Wei Er is in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, unless there is military affairs, he can go home every now and then, and the children of the family always have more privileges than ordinary soldiers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I came back this day when it was dark, I met with my elders, said a few words without pain, and then went back to my room, and after dinner with my wife and children, I was going out again.

Huang Shangshan gave him a hundred taels, and Wei Er reached out to take it.

Huang Shangshan and Wei Jingtian were right, Wei Er had an entry, and he would hand it over to her immediately. He didn't have much concept of money, otherwise he would have to feel distressed to calculate the amount of money he had lost over the years. just didn't care, Huang Shangshan indulged him again, so he gave him the illusion that his "elegance" had no impact on the family.

Huang Shangshan has long been used to it, so he only instructed: "Come back early." ”

There is a half-sentence in front of me that is not added - it is finished.

Wei Er nodded and said to her, "You and your son go to bed early, don't wait for me." ”

Huang Shangshan was dragged by three generations of women in Bofu to cry today, and he was already physically and mentally exhausted, so he should come down.

On the contrary, Wei Er felt that something was wrong, and seeing the tiredness between her eyebrows, her face sank: "They ask you for something again?" ”

"It's just some bird's nest ginseng to nourish the body, and there is just an appointment to buy jewelry materials."

Of course, it is to ask Huang Shangshan to pay.

Wei Er was angry and ashamed: "But do you want face? The women of the whole family want a granddaughter-in-law to raise her. ”

Huang Shangshan pushed him.

"I didn't respond, but I was a little tired after listening to it for a long time."

Brain buzzing. Since the trouble between Yu and Yu Jingtian, Huang Shangshan has not been as responsive as before.

Wei Er frowned, and ordered his subordinates: "Serve grandma and young master and rest early." ”

Maids should be.

Huang Shangshan sent Wei Er away, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and yawned. Looking at Wei Shen, he yawned even more, and secretly hated in his heart, the child in the big house pulled Wei Shen, saying that he was playing, but it was not the things in his house? After taking the things, he said that Wei Shen was not good, and he was so tired that he didn't sleep.

It's really a burrowing son born of a mouse, a faceless and skinless family.

took his son and walked away to eliminate the food, and really didn't wait for Wei Er, so he fell asleep first.

Wei Ershu came to the gambling house street, entered the familiar and only familiar Dafa gambling house, and sat down in front of the table covered with a dark red tablecloth that he was the only one he had come and had been visiting.

Everyone in the gambling house, as long as they are not first-time gamblers, can already turn a blind eye to Wei Er, at most they will say in their hearts: The white sheep is here to send money again.

And, as soon as he sat down, the gamblers who had been sitting at this table got up and left, with a bright mockery in their eyes.

Yes, taunting, watching a good show, gloating.

In the gambling house, Wei Er let go of the rumors, and Wei Er could only gamble with the casino.

What does this mean?

Fools know that this fool who has lost for a few years has been designed, but such a stupid person who hits the south wall and doesn't look back, they are really amazed to the point of admiration.

His mother didn't give him a brain.

Idiot.

The gambler was tired of Wei Er's face, not for the silver for nothing, he could kick him out.

It's not annoying.

"Second Master Wei, do you want to be big or small?"

Wei Er took ten taels of silver and put it on the big word "big" casually.

The one that is open is "small".

Wei Er gritted his teeth.

"Great."

The one that is open is still "small".

Wei Er clenched his fist.

"Small."

It's "big" that opens.

Wei Er's eyes were red.

If you want to talk about it again, there is a joke next to it: "Yo, this is lucky." Brother, brother is going to give you a ride. ”

This is the first time in the history of Wei Er's counterattack that someone interjected, and he didn't react for a while, and looked up at the voice.

The gambler's face sank and he also looked over.

I saw a trench, very trench, very trenched man with a full beard, wearing a trenched mink that was bloated, and slammed his ass onto the bench. On the ten thick black fingers, full of red gold rings, inlaid with red, green, yellow, blue, and gemstones as big as covering the knuckles, golden and shiny, shook Wei Er and the gambler's eyes painfully.

He held a jade-carved snuff box in one hand, a large chain of coral lapis lazuli around his neck, and a large jade plaque on his chest.

The gambler's eyes narrowed into slits, especially mutton fat jade, hundreds of taels.

"This guest, it's better for the villain to open a table for you."

"Don't." The local tyrant Jin Cancan poked Wei Er with his finger: "This guy Yintang is black, he is destined to not win, Lao Tzu plays with him." Win and don't lose. ”

Wei Er's face was dark, you are destined to lose for the rest of your life.

The gambler hesitated.

The local tyrant grinned, and an indescribable smell gushed out from behind the golden teeth: "Otherwise, Lao Tzu is gone." ”

Don't, master, you go out with all your beards, doesn't it make our gambling house unable to sleep?

The gambler glanced in one direction, got a signal, nodded slightly, and turned his face back with a flattering face: "What does Second Master Wei mean..."

Wei Er smiled between his teeth: "Okay." ”

The gambler shook the dice, and the tail of his eyes skimmed over the head of the local tyrant, boom.

"Bet on two."

The local tyrant raised his eyebrows at Wei Er.

Wei Er threw ten taels on the "small".

"Ten taels?" The local tyrant stared at it for a long time, incredulous: "It's only ten taels? ”

Wei Er was angry: "Are you coming?" ”

"Isn't this a pastime?" The local tyrant muttered, took out a stack of silver tickets and stuffed them back, took off the ring, put it on again, touched it up and down, and finally pulled it from his belt, pulled a bead down, and bounced it to the "big" like a muddy egg.

"That's all there is to it, it's pretty much the same, give you a face."

A big pearl with a little finger is not in good condition, but it is definitely worth more than ten taels.

Wei Er's face turned black and red, this was because he was shabby.

The gamblers all felt that Wei Er's ten taels humiliated the local tyrant and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"Great."

"Haha, you won."

The local tyrant laughed, stood up, picked up the ingot of ten taels of silver, and shook it under the tip of Wei Er's nose.

"Convincing or not?"

The powder, which was invisible to the naked eye, fell from the fingers of the local tyrant and was inhaled into his lungs by Wei Er's heavy breathing.

"Again."

Ten taels of silver, small.

The local tyrant was silent, staring at the silver ingot for a long time, tilting his head to look at Wei Er: "Brother, you are poor." ”

Wei Er pursed his lips tightly.

The local tyrant bared his teeth in embarrassment, touched it for a long time, and touched a few golden melon seeds to come out.

Wei Er's face became even more ugly.

The gambler frowned and asked tentatively, "Is it the first time for a guest to enter the gambling house?" ”

The local tyrant squinted: "What, I don't think Lao Tzu can play?" Lao Tzu plays at home every day. ”

The gambler was speechless, this big fat sheep made it clear that he was going to follow Wei Er's gambling money, and he would also pay as much as Wei Er did. Moreover, looking at his posture, there may not be much worthlessness on him. If Wei Er keeps betting on ten or twenty taels, the big fat sheep won't be boring and walk away, right?

Thinking about it, the gambler can't bite Wei Er, didn't he say that your daughter-in-law has a lot of dowry? Bring it here.

Wei Er was silent and did not speak.

Open again, of course, Wei Er loses.

The local tyrant picked up the silver ingot again and shook it under the tip of Wei Er's nose, and more dust was sucked in.

"I said." Seeing that Wei Er was about to take the silver from his arms again, the local tyrant hurriedly stopped him: "Brother, you have ten taels more, my brother really has nothing else to do." It is said that the capital is rich and rich, and I left my hometown and didn't bring a few worthless things. If you do this again, my brother won't play, it's boring, it's better to go to the flower girl. ”

The words of the local tyrant made Wei Er unbearable, and the seemingly indifferent eyes of the gambler on the opposite side stimulated Wei Er even more, Wei Er, who has a good habit of coming ten taels at a time, somehow had a hot head.

"Fifty taels." (To be continued.) )