll transfer the money to you as soon as it arrives."

Chen Muhong was relieved. She suppressed her excitement and said to Yan Lubai: "Well, that's right. That house should have been sold a long time ago. I feel so sick when I think of that damn thing living in it. "

"Sell it, sell it, and you won't have to worry about college expenses."

As soon as Yan Lubai left, his friend, a gambler, couldn't help but say, "Are you really going to give the money to buy a house to your son?"

Chen Muhong said while grabbing the cards: "How is it possible? It's just to trick him. If this house hadn't been awarded to me and him as half-owners each, and the resale required signatures from both parties, I wouldn't have..."

"He's just like that damn ghost, he's here to collect debts!"

The new customer came back and hadn't figured out the layout yet. He bumped into someone as soon as he came in. He was about to apologize when he looked up and saw a kid.

His tone immediately turned nasty: "What are students doing in a place like this? Go, go, go out and have fun. Don't ruin my gambling luck!"

Yan Lubai did not conflict with him, but just glanced at the man when he turned around.

The flesh on the fat man's face trembled, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. His whole body was clammy and uncomfortable.

He slobbered on the ground in resignation and said, "Damn it, could it be that he saw a ghost in broad daylight?"

His aura was actually lost to that of a kid, which was really speechless.

After selling the house, Yan Lubai transferred the money to Chen Ke's bank card. By the time Chen Muhong found it, the money had already passed through several hands and all traces had been removed.

Chen Ke smoked a cigarette and said, "You should have been like this a long time ago."

Yan Lubai looks tough, but is actually the softest. Otherwise, he would not have allowed Chen Muhong to be bullied for so many years.

In fact, he values ​​benevolence, justice, filial piety, but it's a pity that he was born into the wrong family.

Yan Lubai was noncommittal, and Chen Ke said again: "I bumped into something strange today."

He stared at Yan Lubai's face: "I look a lot like you. Do you think it's your damn dad who's back?"

Yan Lubai didn't finish speaking. He just took Chen Ke's cigarette case, took out a cigarette, stared at it for a long time, and finally put it back.

Chen Ke noticed on the side and couldn't help but sneer: "The little fool is gone, you are still so restrained, show your restraint to the devil."

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Yan Lubai stood up and glanced at the sky covered by dark clouds.

"The rainy season is coming."

Chen Ke cursed: "I won't tell you anymore, I have to go back to collect my clothes..."

Chen Ke's guess was correct. The dead father he called Yan Feige came to Blue Water Bay. He came alone. He was dressed like a dog. A discerning person would know that he was an elite from a big city. .

Chen Muhong waited for several days, but no money came. When she came to ask Yan Lubai to settle the account, she couldn't knock on the door, and her tricks didn't work. In the end, the new owner who lived in the house almost called the police and took her away.

In disbelief, she searched all over the world for Yan Lubai, but she couldn't find him, but she accidentally saw her ex-husband.

"Yan Feige?!" Chen Muhong rushed forward angrily, with an expression like a man-eating tiger.

She is too obsessed with love. She has been tortured by this man for most of her life, but he still dares to appear in front of her.

Isn't it a very simple thing to abandon your wife and children back then? What to do now.

It was an accident that he bumped into Chen Muhong. Yan Feige frowned and just lamented that he didn't turn on the almanac when he went out today, so why did he step on shit.

The two of them were wrestling together, which was very ugly. As Yan Lubai's monitor, Chen Ke hid among passers-by and filmed the funny scene and sent it to Yan Lubai.

"What do you think?"

The room was dark with the curtains covering it.

In the small, narrow hotel, there was a single bed that was too small to accommodate the entire Yan Lubai, and the quilt was messy.

There were used paper towels balled up on the floor.

On the sixth day after separation from the little fool, Yan Lubai looked at her photo, and a white light flashed in his mind.

"Yan Lubai?!"