Yuntao's family is now living a more and more prosperous life, but there are always people in the village who are dissatisfied with it.

Just now, Wang Ermaizi from the village came to Wang Dali's house.

Wang Ermaizi: "Da Li, I told you that you and Yuntao used to be a family, living in the same house. How come your Wang family has fallen into such a state now? Look at Yuntao. A woman like her can live such a prosperous life."

Wang Dali was no pushover: "I have made my life like this. But it is better than yours, Wang Ermaizi. Look at me, you don't even have a woman. I'm afraid you haven't even tasted meat. I, Wang Dali, at least have three sons. I have sons. I have descendants. What do you have? You only have pockmarks all over your face."

Wang Ermaizi was furious when he heard this. He hated it most in his life when people said he had pockmarks all over his face. It was because he had pockmarks all over his face and was still a bachelor that he could not have a wife.

I also blamed myself for my poor family conditions when I was young. My family was so poor that I didn't have money to see a doctor. Otherwise, according to my childhood condition, my pockmarks on my face could have been cured.

Wang Ermaizi thought about these words and touched his cheek with his hand. He felt more and more uncomfortable. The pockmarks on his face were a pain for his whole life.

Wang Dali felt very comfortable when he saw Wang Ermaizi's look. This son of a bitch wanted to step on me, but he didn't even look in the mirror to see what he looks like. No matter how useless I am, I still have such a big blue brick and tile house, which is better than you, a pockmarked man without a woman.

When Wang Ermaizi saw Wang Dali like this, no matter how angry he was, he could do nothing but spit a few times in front of Wang Dali and walked away in shame.

Wang Dali responded by pouring a basin of cold water on Wang Ermaizi.

The two parted unhappily.

Wang Erli stood in the ear room next door and watched the two people's farce.

Wang Dali: "Brother, have you seen enough? If you have, you should go to work in the fields. When you are old, no one will take care of you and see you to the grave. Why don't you save some money for your coffin while you are still able to work? I think you will die miserably."

It is Wang Erli's pain that he has no son in his life. Now someone wants to step on him and mentions the fact that he has no son.

Wang Erli: "My dear brother, even if you have three sons, they are still useless. Look at your three sons. They have only come home since you came. How many of them have come to see you? Maybe they won't come even if you die."

"We are both the same. At least I am better than you. My aunt Ying will still give me some gifts every month, and will bury me when she dies. As for you, my good brother, the same may not be true."

Wang Dali left immediately after hearing this. He didn't even bother to pay attention to his good brother. He knew exactly what was happening to his son. Now the family had no money, and his son hadn't come to see him for a long time.

I really don't have any money now, so I still have to think of a way.

Wang Dali looked at the last five taels of silver he had left.

My mind became active again.

Wang Dali saw that it was still early, so he gritted his teeth and went to town.

Wang Erli looked at Wang Dali's back as he walked away. "Brother, you are a hopeless person. Looking at your current state, you may have to go back to your old job."

Wang Dali came to the town and very skillfully went to the gambling house he hadn't been to for a long time, but this time he went to a different gambling house, not the one that had traumatized him before.

Wang Dali relied on his five taels of silver, and whether it was good luck or something else, he managed to win fifty taels of silver today with just five taels of silver.

Wang Dali was very satisfied and was about to leave when he saw several people coming and stopping him.

"Where are you from? This is your first time in our gambling house, right? You want to leave after winning fifty taels? I'm afraid that's not appropriate."

"I say, big brother, do you want to gamble for a while? If you gamble for a while, you may win more. If you don't have money, we can lend it to you, don't worry. We are all good people, we are all brothers, brothers will not cheat brothers, so you should go boldly."

Wang Dali was very nervous when he saw the attitude of this group of people. He also knew that he could not afford to offend this group of people. But now he was very satisfied with the fifty taels of silver. Every time he wanted to win more and wanted to be greedy, he would lose more miserably.

Wang Dali mustered up his courage and said, "Brothers, please help me. I have something else to do at home. It's really not convenient for me to gamble today. I'd better leave first. When I have time in the future, I will definitely gamble to my heart's content. Forget it today."

After Wang Dali finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

In a flash, the group of people surrounded Wang Dali.

"No, brother, come on. We will all accompany you. We are all good people. You can gamble for half an hour, you can gamble for half an hour, no matter how much you win or lose, we will let you go, even if you win several hundred taels of silver, we will let you go."

Wang Dali looked at this situation, and although he was very scared, he thought that it was in broad daylight. He had not done anything else, and he had only won fifty taels of silver. These people should not do anything to him, they just wanted the silver.

Wang Dali took advantage of the group's inattention and ran out quickly.

When the group of people saw Wang Dali refused to accept the toast, the leader was furious. This person really didn't know how to face me. My words didn't work, and he still wanted to run away.

"Brothers, come on, bring him back to me. If you can't, break his legs and see how he can escape. If the prey I've set my eyes on wants to escape, there's no way."

How could a weak man like Wang Dali outrun this group of thugs?

His two legs were broken by a strong man behind him, just when the strong man wanted to take Wang Dali back to the gambling house.

At this time, several yamen runners with knives appeared in the distance.

The group of people left in a hurry because they were afraid of causing trouble. Anyway, they had taught Wang Dali a lesson, and whether Wang Dali could survive or not was up to him.

Wang Dali wanted to cry but he had no tears. Why was his life so miserable? He just wanted to earn some money for his own pocket money. Now, he had lost both legs. He didn't know if they could be cured. Even if they could be cured, he only had this little money.

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