Cui Zhiduan was thoughtful, turned around and said to his brother: "Brother, since casinos are harmful to people, why doesn't daddy ban them?"
Cui Zhiduan sighed in disappointment. It seemed that he could only wait until he returned home before asking his father.
At this time, a man in his thirties walked towards Aunt Feng, who was washing clothes. The man had a shriveled figure and two thick dark circles under his eyes. He looked exhausted.
Insufficient, both kidney qi are deficient.
Ning Kang secretly muttered: "It's a sign of dying young."
Cui Zhiduan deeply agreed. This man looked too weak. He seemed to be Aunt Feng's prodigal son.
As soon as Aunt Feng saw her son, she immediately put down her work and walked up. She clapped her hands, took out a hard doughnut from her pocket and handed it over: "Brother Ming, you're back, haven't you had breakfast?
This is the steamed buns I cooked in the morning. It’s still hot. Eat it quickly to fill your stomach. Don’t starve your body..."
Aunt Feng was talking nonchalantly, and Feng Ming took the cornbread and took a bite. He immediately spat it out and even threw away the cornbread in his hand. The cornbread rolled in the ditch a few times and then stopped moving.
"Bah, bah, what the hell? Is this a cornbread or a stone? My teeth are almost chipped!"
"Brother Ming, you, why did you throw away the steamed buns? Is it not to your liking? Mom, mom will steam the buns for you again."
As Aunt Feng spoke, she picked up the dough heads from the ditch and stuffed them into her pocket. When she met her son's disgusted eyes, she laughed dryly: "Mom has already eaten breakfast, but we can't waste it.
, it’s also good to pick it up and feed it to the chickens.”
As she said this, she swallowed her saliva and her eyes became a little wandering.
Cui Zhiming approached his brother and said secretly: "This Aunt Feng must have not eaten breakfast. She seems to have been hungry for a long time."
He had been hungry before and knew what a hungry person looked like.
Cui Zhiduan then carefully observed Aunt Feng. She walked slightly tremblingly before. He thought it was because of old age and weakness, but now he saw that she was obviously too hungry to have any strength.
Feng Ming, the prodigal son, obviously didn't care whether his mother had breakfast or not. When he heard that his mother was going to steam buns, he immediately narrowed his eyes: "Where did we get the flour at home? Didn't you say we don't have any money? Where did we get the money to buy flour?"
Aunt Feng was afraid that her son would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "I didn't buy it, it was the children from the Daxing team who received the silver reward for the Cuju Cup and gave it to Zhou Lizheng one hundred taels of silver for public use. Zhou Lizheng used the money to
Every household received rice and noodles."
"Daxing team?" Feng Ming's eyes lit up as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Did the Daxing team get their silver reward?"
She knows her son better than her mother. Aunt Feng knew what her son wanted to do at a glance, and her mouth moved: "Brother Ming..."
Her words of dissuasion were eliminated by her son's cold eyes. She pinched the corner of her clothes helplessly, and the wrinkles between her eyebrows were full of sorrow and numbness.
Xiang Fengming had already spotted a group of people from the Daxing team. He quickly raised a smile and came over: "The eldest nephew of the Guo family, long time no see. Your Daxing team is so impressive. It has conquered all the invincible players in the world. What about the Cuju team from a powerful family?"
?It’s not like you’re defenseless in front of us! Uncle, it’s even more honorable for me to mention you in front of my friends!”
In order to prove that the relationship between them was very close, Feng Ming patted Guo Hongming on the shoulder like an elder, looking very comforted.
Guo Hongming's body stiffened, and even the smile on his face froze: "Uncle Feng is exaggerating. We just won this game by luck. We don't dare to say that we are invincible in the world. It's just a small fight."
"Why don't young people have any energy at all?" Feng Ming pretended to be a veteran and shook his head: "I think back then, your uncle Feng was so proud that he responded to a hundred responses. He didn't mention the state capital, but just mentioned Daxingfang.
There is no one who would not give me some face. Even when your father is still alive, you will always follow my lead."
Guo Hongming's expression became cold: "Feng Gong was kind to the Guo family, and his late father has never forgotten it. He worked hard to earn money over the years to repay the Feng family's kindness, and he has paid it off a few years ago..."
His grandfather had been in poor health all year round, and one year his health deteriorated. It was the century-old ginseng gifted by Feng Ming's father that saved his life. The Feng family has always remembered it. In order to repay the kindness of the Feng family, Guo Hongming's parents have been away from home all year round.
I was running a business, but unfortunately I contracted a serious disease on the road and passed away not long after returning home.
The two members of the Guo family are enough to repay the Feng family for their survival.
Feng Ming pretended to be crazy and didn't say a word about it. He still said with a smile: "The eldest nephew of the Guo family is too ignorant. The kindness between our two families is immeasurable, and the relationship cannot be compared with outsiders. Your parents are not
Well, your Uncle Feng is not an outsider, so if he gives you more guidance, he will be worthy of your parents’ spirits in heaven.”
Guo Hongming had veins popping out on his forehead, and he was already furious. Jiang Binbai was worried that Brother Guo would do something rude in his anger, so he hurried over and put his arm on Feng Ming's shoulder with a smile: "Uncle Feng, what are you doing today?"
Good morning, you look good, it seems you made a big deal yesterday."
Cui Zhiduan and others who were watching the excitement looked at each other, and they finally understood what it meant to tell lies with open eyes. If this uncle's face and complexion were good, he would be a strong person that day.
Cui Zhiduan and others were surrounded by Sanniang's group of children. Fengming had always hated those children and didn't even want to take a second look at them, so he didn't notice that there were a few more wealthy young men in the crowd for the time being.
His focus still fell on the group of young men shining with golden light in front of him.
Feng Ming never liked people saying he gambled, so whenever he met people would say he was doing business, but it was just a special deal with the casino.
Therefore, Jiang Binbai's words were very to his liking. This boy had always been clever and lovable. Feng Ming liked this boy more. Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face: "It's just a small business. How can he compare to his elder nephew?"
You just played a few games of Cuju and you can easily get a thousand taels."
As he spoke, he glanced at the small box Guo Hongming was holding. The small box didn't look like it contained a thousand taels, but the wood in the box was of high quality, and the contents inside were certainly good.
Sure enough, it came!
Even if Feng Ming tried his best to hide the greed in his eyes, it is not easy for a greedy wolf to reveal his desire when facing food. What's more, Feng Ming's acting skills can only be said to be mediocre, and his wolfish ambitions have gradually improved over time.
