Chapter 52: Mid-Autumn Festival (Part II)

"And what about your dad? He asked you for money, do you give him money to gamble? Li Xiuli is worried about her husband. If he doesn't work and takes his son's money to live, then the husband will have a reason to ask his son for money.

Not to mention, after the demolition of Limu's house in the future, Liang Minjing can't afford to give money to Lijiahui to gamble. He didn't have the money to go to the casino, and he did borrow money from his son when he was idle at home. Fortunately, Li Jiahui is still honest, but whenever he says "borrow", he will always pay it back in the end, but in fact, he borrows money almost every time he asks his son.

"Mom, you don't care about Dad's business, his gambling surname has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it is difficult to change his Xi surname. Even if his father has the heart to quit gambling, his circle of friends will not allow him to quit. One day, I met a gambler on the street, chatting and chatting, and I didn't unknowingly enter the casino...... "Riki has a deep understanding of his father's spleen and surname, and he doesn't want his mother to do useless work for his father."

But no, pornography, gambling, drugs, whether male or female, it is not easy to get out of it.

Even if Father Pear wants to make up his mind to quit gambling, the following similar situation will happen-

It's only been two days since he quit gambling, and he resolutely refuses to meet with gambling friends, but gamblers in his social circle will eventually call.

#老梨, I have something to go away, and if I leave, I will be missing one, you can help me top it.

#输了不用你掏钱, if you win, count it mine, what are you afraid of, are you afraid of your wife?.

#不久不久, if you help me push it, I'll be back, uh-huh, you come quickly.

It only takes three sentences for a gambler to ask him out. When I went there, I found that there was really something wrong with the gambler, and it was not that the gambler needed to be the fourth person by himself. But there is something to do, and it is half a day for friends to leave, and the top position will not be held until the evening. Even if you want to leave halfway, you will be saved by the other three on the grounds that there is a lack of one.

"What then?" Li Xiuli found out that in addition to her husband's real surname, there were so many gambling incentives outside.

"There are three solutions."

"Oh?" I can't think of a way, my son is so smart, he thinks of three ways at once?

Li Xiuli thought she might as well listen to it.

"If you want my dad to stay away from gambling, you have to completely destroy his gambling circle and help him build a new one." -- Destroy old relationships and build new ones. Riki often uses it in her consulting work, but the latter is too domineering and difficult to put into practice the theory of destroying the interpersonal circle.

"One of the ways is to 'wipe out' all the gamblers who are connected with him, whether it is by threats, expulsions, inducements, etc., as long as he gets his gambler circle out of him."

It's not impossible, but it's a lot of work.

The most direct and formal method is to ban gambling in the whole city, and ban a small casino when there is a small casino, which requires a very large number of rights; The second method is to secretly prohibit small casinos from accepting specific people and ban their fathers; Again, the first thing is to attack the contacts around the father, which gambler dares to have a close connection with the father, hum, the guillotine is waiting......

Although her son's tone was very heavy, and the word "obliteration" made Li Xiuli tremble, she didn't think that her son had this ability.

"The second option is relatively simple, which is to move our family to a new city and help him build a new, healthy network before he finds a new casino and gamblers." Riki continued.

Meng's mother moved three times, painstakingly. It is to establish a good interpersonal circle for Mencius, commonly known as the learning environment, also known as the interpersonal environment. Although Li Jiahui is no longer a child, and his surname has been decided, moving away from Nanhua City is also a good way.

In the new environment, he could not find a familiar casino. At the same time, if he didn't have a trustworthy gambler, he wouldn't dare to enter a strange casino casually, after all, Father Pear also knew the chaos of the casino. If you really can't move to the Vatican, what kind of gamble if you don't understand the language? Listen to hymns every day, pat your buttocks, and go to sleep.

Li Xiuli chewed the tofu skin grilled with honey, and looked at the distant sky along the pear wood, and no one was willing to move away from the city she was familiar with. While helping her husband quit gambling, it also meant that she had to give up many old friends.

"If you want my dad not to borrow money to gamble, there is a third way, and that is - let him win."

"How?"

"Dad's dream is to make a lot of money through gambling as a way to prove that gambling is the right way to support his family. In this case, then we will help him improve his gambling skills, and invite gambling masters in Hong Kong and Macao to sparring with him for a year and a half. In this way, at least in the mainland, Dad will no longer maintain a situation of mixed wins and losses. ”

Riki knew that his father's ideal was to prove that gambling could make money, and since it was difficult to get his father out of gambling, he would think the opposite way and find a way to improve his gambling skills so that he could win money in the casino!

"It's a good feeling." Li Xiuli said that she was already studying how much it cost to invite someone to teach her husband gambling skills, and was 10,000 yuan enough?

Just as she was innocently thinking.

"But that's not going to happen." Riki actually rejected his own proposal, and instead entered a more in-depth remark, "It's better that Dad can't make money, his decadent appearance is suitable for him, if it's according to Dad's surname, he will definitely have an affair if he makes money, so it's better for me to give him pocket money and lose a little bit to others every month." ”

Outside, affair!?

Li Xiuli sighed as if admitting defeat, she knew her husband's surname. Listening to his son's analysis, her husband is hopeless. If you switch from "gambling" to "yellow", no matter which partner will accept the latter, it is better to stay in the previous state.

Li Xiuli suddenly found that her son had matured a lot, not only thinking about things very well, but even knowing words like "affair", and the current textbooks were too open.

――Can I understand my son? Do you really want to come back and take care of your son?

Is it because I am too busy making money and don't pay attention to what books my son reads, or is my understanding of my children not keeping up with my children's growth? Li Xiuli asked herself.

The growth of children is very fast, but also extremely sudden, maybe one day Eistin, who seems to be stupid and can't even get into school, jumps to the position of the world's top scientist.

"Hurt Zhongyong" or "Wenqu Xing...... It doesn't matter what that kind of thing is, a son is a son - it can't be wrong with what was born from me, no matter how incredible it is. Although it is true that a lot has changed in the past three months, there is no strange sense of estrangement after all, even if it is unreasonable, it is my son.

…… But.

――My son is getting smarter and smarter, what if he doesn't need me anymore one day?

Li Xiuli has some gains and losses. Just as Liang Minjing tightly controls Li Jiahui and Li Jiakang, she is also afraid of this reality that is gradually getting out of control.

She tried to remember.

In the cold winter of that year, in the evening, I carried water from the fish pond in the back village and went back to the vegetable field to water the vegetables, and my stomach hurt halfway was found by the villagers who were busy with farming, and I helped them back and stayed for an hour before coming to the hospital. stayed up in the hospital for six hours without giving birth to the child, and her husband Li Jiahui couldn't even see a figure in these six hours.

When I learned about this in the delivery room, it was as if time had stood still at that moment. Then the next moment, her world was only left with her and the child in her womb - there were only two people left in the vast world.

If--Li Xiuli thinks.

If the child had not been born at that time,

If that were the case, wouldn't the world be a different place now?

The so-called 100 years of repair to the same boat, 1,000 years to sleep together, how many years will it take to cultivate the mother and child?

Crossing a long corridor of time, thousands or hundreds of millions of years, how can a child develop in his or her womb? Was it a predetermined fate that guided the birth of a child, or was it a probability so small that it could not be marked by numbers that determined the birth of a child? I don't know.

At that time, it was a difficult birth, and the pear wood foot landed first. The doctor had to perform a caesarean section, and just like that, stripped the baby of my body......

"Ah, Meteor!"

The childish voice intended Li Xiuli's contemplation, and brought her back to the present from a long history, but the meteor was fleeting. She sucked on the honey-stained barbecue skewer and asked her son:

"What did you wish?"

How she wanted to hear her son say things like "I want to be a scientist", "I want to be a pilot", "I want to fly". But I was mentally prepared for something else, and I felt that even if my son said "I want to save the world", I would accept it as a matter of course.

"If only my original comics were selling well by the end of next year."

However, he spoke of such a prosaic wish.

"Hmm." Li Xiuli breathed a sigh of relief for some reason and put her mind at ease.

I'll stay with my son tonight, so let's not get out of the car. If the husband can come back earlier, it will be just the bright moon hanging high, and it can be regarded as a short Mid-Autumn Festival with his son.