Chapter 1007: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 1007: You Believe Yang Xiaocai's Ghost Talk Too?

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Yang Xiaocai was speaking the honest truth; he knew his own son's caliber better than anyone.

If it came to Yang Jiahao stealing chickens or pilfering dogs, he was adept at it all.

Before, he and those fox-and-dog friends even stole the big iron gate of Shangou Village Primary School and sold it.

That made the whole village laugh at them for quite a few days.

But if you asked Yang Jiahao to earn money properly, he was hopeless at everything.

Over these years, Yang Jiahao had switched jobs no small number of times.

He went to Dongguan to work, learned hairdressing in the County Town, did auto repair in Guangzhou, sold houses in Shenzhen.

In just a few years since entering society, he had already changed ten-odd jobs.

A person born into a poor rural family yet unable to endure hardship — that is absolutely fatal.

With such a family environment, being unable to endure hardship means he will face endless suffering for the rest of his life.

However, this cannot entirely be blamed on Yang Jiahao.

Given his family circumstances, Yang Xiaocai was originally lazy and gluttonous, crafty and slippery; under his own father's "personal teaching," Yang Jiahao naturally turned out much the same as him.

Additionally, his mother was also selfish and snobbish, petty and narrow-minded, filling Yang Jiahao's ears all day with how Yang Xiaocai was wrong here and wrong there, and in the end she even ran off.

If Yang Jiahao's mother had half of Li Xiulan's virtue, then even if Yang Jiahao could not become as outstanding as the three Wang brothers, he would not have turned into the mess he is today.

"Uncle Xiaocai, marrying a wife nowadays takes no small amount of bride price; if you want your son to marry soon, then gamble a little less and help him save up some bride price money."

Wang Erhai said this with a smile; he was offering kind advice.

Yang Xiaocai gambled on Liucun until he had no money left to buy oil and salt.

He had already become a laughingstock in the nearby villages, yet he still kept on gambling.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Erhai's words fell, Yang Xiaocai replied with a straight face:

"Put that way, I should gamble even more!"

"Pfft!"

Wang Erhai was caught off guard and choked.

He never would have imagined Yang Xiaocai would have this reaction.

One can only say Yang Xiaocai's brain circuitry is different from a normal person's.

Right then, Yang Xiaocai explained:

"If I just farm the fields normally, I definitely can't save enough for my son's bride price; better to buy more Liucun tickets, take a gamble, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

Still, one must admit, his set of crooked logic actually held a few points of reason.

In this day and age, bride price money runs to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands at the drop of a hat.

If he dated an out-of-province girl, it could even demand several hundred thousand!

How could a rural person like him ever save that much?

Only by winning Liucun, striking it rich overnight, could he save enough!

"Uncle Xiaocai, that thinking of yours is dangerous; ten gambles, nine losses — you know that, right?"

Wang Erhai patiently persuaded Yang Xiaocai.

It wasn't that he was meddling in idle matters.

Rather, as a Village Cadre, he also had the responsibility to admonish Yang Xiaocai.

The trend of gambling on Liucun in the village really ought to be curbed.

Wang Erhai thought so in his heart.

At this moment, Yang Xiaocai said:

"Don't advise me; if you're going to advise anyone, go advise your dad first!"

Wang Erhai couldn't help but freeze:

"My dad?"

Yang Xiaocai just said:

"Don't you know? Your dad plays Liucun too, and he plays much bigger than me — he bets one or two hundred yuan at a go, scares people just watching!"

Wang Erhai's face instantly filled with shock, unable to believe it:

"No way? How would he get into that?"

Yet Yang Xiaocai spoke firmly:

"Don't believe me? Go ask him! Everyone who's bought numbers at the Baldy's place knows your dad plays big!"

Wang Erhai's heart sank.

He had no more mind to persuade Yang Xiaocai.

He never in ten thousand years expected his own old father would actually play Liucun.

He had even heard that Zhong Jianguo's death was caused by Liucun!

Truly afraid his own father, because of playing Liucun, would also lose his little life!

His health was originally poor to begin with!

No, I must go persuade him!

Carrying this thought, Wang Erhai returned home.

Just as he entered the house, he saw Wang Zhanggen wearing old flower glasses, flipping through an almanac.

"In two days it's the new house fire, you help drive to town to prepare some snacks, fruit, and cigarettes and alcohol; at that time every single table must have some placed on it."

Wang Erhai replied:

"Okay, I'll go in a bit."

Then he asked:

"I heard people say you're playing Liucun, and playing it big."

Wang Zhanggen immediately went *click* with a start, his whole person froze.

Then he hurriedly put down the almanac and old flower glasses, pulled a long donkey face, and said coldly:

"Who did you hear it from?"

Wang Erhai then told the truth:

"Yang Xiaocai said it."

Wang Zhanggen immediately denied it:

"That bastard Yang Xiaocai has a grudge against our family, and you believe his ghost talk too?"

Wang Zhanggen naturally could not admit he had played Liucun.

He didn't want to fall out unpleasantly with his own son.

Besides, he had already sworn in his inner heart that he would never go play again from now on.

All past matters, just treat as if they never happened.

"Dad, that stuff is illegal gambling, you must never go play it again in the future, how many people have been ruined by playing Liucun!"

Wang Erhai patiently persuaded.

If Wang Zhanggen didn't pull a long donkey face, he still couldn't be sure Wang Zhanggen was playing.

Once Wang Zhanggen pulled a long donkey face, then he was one hundred percent sure.

He knew his own father's character all too well.

This person cares too much about face; as long as it's something that hurts his face, he'll immediately kick nose on face.

"Rest assured, I definitely won't go play again in the future... no, I mean I never went to play at all okay, what kind of talk is this! A son educating his dad, the world's turned upside down hasn't it you!"

Wang Zhanggen spoke more and more excitedly.

Wang Erhai could only wryly smile:

"Don't get so excited, I was just saying."

"Do I have excited? I'm not excited at all okay!" Wang Zhanggen sprayed saliva everywhere, still saying he wasn't excited.

Wang Erhai couldn't say anything more to him.

He could only turn back and go find Li Xiulan, and say to Li Xiulan:

"Mom, you have to watch the family money tightly from now on, don't let Dad secretly take it to buy Liucun."

Li Xiulan heard this, first glanced outside, discovered Wang Zhanggen wasn't looking this way, only then said in a low voice:

"You all don't know yet?"

"I heard it from Yang Xiaocai, he went to play Liucun, and played quite big."

Li Xiulan then said:

"Your dad confessed to me, he did indeed go play before, but Zhong Jianguo's passing dealt him a huge blow, he guaranteed me he'd never go play again, you don't blame him either, he cares a lot about face, you tell him directly and he definitely won't admit it, but you also don't need to worry too much, he really shouldn't go play again, because he's also very afraid of death, afraid he'll walk Zhong Jianguo's old road!"

Wang Erhai nodded:

"Alright then, I won't say anything then."

Although Wang Erhai said so with his mouth.

But in his heart he still wasn't at ease.

He increasingly felt that the unhealthy trend of rural people playing Liucun should be cured.

Who knows how many rural people this thing has ruined and caused to waste farmland!

Yang Xiaocai is by no means an isolated case; who knows how many people, for the sake of playing Liucun, have done all sorts of absurd behaviors like Yang Xiaocai.