When Feng Shan walked into the casino, Yang Liu was already waiting there. The casino is housed in two mud houses outside the village. The house was provided by Yang Liu. The mountainous area outside the village is also owned by Yang Liu's family. Since Yang Da's generation, luck has been good in the casino, winning a lot of houses and land. These two earthen houses were used by Yang Liu to watch the crops in autumn. Now it has become a casino for Yang Liu and Feng Shan.

Yang Liu seemed to have waited for Feng Shan for some time, his body was covered with snow, and his hat and collar were covered with hoarfrost. Yang Liu's horse tied to a tree also became a snow horse, chewing on hay buried in the snow.

Yang Liuyi smiled when he saw Feng Shan coming from the snow, he held Feng Shan's hand and said, "I know you will come tonight."

Feng Shan grinned and said, "I also know that you have been in a hurry for a long time.

The two of them walked into the house, where there were several oil lamps lit, the kang was hot, and the fire in the stove was still burning. The two took off their shoes and sat on the kang tearingly.

Yang Liu smiled and asked: What's the matter, I didn't lie to you, that girl is a virgin, right?

Feng Shan smiled noncommittally at Yang Liu.

Yang Liu still said: That girl is still delicious enough, right? If you play with a woman, you have to play with this kind of unbudded one.

Feng Shan smoked with his head down, he didn't seem to hear Yang Liu's words clearly.

Only then did Yang Liu throw the cigarette butt that was about to burn his hand on the ground. Removing the pen and ink from under the gambling table on the kang, a gambling war began.

Write down the paperwork before gambling and hold one copy each, which can be regarded as a contract. Yang Liu spread out the pen and paper and said: I am a loser, and I will bet on this bet.

Feng Shan waved his hand and said: You bet, just bet.

Yang Liu wrote on the paper: 30 good land, 10 rooms.

Feng Shan said: "It's the same, a left hand."

Feng Shan was penniless, so he could only gamble sideways. Both sides can bargain until both parties agree, or one party makes concessions.

Yang Liu put the pen down and said: I don't want your hand this time, I want you to put Wenzhu on it, Wenzhu is mine.

Feng Shan knew that Yang Liu would say this, he wanted to win back Wenzhu first, then ask for one of his hands, and finally ask for his life. Feng Shan said unhurriedly: "That's good, I don't want your house, I don't want your land." I also want Wenzhu, this time I win, Wenzhu will always be mine.

Yang Liu seemed to have known that Feng Shan would say this, and quickly put aside the paper full of words just now, and wrote the agreement between the two on the paper again, and after writing one, another one, before the ink was dry, the two of them each took their share and carried it in their arms.

When the two faced each other again, the soothing atmosphere they had just had lost was gone, and their eyes met like two modern boxers looking at each other. Yang Liu took out the cards from under the table.

Yang Liu said at this time: It is comfortable on a woman, but it is not necessarily comfortable on the gambling table.

Feng Shan just smiled lightly, but the smile disappeared immediately. He grabbed the cards in Yang Liu's hand and shuffled them quickly.

A gamble on Wenzhu's fate began.

For the two of them, they are on the same starting line again. Feng Shan thought that winning Wenzhu was his first step, then winning Yang Liu's house and land, then winning all the women around Yang Liu, and finally winning back his mother's bones, and finally watching Yang Liu sink into the Xida River with a stone. This was his last ideal.

What Yang Liu thought about was that if he won Feng Shan's life, he would have one less rival in this world, and he could bet or not gamble at that time. Wenzhu was just a bargaining chip in his hand. He has no shortage of women. In recent years, he has won a lot of beautiful women. Now he keeps them for him to play with, whenever he wants. As for Wen Zhu is just one of these women, he doesn't want to lose to Feng Shan, he wants to let Feng Shan lose everything, and finally convincingly export his life, and at that time, he will fall to the ground with a stone. Then put your mind down and enjoy his woman and enjoy life. Maybe once in a while, it is not necessarily for winning or losing, but to satisfy the gambling nature in the bones. He doesn't care about losing a few houses and acres of land, if he is lucky, he will win a few younger and more beautiful women, until his gambling nature disappears, and then he will close the mountain perfectly. Yang Liu thought so superiorly.

Feng Shan and Yang Liu had the same starting point in the casino, but the end point was different.

The fire under the stove had been extinguished, and the cold was gradually soaking into the house. A few oil lamps swayed in the cold air very clearly. Feng Shan and Yang Liu were almost lying on the gambling table dealing and bidding cards, and all their minds were focused on those cards.

Wenzhu didn't sleep either, there was an oil lamp on the windowsill, and she sat in front of the window, listening to the wind and snow outside the window. She couldn't sleep, she believed Feng Shan's words, if Feng Shan won she would give her back a freedom. She also knew that at this moment, the two men were gambling with all their might for themselves. She didn't know what her fate would be.

When Yang Liu won her, she thought of death. In the few days she lived in Yang's house, she saw the women that Yang Liu had won, and she knew that if Feng Shan lost, she would also become Yang Liu's playthings like the women raised by Yang Liu's family. Maybe one day, he will be escorted out by Yang Liu, and lose to another Zhang San or Li Si, what is the difference between himself and a cat and a dog. On such a night, Wenzhu is worried about the fate of a woman and a woman. She hated herself for not being a man. If it were a man, she would also gamble, win all the men, and cut off the objects in their crotches with a knife so that they could not be men, so that the men would not use women as gambling money to win and lose.

At the beginning, Yang Liu didn't want her, he just wanted to give her a good price, but now Feng Shan didn't want her in the end, she was a little surprised and a little puzzled. When Feng Shan got into her bed and pressed her with his body, she thought that she had lived to the end. When she was escorted by her father to Yang Liu and Feng Shan, she thought that no matter who she lost to, she would die to show them. She would not willingly give a gambler his wife. She knew what her fate would be.

Feng Shan rolled off her body at the critical moment, but Feng Shan, who was dressed up, said something like that. For this sentence, she felt a trace of gratitude in her heart, and at the same time saw a glimmer of hope for the future. It was this little hope that kept her awake, she listened to the movements of the night, imagining what Feng Shan would look like when he gambled. She bet her fate on Feng Shan's gamble this time. A gust of wind in the window blew out the oil lamp, and the room suddenly became dark. With the darkness, she felt the cold. She took off her shoes, walked to the kang, and wrapped herself in a quilt. This time, she smelled the smell of a man from the quilt, Feng Shan's smell to be exact, this smell made her quiet for a while, and at some point, she sat there and fell asleep with the quilt.