"Hey, where have you been dying these days, I still think you're completely hanging. At the gate of the park, a young man about the same age as Song Yong greeted him warmly.

Looking back, Song Yong found that the young man who stopped him was still an acquaintance: Brother Jiang.

Brother Jiang is more senior than Song Yong, a more famous, a god of Sanhe, has always been addicted to buying lottery tickets, and is known in the group of Sanhe gods.

For this reason, everyone affectionately calls him Brother Jiang, or: Brother Jiang, a gambling dog.

As for his specific name, Song Yong is a little unknown.

Even if in a certain common daily settlement, Song Yong looked at his ID card, the name called Jiang Yongchun, but Song Yong still couldn't be sure, this was Brother Jiang's real name.

The reason is very simple, selling your ID card when you have no money, and buying another one when you have money, is not a rare thing in Sanhe at all.

Even if it's not the original one, many people don't care so much anymore.

Because of the recruitment agency, they don't care about this at all......

After stopping Song Yong, Brother Jiang took out a pack of ten classic red double happiness from the pocket of his short-sleeved plaid shirt, popped one out and handed it over.

Originally from Cantonese, it is a derogatory term that is not very good.

However, for the vast number of male outsiders in the vast area of the entire eastern Guangdong Province, who are in tens of millions of units, especially the men at the bottom, the derogatory connotation has become less obvious.

It doesn't matter where these outsiders come from or what accent they spoke before.

After coming to this area for a long time, when they call each other, they will habitually call each other hanging hair, and it feels like calling each other 'kid'.

And such a title is most common among the gods of Sanhe.

Therefore, Song Yong, who was called Hang* Mao, did not feel offended or despised at all, and quickly took out one of the whole pack of cigarettes and put it in his mouth.

Of course, if he was really despised, Song Yong would have been used to it a long time ago.

After he lit the cigarette, he only took a puff, and from the special flavor of the spice in the cigarette, he was sure that this classic double happiness pack was definitely not a fake.

And for the gods of Sanhe, who have always been able to carry five pieces of double happiness on their bodies, they are decent people.

Holding such a classic swagger of ten yuan through the market is simply Chiguoguo's pretending and showing off his wealth, and for Song Yong, who has smoked two cigarette butts for a long time, it is even more like a critical blow.

For this reason, Song Yong said with a smile: "Yo he! Brother Jiang has recently made a fortune?"

Obviously, Song Yong's words scratched Brother Jiang's itch, and he waved the red-shelled cigarette in his hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of indescribable pride.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he said: "I can't say how to get rich, that is, yesterday in the lottery shop at Qiaotou, I won more than 3,000 yuan when I bought the lottery, and I will be able to play for half a month in the future." ”

After hearing this, Song Yong was very cooperative and showed strong envy.

He said: "I'll go!" Brother Jiang, you can be regarded as developed, how can you get three or two bottles, so that the brothers can be wiped out." ”

The so-called two or three bottles, the normal way to open them is to stir-fry a few side dishes in a fast food restaurant and drink some beer together.

For such a request, it was Brother Jiang who was proud, and nodded disappreciatively and agreed.

After 11 o'clock in the evening, the Internet café came to me, and Brother Jiang took you to Lao Sichuan to eat grilled fish. ”

Not surprisingly, Brother Jiang saw an excited expression on Song Yong's face.

It's just that what he didn't know was that at this moment, Song Yong's heart was far less excited than he had been.

If it was before,Stimulated by such an example,Song Yong may try his best to get some money,And then throw it into the lottery shop,In order to make a big income for nothing。

But at this moment, Song Yong even calmly let himself be a little scared.

In his head, he seems to have seen a series of endings after that: if he really does this, then the daily salary of one or two days of hard work will definitely end in vain.

And Brother Jiang's dream of being relaxed for half a month is just a joke.

Just like countless Sanhe gods, they can't control themselves at all with a little money in hand, and they haven't thought about saving the concept of use.

More than 3,000 yuan of banknotes, half of which will be consumed in eating, drinking and Internet cafes.

Most of them will be lottery tickets that turn into lottery shops, or vouchers from other ways, in this way, and quickly spend them.

Five days later, at most, Brother Jiang may be sitting in the corridor of a certain alley.

Smoking a loose cigarette for five cents a piece in his mouth, he reminisced about the magnanimity he had on hand a few days ago, except for a few short days of relaxed life, it was no different from before.

If it were changed to before, Song Yong might still feel that this approach is very carefree, a bit of a sense of 'feng shui eggshells, wealth and people's happiness'.

But now, he doesn't want to continue to live like a sand sculpture......

While the two were walking together, an Internet café appeared in front of the two of them, and then Brother Jiang remembered something, and asked:

"You're going to go to the market to find a job?"

Song Yong didn't speak, but nodded his head in response to the other party's speculation.

As soon as he heard this, Brother Jiang's eyes were full of disdain, and he persuaded earnestly: "Listen to my brother's advice, those are black factories, why don't we go to the Internet." ”

"No! I'm going to die if I keep hanging up. In the understatement, Song Yong told his true situation.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Brother Jiang, who stopped at the door of the Internet café, and continued to walk in the direction of the talent market;

And Brother Jiang looked at Song Yong's back as he left firmly, his eyes were full of complicated meanings.

Among them, there are doubts, incomprehension, annoyance, and even a trace of hidden envy, and finally a gentle curse comes out of his mouth: "Someone calls for not going to the Internet, this is a sand sculpture!"

Just as he was scolding this, he saw Song Yong turn around and walk back again.

Facing Song Yong's returning, Brother Jiang didn't know for what reason, but at this moment he felt more relaxed than ever.

For a moment, his face couldn't help but show a rare sincere smile.

It's just that when Song Yong walked in front of him, he opened his mouth but he absolutely didn't expect a sentence: "Brother Jiang, give me another cigarette! I haven't smoked for a few days, and my addiction to smoking is a bit strong." ”

"Why can't I smoke you to death!" Brother Jiang scolded in annoyance.

He was a little upset and slapped most of the remaining half of the pack of cigarettes directly into the other party's hand, and then rushed into the Internet café with a momentum without hesitation.

However, in the whole day after that, the online game that once made Brother Jiang beloved became more boring and boring than ever.