Chapter 999

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

In the end, Wang Changgen couldn't stand Yang Xiaocai's shameless persistence and still lent him ten yuan.

After getting the ten yuan, Yang Xiaocai actually bet it all, and on a single number at that — number 48.

Seeing he used the borrowed 10 yuan to bet on a single number, the bald man couldn't help but tease:

"Yang Xiaocai, are you trying to avert disaster by losing money? A single-number bet is very hard to hit! Do you think you have Doctor Zhong's kind of luck?"

The other villagers also chimed in with laughter:

"Exactly, Doctor Zhong heals the sick and saves people, accumulating much merit, that's why he won on his first time buying a ticket. You, Yang Xiaocai, stealing chickens and touching dogs, also want to hit a single-number bet like Doctor Zhong? Keep dreaming!"

Yang Xiaocai, however, refuted in a determined tone:

"It's none of your business! Anyway, I have a very strong premonition that this time it will definitely be 48! Don't believe me? Just wait and see!"

Yang Xiaocai took the receipt and went to sit to the side, waiting patiently.

At this time, Zhong Jianguo also came over to place a bet.

This time he wasn't just betting two yuan for fun, but bet ten yuan, buying five numbers.

The bald man was stunned by Zhong Jianguo's behavior:

"Doctor Zhong, didn't we agree to only bet two yuan each time for fun?"

Zhong Jianguo laughed heartily:

"I feel there's an opportunity this time, so I bet a bit more, bought all the numbers that might hit! Anyway, ten yuan isn't that much!"

Zhong Jianguo listed several numbers, deliberately avoiding 48, because from the bottom of his heart he felt Yang Xiaocai wouldn't hit.

The bald man didn't say anything more, but said:

"Alright, then I'll issue your ticket!"

Wang Changgen stood to the side smoking a cigarette.

At this moment a villager came over to ask him:

"Wang Changgen, what number do you think will hit this phase?"

Wang Changgen was quite speechless:

"How would I know? I don't buy! If I knew, I'd have gotten rich long ago!"

That villager said with a laugh:

"It's precisely because you don't buy that I'm asking you. Usually, ask someone who buys, and they're unlikely to win. Ask someone who doesn't buy, and they might just hit!"

Wang Changgen was speechless:

"What kind of logic is that?"

That villager said:

"Anyway, don't worry about it. Just tell me a number based on your intuition!"

Wang Changgen didn't give a number directly, but said:

"If it's wrong, don't blame me!"

That villager was also straightforward:

"Relax, if it's wrong I won't blame you. If it wins, I'll split ten yuan with you!"

Wang Changgen called out a number based on intuition:

"48!"

He bought 49 last time, so this time if he were to buy, he'd reduce by one digit and buy 48.

"Good, then I'll buy 48!"

That villager said decisively.

But at this moment another villager came over and said to him:

"Yang Xiaocai also bought 48. That jinx hasn't hit a number in over two months. Are you sure you want to buy 48?"

That villager and Yang Xiaocai were cut from the same cloth — absurd logic, absurd behavior.

He thought for a bit, then made the call:

"Just buy 48! I haven't won in months either! Tonight I trust Wang Changgen!"

So he directly bet 50 yuan on 48!

This amount, playing Liucun in the rural area, counts as not small!

Because the majority of villagers play with one or two yuan, at most eight or ten yuan. Someone betting fifty yuan on a single number is truly rare.

Time flew and it was soon 9:30 in the evening.

Once again it was time for the draw!

The bald man, as in previous phases, first called his supplier to inquire about the winning number. After hanging up, he immediately announced the winning number to everyone.

"Tonight's winning number is, 48!"

As soon as these words fell, the scene erupted in an uproar!

Because Yang Xiaocai bought 48, several villagers who originally also planned to buy 48 temporarily changed their minds and deliberately avoided this number.

For example, Zhong Jianguo.

As a result, those several villagers, including Zhong Jianguo, regretted it so much they wanted to kick themselves.

Hearing that 48 hit, Yang Xiaocai immediately became overjoyed, both laughing and jumping.

"I won! I won! I fucking finally won! Hahahaha!"

Yang Xiaocai laughed wildly.

He hadn't won in too long, and the depression pent up inside him for so long could finally be released at this moment!

He announced on the spot:

"From now on, none of you better call me Jinx again! Call me that once, I'll hit you once! Your dad's won now, and it's the 10-yuan single-hang grand prize! My luck has arrived!"

Everyone chuckled, looking askance at Yang Xiaocai's behavior.

Someone said in a low voice:

"It's just winning 400 yuan, what's so great about it? You, Yang Xiaocai, have played Liucun up to now, and you've already lost thousands, tens of thousands!"

Yang Xiaocai pretended not to hear those words, continuing to show off happily.

And on the Other Side, that villager who had listened to Wang Zhanggen's suggestion was also overjoyed.

He bet bigger than Yang Xiaocai!

Fifty Yuan single-hang on 48!

Winning pays forty times!

That is to say, he can get 2000 yuan!

"Holy shit! Datoulun, you're something, fucking awesome!"

That villager's nickname is Datoulun.

Because his head is very big, and his name is Zhang Jialun.

Datoulun immediately came over to thank Wang Zhanggen:

"Wang Zhanggen, what did I say? Listen to you, sure to win, and look, it won!"

Datoulun handed Wang Zhanggen a Cigarette.

Wang Zhanggen was quite Stunned/Surprised.

He just said it casually, never thought it would actually hit the number!

If I'd known earlier, I would've bet myself!

Missed a golden opportunity!

In that instant, Wang Zhanggen had a feeling of missing out on thousands, tens of thousands.

That feeling was strange; clearly he'd done nothing, yet it made his Inner Heart very lost!

To the point that even when Yang Xiaocai returned that 10 yuan to him, he still Could Not Be Happy.

Even Datoulun directly generously gave him 100 yuan, he still couldn't be happy at all!

"Hey, didn't you say you'd give me ten if you won? Why give me so much as a hundred?"

Wang Zhanggen held the hundred yuan Datoulun gave him, somewhat at a loss.

Datoulun was very Generous/heroic:

"Truth is I Never Thought I'd win; now that I have, I'm happy, so naturally I give you a bit more. After All, you have merit too. I'm not like Yang Xiaocai, so stingy — borrowing your money to bet, winning and not giving you extra!"

Wang Zhanggen held that hundred yuan, Inner Heart Emotion Complex.

He'd rather Datoulun not give him this hundred; the more Datoulun gave, the more he felt the loss.

Zhong Jianguo also felt he'd missed the chance to hit the number.

He originally planned to buy 48, but just because Yang Xiaocai bought it, he temporarily changed his mind, Decided not to buy 48, Switched to another number.

Result: now he regrets it to the point of nearly breaking his leg.

He silently Reminded himself inside: from now on, any number he fancies, he must firmly buy, don't care whether others bought it!

Wang Zhanggen carried the hundred Datoulun rewarded him and the 10 yuan Yang Xiaocai returned, went home, looking completely absent-minded.

He stared at that hundred-yuan bill, dazed.

Li Xiulan seeing him like this, concernedly Asked one Sentence:

"What's wrong with you? Soul lost, ah, this late at Evening!"