Ren Xiaoyao walked out of the Public Security Bureau. He thought for a moment, what is coming will always come, and there is no way to hide. It is better to live one day at a time, take things as they come, and enjoy life is the way to go.
Thinking of this, he walked towards his home under the bridge. When he got under the bridge, he found that this place was no longer his home. It had been occupied by a homeless couple with three children.
"Why did you take over my home? Don't you know this is my home, Ren Xiaoyao?" Ren Xiaoyao saw that his home was gone less than three days after he left, so he turned to the couple with his hands on his hips.
shouted.
"Brother, it's getting colder day by day. The kids are really cold. It's been raining lately. We really couldn't find a place and didn't know this was my eldest brother's home, so we stayed there. We'll move right away. You
Just forgive us." The couple bowed and apologized to Ren Xiaoyao.
Seeing the couple who were weaker than him, Ren Xiaoyao's anger immediately disappeared.
He said: "It's not easy to wander around. Just live here. Don't move. I'll find a way to get some more wooden boards and build a shed under the bridge. Otherwise, the children will freeze in the winter."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the nearby construction site. As Ren Xiaoyao walked, he kept asking himself, what was wrong with him now and how he was doing things differently from before.
While walking, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly felt his two eyelids jump one after another, and the jump became more and more violent, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
As the saying goes, "The left eye twitches to make money, the right eye twitches to disaster." His right eye twitched first, and then his left eye. After all the disasters, will the fortune be lost? Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself.
He suddenly thought of what his master had said to him. If he was caught in jail or beaten into a vegetative state, what would be his next "wealth"?
He had nothing to live on, and his parents didn't leave anything for him. It seemed that getting rich was just a dream! He laughed at himself and continued to move forward.
"This is the call of the heart, this is the dedication of love..." A song "Devotion of Love" came from the roadside. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the song and found that it turned out to be a newly opened welfare lottery station.
There are various promotional posters posted outside the lottery station, which read: Help the elderly, help the disabled, help the poor, rescue orphans, and provide disaster relief; if you invest two yuan of love, you may receive five million in return!
After reading this, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel bright. His left eyelid was twitching so much now. Could it be that he was going to win a big prize? When he thought of this, he felt as if an electric current had passed through his mind. His heart was beating wildly, and his palms were shaking.
His forehead was sweating with excitement.
He reached into his pocket and found that there were actually two dollars and a few dimes. This was all his belongings. He strode towards the lottery station.
Ren Xiaoyao was walking, but his consciousness seemed to have unknowingly left his body and rose into the air with the rhythm of walking. His whole person seemed to have merged into another environment. This was a mysterious and mysterious feeling.
Xiaoyao didn't know how to explain it or how it came about. It seemed like it happened naturally.
Ren Xiaoyao was intoxicated and fascinated by this feeling. He really hoped to never break this state.
Suddenly a string of numbers floated past his eyes, and this was repeated three times in a row. At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao was hit by someone, and he woke up, and there was nothing in front of his eyes.
Ren Xiaoyao was about to raise his head to curse, but when he looked up, he was startled. It turned out that there was a line of words in front of him, which said "Lottery Issuing Office". Ren Xiaoyao thought of the numbers that appeared in front of his eyes just now, and also recalled the twitching of his eyelids in the morning.
, couldn’t help but stay there for a while.
The lady selling lottery tickets looked at the ragged Ren Xiaoyao standing in front of her, but she didn't say anything, just in a daze.
He couldn't help but politely asked Ren Xiaoyao: "Sir, do you want to buy a lottery ticket?"
No response, asked again and still no response.
The lady couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so she couldn't help but push him with her hand, and then said loudly: "Hey, sir, do you want to buy a lottery ticket? If not, please get out of the way!"
After being woken up, Ren Xiaoyao said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now. I'll buy it."
"Oh, it's nothing. How many lottery tickets do you want to buy?" asked the lady selling lottery tickets.
"How many bets? What is a bet?" Ren Xiaoyao asked.
"It just means a few tickets," the lady selling lottery tickets explained.
Ren Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "One, just one number is 4674892." Ren Xiaoyao did not hesitate to tell the string of numbers he saw in the illusion.
Carefully putting away the lottery tickets, Ren Xiaoyao continued to walk towards the construction site. He thought to himself that he was just "helping the poor" now, and he should win the special prize just for this.