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Xie Zhuo didn't speak for a long time, so long that he almost reached the door of his house before he said to Liu Mancang, "Let's put aside whether it's a trap or not. This is the first time I've heard of someone planning to get rich by playing cards."

"Where's your brain?"

Xie Zhuo stared at Liu Mancang with an indescribable look.

"Haven't you been to Jisheng's house recently? Haven't you seen Zhao Jihou being chased by people asking for money every day?"

"I... I've been lucky recently," Liu Mancang lowered his head and murmured a few words, but then he probably thought of Zhao Jihou's matter and stopped talking.

"How lucky are you? You still expect to win money every day."

Xie Zhuo was really angry.

In fact, it is normal to play cards occasionally for entertainment. After all, winter is very long and farmers don’t have much work to do. They either gossip about other people’s private affairs or stay at home and sleep.

But it’s obvious at first glance that Liu Mancang is not playing casually. Who can win more than one dollar in three or four days by playing casually?

It was obvious that he was playing big, and given Liu Mancang's card skills and intelligence, it was not normal for him to win so much at once.

It was obvious that someone was setting a trap for him.

As to whether this trap is aimed at him alone or at others as well, it is hard to say for now.

Liu Mancang grew up following Xie Zhuo. Xie Zhuo really treated him as his younger brother, so he didn't want him to go astray. But he was not in a position to scold him in public.

You are a grown man now, you need to save face.

But what I did...

Seeing that Liu Mancang's head was almost hanging to the ground, Xie Zhuo was a little unable to curse. After all, he also knew that Liu Mancang's family was short of money.

In his previous life, he even went to the mountains to look for wild ginseng for money and was almost gored to death by a wild boar.

"Stand here and wait," Xie Zhuo stared at the whorl of hair on his head for a while, then sighed in his heart.

"Hmm?" Liu Mancang was still thinking about what happened in the past few days.

In fact, when he first heard that they were playing such big cards, he felt nervous and didn't dare to try.

But after watching it several times in a row, and seeing a pile of Mao Zedong's banknotes in front of others, I couldn't help but want to try it.

At the beginning, he thought he would just play once and then stop playing. Unexpectedly, he played it again and again for several days.

Moreover, he has been praised by those card players these days, and he feels that he is very lucky and is good at playing cards. Maybe he can really make money by playing cards.

Unexpectedly, this might have been a setup from the beginning to the end.

If he hadn't brought Xie Zhuo with him, the RMB 1.3 yuan that had just entered his pocket might have been taken away by someone else before it even had time to warm up.

That’s not right. Maybe not only the money I’ve earned in the past few days will be taken away, but even my own money will be taken away.

Liu Mancang was thinking seriously, and then he heard Xie Zhuo asking him to wait at the door.

He waited for about five minutes, and Xie Zhuo came out of the yard with a cloth package in his hand.

"What is this?" Liu Mancang quickly reached out to take it.

"Money," Xie Zhuo said.

"Ah?" Liu Mancang pinched the package, "Whose bill is so big?"

As he spoke, he flipped through the books quickly and saw several junior high and high school textbooks.

"This……"

Liu Mancang thought about it, but still didn't understand what Xie Zhuo meant. What did it mean to suddenly give him such a big bag of books?

"Haven't you heard that saying?" Xie Zhuo patted the package with his hands. "There is a golden house in the book. If you really want to support yourself without relying on farming in the future, just listen to me."

"Well," Liu Mancang's eyes suddenly lit up, "I will definitely listen to you."

"Take these books back and read them. I'll only give you one and a half years," Xie Zhuo said with a serious expression, but a casual tone. "If you can learn all the knowledge in these books in one and a half years, I'll tell you the secret to making a lot of money."

"...Ah?" Liu Mancang's expectations, which had just risen up, were instantly dashed.

He looked at Xie Zhuo's coat, which was even more torn than his, and then looked at the book in his hand. "Can you really make a lot of money?"

Xie Zhuo followed his gaze and glanced at himself, then raised his hand and slapped him on the arm, "I call this being low-key, do I have no money?"

"Isn't that also belong to Third Sister-in-law?" Liu Mancang said in a low voice.

The last time Xie Zhuo went to the educated youth center to ask for money, he also went with him. Although he didn't get all the money, he managed to get about 100 or 200 yuan.

"Do you want to listen?" Xie Zhuo had never told anyone else about his contact with people in the black market and the matter of repairing radios and watches. Now that he heard him say this, he did not defend himself.

"Listen, listen, listen," Liu Mancang responded in a series of responses, "I will do whatever you tell me to do."

Seeing that he was still obedient, Xie Zhuo added, "If you don't know anything, you can come and ask me in the evening."

Liu Mancang was very confused. Why did Xie Zhuo let him read these when the college entrance examination was cancelled?

He pondered for a long time on the way home with the book, and finally realized that this was a test given to him by his third brother.

Xu Yan was watching Dabao and Xiaobao writing when he saw Xie Zhuo rushing in. He took out a stack of books from a cabinet next to the small bookshelf, then turned around and left.

When he came in again, Xu Yan looked up at him and asked, "Do you have the textbook?"

"Yes," Xie Zhuo was stunned by the question, "Our whole class has it."

"Then you..." Xu Yan wanted to ask, why didn't you tell me when I went to the city to buy books that day? Halfway through her words, she remembered that at that time, she didn't seem to tell Xie Zhuo that he wanted to buy textbooks.

"Then what did you take it out for just now?" Xu Yan changed the subject and asked.

"It's fully stocked," Xie Zhuo came over and glanced at Dabao and Xiaobao's notebooks, then he told Xu Yan a brief account of what had happened.

When Xu Yan heard that Liu Mancang was planning to make money by playing cards, he was also a little speechless, "Aunt Yang is worried to death."

Xie Zhuo nodded.

Xu Yan continued to watch Dabao and Xiaobao write. After watching for a few seconds, he remembered something and turned to look at Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo was about to make himself a cup of tea. When he saw her looking over, he snorted in question, "What's wrong?"

"Why do you let him read those textbooks?" Xu Yan asked.

Xie Zhuo paused as he was pouring water into the enamel pot. After a second, he steadily added half a pot of water into it. The dark green tea leaves suddenly jumped up with the hot water and then unfolded their leaves.

"He was deceived so easily because his brain is not working well," Xie Zhuo said calmly, "Maybe reading more books can make up for it."

Xu Yan looked at him suspiciously for a few times, then looked away, "I don't know what the captain of the next village is thinking. Someone opened a casino in the backyard of the widow's house, but he didn't care."

"It's winter now," Xie Zhuo put the kettle back on the stove, then stood up and added half a bucket of cold water to it, "but sooner or later they will all be wiped out."