Chapter 3 The third time I get drunk and talk about leisurely guessing news

As the saying goes: If you want to know what is on your mind, but listen to what you say.What Chunhua said in front of Third Aunt Mao left a big mark. After she sent Chunhua away, she didn't weave cloth on the machine or go out to the kitchen to light the fire. She put her hands on her knees and leaned over. Sitting down, he looked at a lamp hanging on the wall, just in a daze.After about an hour, there was a sound of "butong" on the half door outside, and then there was a humming like a pig. Aunt Mao knew that it was her husband, Uncle Mao, who had returned. What kind of person is Uncle Mao? Here is a brief introduction: his surname is not Mao, but also Yao.Not only his surname is Yao, but all the people in this village have the surname Yao, without any other surnames.In most places in Jiangxi, rural society was organized with this strong feudal color.In a village, only people with the same surname live. Even if there are one or two families with different surnames, they will be excluded by the majority and feel inconvenient. He has no choice but to live in the village of his own clan.Because of this, every village has an ancestral hall and a village temple.Ancestral halls are for ancestors, and temples are for gods and Buddhas.The gods and Buddhas are also inseparable from the land, God of Wealth, Wenchang, and Guan Gong.If you study these gods and Buddhas, you can know what the thoughts of the country people are like.This is to cure ghosts and gods. It can be seen that they are organized.As for the management of personnel and affairs, of course we need to improve even more.Roughly speaking, in every village, there are at least two rulers. One is in charge of personnel affairs.But it must be the person who studies and does stereotyped kung fu, and the other is the person who manages the family affairs, and the elders in each village are in charge.Although they don't need to have any form of election, if there is a matter outside the clan, everyone must come to ask the elders; , I am determined not to be responsible for many trivial matters for the whole family of three to five hundred people or two to three thousand people. For example, family A lost a chicken, family B owed people three months of interest, such trivial matters have to be dealt with.It is also very annoying.Therefore, under the ruler, there are always some straightforward people in the whole family.People who can talk, or can run, and have spare time, come to help everything, and Uncle Mao is one of them.Although this kind of person has no status in the whole clan, when the patriarch Xianggong allows him to handle things, he is no different from the patriarch Xianggong for a period of time.So in normal times, the villagers might as well give him a little bit of money: In order to get a little bit of money, Third Uncle Mao only manages about 30 orange trees on his private property all year round, and works in the fields, such as planting hay and weeding grass.Car water, I don't care about these hard things that are up and down.Every day I just go to Sanhu Guanshangshui Tavern to drink and sit around.If he had money, he went to the gambling booth in the Temple of Fortune to bet on single and double treasures: every time the sun went down, he drank so much that his face and cheeks were like Guan Gong, and he walked back.Day by day.This behavior was so noticeable that no one knew about Uncle Mao for ten miles or so.Why is it called Uncle Mao? His nickname is San Mao Yazai.Until the age of eighteen.It was only then that it was named Tianzhu.But people called him Sanmao Yazai, not Yao Tianzhu: when he married Aunt Mao San, some people couldn't call him by his nickname, so he was called by someone who was a generation younger than him.Call him Uncle Mao.Fortunately, his seniority is extremely high, so he will never be fooled by calling him that.There are very few people of the same generation or one or two generations older, so I have to call him Tianzhu.Although Third Uncle Mao is a good drinker and a good gambler, he has never been unreasonable in his life. If he is wrong, honestly, he thinks he is wrong: because he is willing to admit his mistake, everyone's feelings for him are not bad = only his My wife is Aunt Mao.Sleeping with such a drunk every night makes me very uncomfortable.And he is not at home most of the time during the day.

This evening, Aunt Mao listened to Chunhua's words.For someone who thinks she is evil, marrying a dysentery husband is really aggrieved.However, my own husband.A thunderous face, full of sideburns, and the clothes on his body.Always open-minded.Don't button up.The outer panel has a belt, and the button is turned on the body, which is very ugly.What's the fun in being with such a husband all day long.When she thought of this, her husband came back.In the past, when she heard the sound of the door, she would come forward and open it, lest Third Uncle Mao be too wordy.I was very unhappy today, even though I didn't open the door after listening, I just put my hands on my thighs and looked at the lamp on the wall.Third Uncle Mao kicked the door several times with his feet, and shouted: "Are you dead? Come and open the door, I will knock down these two doors and see what you are doing at home?" Third Aunt Mao then He agreed to come out from the house, and while walking, he smiled and said: "If you want to open this door, you should hit it hard a few times. If you don't open this door, you will not be able to show that you are a good man! Break the door I'm afraid that bastard will have to pay for the repairs." As he spoke, the two doors opened inwards, and Third Uncle Mao leaned over and fell in from the outside.Third Aunt Mao ignored him, closed the door, and went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes.Seeing his wife ignoring him, Third Uncle Mao was also a little embarrassed, so he squeezed a dry pipe and went to the kitchen to look for kindling.When he lit the fire, he saw two rice bowls and two pairs of chopsticks in the sink, so he gasped and said, "Why do you use two sets of chopsticks by yourself?" Third Aunt Mao held the bowl in the sink with both hands, He tilted his head and looked, "Why did you see the two sets of bowls and chopsticks?" After finishing speaking, he sneered lightly.Uncle Mao said: "Looking at you like this, you seem to be angry with me. Can't I ask you a question? Women talk about three obediences and four virtues. You are right, men always look like this. It was taught by your mother and father." Humph! You shrew!" He said this, took a bench in his hand, placed it heavily in the middle of the kitchen, and sat down.Third Aunt Mao lived next door to the Xianggong’s family, and had been influenced by Confucius and Mencius a lot. She felt more serious about her husband’s words than listening to the master’s verdict in the courtroom, so she immediately lowered her voice and managed to bring her back. She smiled and said: "I'll tell you the truth. The eldest girl from Xianggong's family came to our house. I kept her for dinner, so I have two sets of bowls and chopsticks. She is someone I see every day. I can't Lie."

Third Uncle Mao quietly smoked two bags of dry cigarettes, naturally thought of the idea several times in his stomach, and then smiled: "This is unexpected, the big girl is literate and arrogant, she will never treat ordinary women Why are you willing to chat with you?" Third Aunt Mao raised her eyebrows and said, "I just can't read, but when it comes to the contents of my stomach, I'm no worse than her!" After laughing twice, he didn't say anything, just sat by the side and quietly watched Third Aunt Mao tidy up the kitchen.She tidied up by herself and ignored her husband. After a long time, she sighed.Third Uncle Mao rolled his drunken eyes and said, "Why are you still sighing? Are you not allowed to ask me about what you do at home? I come back a little late outside, how can you question me?" She said: "This It's a joke, and I didn't say you shouldn't ask, I'm just sighing for the big girl, what's your heart?" She finished tidying up the things in the kitchen, picked up the lamp on the wall, Go back to the bedroom.

Third Uncle Mao didn't finish his sentence, how could he give up, and followed her into the bedroom.At this time, Third Aunt Mao put a basin of wash water on the small table, rolled up her sleeves, and faced a small mirror hanging on the wall, she washed her face first, then her arms, and then found it in a drawer. Comb with one handle, touch your head with your left hand, and comb your hair with your right hand, and comb it gently.Third Uncle Mao was sitting next to him smoking a pipe, his eyes were nailed into place, and he was looking at his wife.Third Aunt Mao also knew that her husband was looking at her, but she just pretended not to know, she only squinted her eyes, glanced at her slightly, then put down her comb, picked up the lamp on the table, and was about to go into the main room.Third Uncle Mao hurriedly got up, hurriedly stood at the door, with his arms spread across, blocking the way, and said with a smile, "Where are you going with the light at this time?" Third Aunt Mao said: "My cloth, wait Get off the plane tomorrow! Tonight is still early to catch the two shuttles. Don't you see it?" Uncle Mao took the light and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "I have something to talk to you. Tonight Don't weave at night!" Third Aunt Mao didn't resist when he took the lamp over.He was sitting on an old chair near the door, resting his head on his hands, half-closed his eyes: Uncle Mao sat on the edge of the table with a pipe in his hand, and said with a smile: "Hey! Don't pretend to be asleep, your sentence You haven't told me yet, why did you sigh that for the eldest girl?" Third Aunt Mao suddenly became dizzy, and replied, "I mean a flower stuck in dog shit." Third Uncle Mao said: "I also understand what you said. You mean that the son-in-law she promised is a man with dysentery." Third Aunt Mao snorted and said with a smile: "A marriage like hers, is it flowers planted on shit?" What?" Uncle Mao said: "Marriages are predestined in previous lives, so what can be done?" Aunt Mao said: "I don't believe this. They should be married. Why did Zhang Sheng and Ms. Yingying come to meet each other by such a fate? Why didn't they become husband and wife later? The Buddha and Bodhisattva who cares about marriage are too confused." Uncle Mao said: " Haha! You’re talking about Gu’er Ci." Aunt Mao said: "This is a long section of the West Chamber that the eldest girl told me tonight, so I remembered it as soon as I said it." Uncle Mao said: " How did she bring up the story of the West Chamber with you?" Third Aunt Mao sighed and said, "I'm just using wine to drown my sorrows." So she told Chunhua what she said tonight from the beginning to the end.Learned it again.

Third Uncle Mao closed his eyes halfway, took a pipe in his mouth, and clapped his hands after listening to his wife's words: "I understand this matter, I understand, I understand greatly!" laughing out loud.Third Aunt Mao softly shouted: "What's your name? The Xianggong's family next door heard it. Was it for fun? Tell me, how did you understand?" Uncle Mao said: "You don't know something, now we In the Xianggong Academy, a young student came. Needless to say, he was dressed like a playboy. Even in terms of people, he was originally a white-faced scholar. He was indeed two sizes taller than the original ten or twenty students. Yesterday, my husband and I came back from the street with something. The eldest girl stopped me on the side of the road outside the ancestral hall. She said that there is another student in our school. Do you know? I don’t understand why she asked me To be honest, I have known this sentence for a long time. She also said, you go to the street every day, and you still have to pass by the door of this student's house. I said, I know, he is the son of Master Li. The eldest girl borrowed this point Because of the root cause, I got up and questioned me. I passed by the door of Mr. Li. Is her house big? Who is there in the family? Is Mr. Li a good person? After asking, she told me again that she was asking these questions for fun, and told me not to mention this matter to others. After finishing speaking, she blushed and left. I wondered why she only asked these questions, and She was sneaky. Then I thought about it again, she is still young, so she may not know anything. But today when she went to the street, she also met that young master Li on the road. Because of what the eldest girl said, I had to treat him He looked at my face twice, he smiled and nodded at me, and asked me what to call him, as if he had seen me somewhere. I said that I live next door to Xianggong’s house, and I go to the street every day, so I walked past the gate of your mansion. He walked with me for more than a mile. It was just a walk, and he just asked about the family affairs. Later, he asked the younger brother if he was engaged? He seemed to want to ask the eldest girl if she had promised someone, but he didn't dare to say it, and went back to the school after seeing that he was about to walk on the main road at the entrance of the village. Doesn't it look interesting to him? Compare the words of the two of them , ha! Here..." He took two puffs of dry tobacco as he spoke.Generally, a rural woman does not know the heights of the sky and the lows of the earth, the past and the present, the boring life, and nothing to increase her knowledge. She likes to inquire about irrelevant housework, which is the only way to help her talk.Younger ones especially like to listen to other people's romantic news.After listening to her husband's words, Third Aunt Mao found it very interesting, so she smiled and said, "That's true. When the eldest girl comes someday, I will have to test her out." , gradually going upwards, put down the dry pipe, stretched a lazy waist and said with a smile: "Go to sleep = my own house, there is almost no rice for cooking, so go inquire about other people's house." Third Aunt Mao got up and walked out: "No, I still have to catch two shuttles." Uncle Mao didn't stop her either.But stretching his neck, he turned off the blow lamp on the table.

When he got up the next day, Uncle Mao took a long-handled broom.Sweep the floor in front of the door.Li Xiaoqiu turned around from the corner of the wall.Third Uncle Mao smiled and said, "Young Master Li, it's early!" Xiao Qiu nodded and said, "It's not early, I just went out. You have already come out to do things. Are you going to the street today?" said Uncle Mao. "Go, I won't be happy if I don't go to the street for a day." Xiaoqiu said: "Then, let me ask you something, I have two changes of clothes, please take them home for me. I also ask you and my father Said, bring two or three slings of money to use. I will write a note with my own hand and go home, and my father will naturally give you the money." Uncle Mao smiled and said, "It can be done for small things." As he was talking, Mao The third aunt came out headfirst.Although she came so fiercely, when she saw Xiaoqiu, she shrank back into the threshold again.Holding half of the door with his hand, he half hid his body, his eyes were rolling on Xiaoqiu's body.Uncle Mao said: "Hey, this is the young master Li I was talking about." The third aunt smiled: "Master, you have clothes to change, why bother to take them back? She has to wash clothes every day. You just hand them over." Just wash it for her." Aunt Mao said: "Yes, the students in the school often gave me clothes to wash last year. Because I was in a hurry to weave in the second half of the year, I didn't pick up the clothes: you have time. Just bring it." Xiaoqiu said: "That's great, in the future I will count the money of course." Mao Sanshu said with a smile: "Your young master will still be short of our money?" Xiaoqiu smiled and turned back to the school go.

After a short while, I took a roll of clothes.and a note.The clothes were left for washing, and the note was for Uncle Mao to go home to get the money.When he was handing in the clothes at the door, it happened that Chunhua came out of his house.He went to school with a book in his hand, glanced sideways, did not say hello, but lowered his head, and walked next to the short fence opposite.Xiaoqiu knew it in her heart, and she just pretended not to see her go: hand in the clothes.Then go back to school.When turning the bamboo fence.I saw Chunhua holding the orange tree.standing there.Seeing Xiaoqiu coming, he lowered his head and looked around on the ground.Xiaoqiu came forward and said, "Junior Sister, have you lost something?" Chunhua smiled and said, "I lost a needle when I walked here." Xiaoqiu said, "My eyes are fine, I'm here to look for them with you." Let's go." Chunhua said with a smile: "You don't need to look for it, it's really a big deal and you can't let it go. Brother also recognizes Uncle Mao?" Xiaoqiu said: "It's from this village, what else can't be recognized? " Chunhua said: "Last night, I was still telling stories to Third Aunt Mao at his home." Xiaoqiu said: "Junior Sister can tell stories, let me tell you a paragraph or two in the future! What are you talking about? What about the story?" Chunhua didn't answer, so he laughed.She didn't make a sound, Xiaoqiu couldn't face each other silently, so she had to continue talking.The two of them didn't know how long they had been talking, because of the sound of footsteps behind them, when they looked back, it was Uncle Mao who had come, so they left silently.Uncle Mao watched him, but didn't make a sound.

Today is the second day of the second month of the lunar calendar, and it is also the day to go to the market on Sanhu Street. I want to go to the street quickly, bow my head, and walk straight forward.He still had a note written by Xiaoqiu on his body, so he thought in his heart, should I go to get money for others first? Or go to the street to find some temporary business? I have money on me, and I will go to gamble again Yes, if you lose someone else's money, it would be embarrassing, so let's go to the street first.However, if you go to the street, you must drink a few bowls of water and wine, and you will get drunk, and then go to the mansion to ask for money. I'm afraid that something important will be missed, so let's go first.Since I know other people's money, I can't use it to gamble. Would I still go to the casino? I am too confused.Thinking so, he took the note and went to Li's house to deliver it.Because it was still early, Qiupu hadn't been to Liju yet.When he saw his son's note, he expected that there was nothing wrong with it, so he took three big bills worth a penny and asked the servant to hand them to Uncle Mao.He asked the servant for a piece of paper, wrapped up the three bills, and put them in the small breast pocket of his coat.This means to be cautious and more cautious, and to guard against yourself.So I went to the tea shop first, found a seat facing the street, made a pot of tea, ordered a plate of snacks, chewed slowly, and waited for the business to come.

It turned out that Third Uncle Mao went to the streets every day and got to know all the small business people in this town very well.Some small businesses, or have special expenses, or capital turnover is not good, and on this market day, they borrow money or invite meetings, or write borrowed words, or verbal agreements with the money lender, and they must do something during the process. Yes, now we're looking for someone like Uncle Mao.Every time he agrees on a deal, there will be at least one or two hundred Chinese capital.There is money for tea, wine and meals a day.If there are two transactions, you can take one or two hundred Wenshangbao stalls to gamble. If you lose, you will not make any money, but if you win, you will double your fortune.He also has rules.He always sits at the third table at the entrance of Juxianju Teahouse, on the left side of the Caishen Temple stage.It's like a modern lawyer's office here.The owner of the teahouse, because he is a perennial host, no matter how full of guests he is, he must reserve that seat. Because of this, people who come to ask him for advice can be easily touched, and there is no need for him to go around. to find business.

This morning, he was sitting on the edge of the table, pouring a tureen of tea.He drank all the fresh water, but no one came to look for him.Outside the teahouse, there is an empty space in front of the stage. Now it is noon, and the place is full of people carrying loads and people coming and going.It was lively.Uncle Mao thought to himself, at such a time, there is no business, and there is probably no hope.Waiting here all the time, wasting the day's collection period.So he asked the clerk to keep the tea money in the account, pressed a pipe of shredded tobacco, and made two circles in the empty space.Yijiao came.I didn't realize I was behind the temple.Behind this temple is the place where there are various gambling stalls, and the sound of dice and copper coins rang into the eardrums one after another.I thought to myself, boring is boring.It's also good to go to the treasure stall to see the excitement.If you meet an acquaintance who has won money.You can also draw dozens of pennies to drink water and wine.I walked along again, but came to a stall shaking four gate treasures.A two-foot-long wooden table top, surrounded by people sitting on three sides.The place where the treasure officer sits above.The porcelain jar for shaking the dice is being opened.There are three or four people around Baoguan, who are busy counting copper coins and money tickets, and losing money.He stood behind the gambler, with his hands behind his back, just watching: a person opposite had won a lot of money, so he raised his head and said to him, "Sir, why don't you sit down and bet two treasures?" Third Uncle Mao shook his head with a smile and said, "No, I don't even have money for water and wine today." Seeing this, the man stopped trying to persuade him, and the treasure official above covered the porcelain vat and three dice clattered Lala shook.The sound is sent to the ears, it is clear and crisp! It feels very interesting.Baoguan put down the treasure basin, and people around him placed their bets one after another.When Third Uncle Mao looked at it, bets were all placed on two or three, and very few people bet on one or four.I thought.What is the reason for this? I saw a person beside me who brought a piece of straw paper, pulled out a pen with a pen cap cut in half, and wrote Baolu on the paper.So I nodded with that person.I took a look through the list.Then he put down the list, shook his head twice and said, "How can this treasure bet two or three gates? It must be Qinglong." Come on." Third Uncle Mao didn't make a sound, but looked down.When the treasure was opened, it was three and four o'clock, which was exactly a fire dragon.The man said: "Hey! I'm looking at Si, it's fine to bet on Gu Ding, you shouldn't bet on horns." Uncle Mao just laughed.As for the second treasure, because of his foresight, the man consulted with him before making a bet.Uncle Mao said: "According to the rules, if the pot is full of fire dragons, you must be a beginner. Betting three is the best." The man followed his advice and bet one hundred coins and two triangles, and bet one hundred coins and three Gu Ding.When the treasure was opened, it was exactly three, and the man jumped up for joy. He won 100 coins on the corner, and 300 coins on the lonely man. There were 400 coins in total. Without Uncle Mao's opening, he was divided into 400 coins. Wen gave him tea.Although Third Uncle Mao won forty cash, he was very depressed, thinking, I am so accurate, if I had bet all the money on my body just now, I would have won nine hangs.I know how to gamble, just help others get rich, don't care about him, these forty coins are always mine, so I will try these forty coins.So I looked at the two treasures again, and I guessed the same.When I got to the fifth treasure, I couldn't help it no matter what, so I wrote two or four of the forty characters, and I guessed two to be sure.After opening the treasure, it turned out to be two, so he won forty coins.However, he felt even more sad. Why is it that the 40 Wen is not the only two? Otherwise, didn’t he win the 120 Wen? Now that he has 80 Wen, this time, he may not win again, so He charged 60 Wen, 2 Triangles, and 20 Wen 4 Gu Ding, in an attempt to remedy the situation.Unexpectedly, when the treasure was opened, it happened to be one, and it was eaten clean.He thought to himself, betting a lot of treasures, how can the baby win.Today's opinion is not very wrong, let's try it with a penny in my arms.In all likelihood, you can win, or lose, and then try to find a way to pay back the money.Thinking this way, there happened to be two vacancies on the bench, so he stepped over the bench and sat down.He took out a ticket, exchanged it for a hundred copper coins, and started betting on Baolai.After betting, although he won one or two treasures, most of the time he missed, and he lost everything in less than thirty or forty minutes.He thought, this is someone else's money, how can he lose it casually? He took out another note to make up the money, but it was over again soon.Finally, he became angry, and shouted: "At least this is it. If you win, you can make up for the deficit and still have some surplus; if you lose, it's nothing more than being sorry for others." He muttered alone, Bet one family on the orphan of two.Bao opened, but it was a three.Without saying a word, he got up and ran.Run to the corner where no one is.Hands up! I hit a few chestnuts on the head myself.He scolded: "It's your first time to work for someone. You have made such a big loss. Will someone ask you to do work in the future?" It's hard to say, go back quickly, cut off the cloth on the plane, and run to the street, it's okay It's worth a lot of money to sell it, and then find a few more clothes.That's about it.

He calculated in this way, and ran home in one breath = although it was five or six miles away, he arrived in less than half an hour.Third Aunt Mao just finished weaving the cloth on the machine, and she was complaining that her husband went out too early, and this piece of cloth had to be saved for the next market to sell.At this time, Uncle Mao ran in the door, his face was purple and his head was sweating. When he saw it, he was shocked and asked what was wrong.Uncle Mao saw that there was no more cloth on the plane.Then she looked around and said, "Where's the cloth? Let me take it and sell it. You don't have to go. I can get the money back right away." Aunt Mao knew something was wrong, and said, "It's me who sells the cloth back home. I went with you all the way. Just because I was worried that you would lose the money. You came back like this today? It’s hard to lose again. Are you going to take my cloth to find the book? That’s no good.” Saying that, Youtang Run in and out of the room.He found a big lock, and with a sound of "Budu", he locked the door of the cupboard and propped the chair on the door of the cupboard.sat down.Third Uncle Mao walked into the room, bowed to her and said, "You have to save me today. Otherwise, I will be ashamed." Third Aunt Mao still held her arms on her chest, tilted her head and said, "That's not okay. You let It's right for people to strip off their clothes." Third Uncle Mao stood there in a daze for a while.I had to tell the truth again.Yin said: "Think about it, if I don't repay Young Master Li's money, how can I face others? That's all, let my husband know about this, how can he let me go?" Third Aunt Mao still hugged her In front of his chest, he tilted his head and said: "I don't care, I don't care." Uncle Mao said: "There is a way, but there is no gentleman in a hurry, do you really care? I'm going to grab it." Aunt Mao said: "You If you rob me of my things, I will fight you desperately." Seeing that she had no intention of backing down, Third Uncle Mao was furious, and pulled Aunt Mao's sleeve with one hand, dragging her backwards.Third Aunt Mao couldn't resist his bull-like strength, she jumped forward long ago and fell to the ground.So he burst into tears and called out to hit Tianqu.She yelled like this, which naturally alarmed the neighbors left and right.The two stayed entangled for a long time, when Uncle Mao was about to go out with the cloth in his arms.Several people have rushed in, so it is natural that they can't leave, and this matter, I am too embarrassed to tell people directly, I just stand in the main room in a daze.Aunt Mao saw someone coming.Her reasons became sufficient, and while crying, she complained to others about her grievances.After hearing this, everyone naturally said that Uncle Mao was wrong.Someone who was quick-talking quietly reported Li Xiaoqiu to the school.He heard that the boss felt sorry and immediately ran to Uncle Mao's house.The room was full of people, and Aunt Mao was sitting on the threshold of the bedroom door, exchanging tears and snot, her hair tied down to the back of her neck.Uncle Mao leaned against the eaves pillar and stood silently.As soon as Xiaoqiu came in, he made two bows and said: "Master Li, I really have no face to face people. But I can only lose my own money, how can I lose other people's money, I will sell cloth for money when I come back... ..." Li Xiaoqiu shook his hands again and again and said: "Needless to say, needless to say, I know everything. Three hanging money is a trivial matter, as long as you quit gambling next time, if you lose, you will lose. Now I don't want you to pay back the money. In order not to This little matter has lost the harmony of your husband and wife." After Xiao Qiu said this, all the people present praised in unison.Third Uncle Mao couldn't help laughing, and arched his hands to Xiaoqiu again: "It's rare that Young Master Li has such kindness, but how can I have the nerve to spend your money and not pay back?" Someone laughed and said: "If there is such a kindness Customer, you will want to gamble more and more in the future, and if you lose, it will be their money." Xiaoqiu said: "I can't say that you give up your money to gamble, as long as you are active, you can pay me back. Your husband and wife There is no need to make a fuss, lest the husband know." As he said this, even Third Aunt Mao, who was crying there, burst into laughter.