After Feng Shan slept for two days and two nights, he finally opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wenzhu's back, as if he was still in a dream. He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at Wen Zhu again, he believed that everything in front of him was not a dream, Wen Zhu was by his side, and he had won it from Yang Liu. He stretched and sat up, and at a glance he saw a bowl of steaming noodles on the edge of the kang with chopped green onions and a shiny poached egg, and then he felt that he was really hungry. He hadn't eaten properly in days, and at the casino, all his thoughts were on gambling, he didn't have the heart to eat, and he wasn't hungry. He picked up the noodles and devoured them.

Wen Zhu turned around and glanced at him at this time, and he glanced at Wen Zhu with some gratitude.

Wen Zhu turned his face away and still looked out the window. There was clear snow outside the window, and there was a white expanse all around. Wenzhu said: I didn't make this noodle for you.

Feng Shan paused, he remembered Ju Xiang, after eating the noodles in two bites, putting down the bowl, he pushed open the outer door and saw the footprints on the snow. This is Juxiang's footprints. Juka has just been here. Thinking of Juxiang, his heart warmed. He held his arm and sneezed into the snow. He thought about it for a while, thought about it for a while, closed the door and went inside.

Wen Zhu's back was still facing him. He looked at Wen Zhu's back and sneered in his heart, he was not sneering at Wen Zhu, but at Yang Liu. Now Wen Zhu is his woman, and she won it from Yang Liu.

At this time, Wen Zhu said: Two days have passed, and there are still twenty-eight days.

He was stunned for a moment when he listened to Wen Zhu's words, he looked at Wen Zhu's back blankly, Wen Zhu's back was round and slender, and his appearance was infinitely beautiful. He said to Wen Zhu's beautiful back: You are wrong, I will turn you into a dead gamble. Because you are Yang Liu's woman. Wen Zhu turned around and said word by word with a cold face: Feng Shan, listen well, I'm not anyone's woman, I'm still gambling. You can treat me like a plaything, a pig or a dog.

Wen Zhu's words made Feng Shan not come back for a long time, and he smiled at Wen Zhu again. He thought, no matter what, you Wenzhu I won from Yang Liu, and now you are my woman. He smiled again at the thought of this.

He said to Wenzhu: I not only want to win you, but also win all the women around Yang Liu, let him walk into Xidahe, and then I will give him a funeral.

Speaking of this, he remembered his mother, whose bones were still buried in the ancestral grave of the Yang family. Thinking about it like this, an ant-crawling hatred rose from between his toes, and this feeling surged through his body.

He won Wenzhu for just one month, which is called a live bet. Death bet is to make a woman his wife forever. The first thing he had to do was to win Wenzhu from Yang Liu's hands forever. As soon as he thought of Yang Liu, the blood in his body began to boil, and the woman in front of him, Wen Zhu, was still Yang Liu's woman now, and it only belonged to him for a month, and the roots of his teeth chilled when he thought of this.

He said to Wenzhu's back: Shang Kang.

Wen Zhu's body trembled for a moment, but he didn't move, still sitting like that.

He said louder: Go to the kang!

After a while, Wen Zhu stood up and walked towards the kang step by step. She took off her shoes and sat on the kang. In the process, she didn't look at Feng Shan, her face was like a zombie.

Feng Shan gritted his teeth and said, "Take it off."

This time, Wen Zhu did not hesitate, still took off his green pants and red jacket without expression, took off his belly pocket and underwear, and then pulled the quilt and fell down with a "bang".

Feng Shan smiled in his heart, gritted his teeth and said in his heart: Yang Liu, you see, Wenzhu is my woman now.

A few stripped themselves naked, lifted Wenzhu's quilt and got in. He hugged Wen Zhu and pressed his body against her. Only then did he shiver, he found that Wen Zhu's body was a little cold, and he hugged her like hugging a piece of wood in the snow. This coldness calmed him down, and he rolled over and rolled off Wen Zhu's body. He looked at Wen Zhu, Wen Zhu's eyes were tightly closed, and two tears were slowly flowing out of the corners of her eyes.

Feng Shan rolled out of the quilt tastelessly and began to get dressed. He got dressed, rolled a paper cigarette, took a puff, took another puff, and then said, "Get up, I don't want you anymore."

Wen Zhu lay there still motionless.

Feng Shan felt that the woman in front of him was not interesting at all, it was only because she was still Yang Liu's woman that he wanted to possess her.

He stood in front of the window, where Wenzhu had stood just now, looking out the window, the snow outside the window was a little bigger, sprinkled with water, covering the footprints left by Juxiang on the snow.

Wen Zhu was crying at first, then he began to cry softly, and then he cried bitterly. She remembered her father and mother, and her father's last bet was for herself, in order to let herself have a good marriage, and then find a good family, but her father lost himself to the gambler.

When Feng Shan asked her to undress just now, she thought that she would not step out of this threshold alive, and she would hang herself on the beams of the house. She hated her father and hated all the gamblers. But she loves her father, and her father made the last effort for her. It's fate, who let himself be born in the gambler's house? A woman or daughter who is a gambler will never escape such a fate. After her mother's death, although her father stopped gambling, that heavy shadow will always linger in her heart.

She cried bitterly, for her mother, for her father, and for herself.

Her crying made Feng Shan's heart flutter. He turned to her and said, "From now on, I will not touch a finger of you." I beg you only one thing, stay here honestly. When I win all the property and women of the Yang Six family, I will let you go, and you can go wherever you like.

Wen Zhu stopped crying when she heard Feng Shan's words, and she looked at Feng Shan in a daze.

Feng Shan said: I will go out at night, if I don't go out, Yang Liu will also come to the door. I'll be back in ten days, and then you don't go far, leave the door for me, and the kang should be hotter."

Wen Zhu sat there, as if he had heard something, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

Feng Shan said: There is rice in the cabinet at home, and vegetables in the cellar, I am not at home, don't wronged yourself.

Feng Shan said: I want to see Yang Liu walking into the Xida River with a stone, and I will never gamble again. If I pay back, I'll chop my hand off.

Feng Shan put on his shoes and found a hemp rope to tie his padded jacket from his waist. He said with red eyes: I'm gone, remember, I'll be back in ten days.

After speaking, Feng Shantou opened the door and went out without looking back, and walked into the wind and snow.

Wen Zhu involuntarily walked to the door and kept looking at Feng Shan walking away. For some reason, her heart became uneasy, and for whom, since her father had lost him, one of her hearts had died. She felt that by then, she herself was dead. Only now, she found herself seemingly alive again. Her heart was in turmoil, was it for Feng Shan's words to set her free? She couldn't say it herself.