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Chapter 12 Harvest

The Mediterranean uncle put away the cards on the table and began to shuffle them. During this period, my eyes always glanced at Qi Yao from time to time.

"Leader Qi, why are you playing such a small card? It seems that you are lucky today. Do you want to play a few big games with us?" Suddenly, a slutty man's voice interrupted me and peeked at the beauty.

A small, big belly fat man handed a cigarette to the Mediterranean uncle, and the two looked very familiar.

The Mediterranean uncle was moved by the fat man's invitation, and he responded: "Okay, I'm just right today and I will definitely get back the money I lost before."

As he said that, the Mediterranean uncle put down his card and prepared to follow the fat man.

I was stunned for a few of us to see. I greeted the fat man’s ancestors in my heart. What is he? The leeks I planted with my efforts, but he actually wanted to harvest them.

Just as he was about to stop him, Qi Yao, who was standing beside him, took the lead in pulling the Mediterranean uncle: "Dad, didn't you say you would go home in the last two games?"

"Can you please stop lying to me? I've really had enough!"

No wonder the old saying goes, women are made of water. In just one sentence, Qi Yao's tears have already flowed down, and my grievance makes me feel a little distressed.

The Mediterranean uncle begged to look at Qi Yao and persuaded him earnestly: "Yao, isn't my dad just to give you a better life? Today, my dad is lucky. Maybe you can win the tuition for one semester of college in one night."

Only children or stupid people will believe this by betting!

"Dad, can you stop thinking about it? If it weren't for gambling, how could our family end up now? These people are lying to you. Wake up!" Qi Yao burst into tears.

"Qi Yao, don't mess around, okay?" The Mediterranean man was extremely embarrassed and anxiously wanted Qi Yao to shut up and stop talking nonsense.

Seizing this opportunity, I quickly interrupted: "Hey, uncle, you still can't play anymore, why are you going to run away after winning money? If this is the case, no one will play with you next time!"

"Play, play." Grabbing the steps I gave, the Mediterranean uncle took advantage of the ripple and rejected the fat man with his daughter's excuse, and continued to bet on the cards with me.

Now, in his eyes, I am a fat sheep that can be slaughtered by others, so he attaches great importance to me. He is afraid that I will not be happy and will not play with him, and he will not win my money.

But in this game, I changed my mind! I will no longer be a leek, but a sharp sickle!

If he can't be eaten up today, I can guarantee that tomorrow he will use the money he won to lose to Fatty and others, and that will be a loss to the wife and the army, so I won't be a traitor!

Even though the Mediterranean uncle's card shuffling technique is technical, it is not in my control of a card that has been sweating for me.

"Cut the card." Before I dealt, I stopped him and started cutting the card.

Although there was a layer of gauze wrapped around my hands, it did not affect my card code by cutting cards: "As the saying goes, it's better, it's not good!"

Pretending to not know the rules, I cut three stacks of cards out, and took this opportunity to point out the cards I wanted.

They didn't care about me, a "novice", a little boy who gave me money.

The Mediterranean uncle even teased me contemptuously: "The child is not young, he is quite superstitious, hahaha."

After three rounds of 'boosting', I didn't plan to read the cards this time, so I also found a reasonable excuse for this: "This time I heard from the uncle, I'm just 'boosting'. If you don't watch it, I won't watch it."

The bet was added without any attention and raised the price of the "boom" card to ten yuan. This was a pain to watch the card players because they needed to follow twenty, and the cards were slightly smaller, and they ran away directly.

"That's right!" The Mediterranean uncle laughed and followed my bet.

The ‘boo’ cards continued to bet, and four or five hundred yuan had been accumulated on the table. In addition to me and the Mediterranean uncle, there was also a man who was also following the cards.

But he looked at the cards. Judging from the traces of my sweat, he was 9, k, a. The cards were so messy, and he still dared to follow them. I decided that he was all the same, and no wonder he dared to continue to follow them.

Unfortunately, his cards are not as good as my Mediterranean uncle, any one.

Every time he bets, he doubled the price of both of us. Unconsciously, the price was mentioned by the Mediterranean uncle at twenty per bet, and the man's bet was twice as much as ours, forty.

After two rounds, the man couldn't stand it anymore, but the rule of the tractor was that two companies were "boost" cards. When the other companies looked at cards, players could not pick anyone's cards.

So he chose to hold on and bet that he could win this game!

The Mediterranean uncle was also a little nervous. He didn't have the ability to do this, and he didn't know what the trump card was. He was not afraid of me, but was afraid that the man who saw the cards was bigger than him.

So he chose to read the cards, but after reading the cards, I guess he must regret reading the cards. jqk straight, this card is bigger than that of men.

"Since everyone has read the cards, I have to watch it too." I laughed and looked at the cards in my hand.

"I'll drive you." The man took out eighty, threw it into the pile, and opened the Mediterranean uncle's card.

There is no doubt that he lost. Seeing the original hundreds of dollars in his hand become only a few dozen dollars, the man left the table with annoyed.

The Mediterranean uncle was full of joy. At this time, almost all the money I brought in was betted, winning all of me was the result he wanted to see the most.

"Yao, have you seen that my dad won this card, which is enough for your tuition for one semester!"

Judging from his confident look, it seemed that the money on the table had been taken into consideration by him.

At present, there are still three or four hundred in the hands of the Mediterranean uncle, and I only have dozens of dollars left.

"Boy, stop and leave a fare to go home. You can't beat me." Uncle Mediterranean advised.

I snorted lightly and waved to Lu Kai: "Give me some money, and leave the interest according to the rules of the venue."

Every venue has the service of lending, and charging high interest rates is also a major part of the venue's income.

"How much do you get?" Lu Kai asked.

I stretched out five fingers to him: "Take five hundred first."

Five hundred yuan was delivered, and I continued to bet with the Mediterranean uncle. I would look at Qi Yao from time to time. Her brows were frowning and her face was full of worry.

She was worried that her father would lose money, but losing money was inevitable!

"Good boy, will you argue with me?"

After a few rounds, the Mediterranean man bets all the money in his hands, and he borrowed money from the field just like me.

"Dad, stop borrowing, our family can't afford this high interest rate. I don't want to be asked for debts when someone comes to the door." The moment the local Mediterranean man borrowed money to bet, I clearly saw hideousness and pain on Qi Yao's face.

I always heard that those who put high-ranking children were extremely despicable to gamblers who could not afford to pay back their money, beating, pouring paint, intimidating, torture, and harming their families. They were endless.

Later, during my contact with Qi Yao, she mentioned to me that her father had borrowed a tall son and had experienced an extremely painful and fearful life in her family. The claws of that life became the shadow that enveloped her entire childhood!
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