There was another sadness in my heart. Thinking of the box, he bent down and gently moved it out from under the bed.

Open the lid of the box and take out the three scrolls of calligraphy and painting inside. Spread it out carefully on the bed to see. The first one to be spread out is a landscape painting, and the seal on the painting is the name of "Tang Dai". Although I learned to draw with my grandfather, it was only scratching the surface, and I didn't know anything about it.

I finished the scroll and opened the second one, which was still Tang Dai's landscape painting. Grandpa likes this painting of a person called "Tang Dai"?

Uninterested, I finished the scroll and opened the third one. The painting is full of shrimp of different shapes. Hey, I know this as Qi Baishi's shrimp painting. I looked at the seal on it, and sure enough, it was Qi Baishi.

Is it genuine? I thought to myself. If it's genuine, it's worth a few bucks.

I carefully rolled the picture and then moved the jade cabbage to the bed and opened it to see. It was the one that my grandfather showed me when I was a child, the leaf was green jadeite, and there was a little whitish jade cabbage in the middle.

The brilliance strikes. The cabbage leaves are smooth and dense. The layers of wrapping are lifelike, just as beautiful as the real thing.

I glanced at the treasure box again, and the light brown leather box had turned white. The exterior is very ordinary, but the inside is lined with a golden flannel.

It seems that this box was a high-grade object in that era.

There was also a hidden pocket on the lining of the lid, and I reached into it curiously. There was something inside, and when I took it out, it was a yellowed hand-copied pamphlet. The cover reads "Gambling" in traditional Chinese.

What kind of treasure is this? How to teach people how to gamble?

I opened it and read a few lines, and the traditional Chinese characters are very difficult to read, and some words have to be guessed by the cat to read smoothly. It's like a diary, and it's like a collection of stories now.

It's probably a story about what happened in the casino. I casually set it aside. Is this a treasure? Grandpa hid this thing so deeply?

Maybe you put it in casually, right? A series of questions arose in my mind.

I suddenly remembered that it seemed to be grandpa's font.

Since grandpa can hide it like a treasure, it must be useful for him. So I picked up the booklet and put it on the bedside, and when I had time, I saw what it was about.

I put the calligraphy and painting back into the box with the same care as the jade cabbage. Then I pushed the box to the innermost part of the bed, blocking it with my box with wheels.

Put away your grandfather's will and 500,000 deposit receipts plus real estate deeds. Lawyer Song's letter was also hidden under the pillow. I remembered the mobile phone number on it, reached out and picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow and entered the number.

When he was done with all this, he went to wash his feet and go to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow to deliver the goods.

Lying in bed, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I'm not a poor bastard now.

But I'm still three months old and 18 years old, can I inherit my grandfather's legacy now? Call tomorrow and ask Lawyer Song.

I thought of what Lawyer Song said in the letter, my father has no right to mortgage the debt with the villa. But at that time, I saw that Huang Shiren came to my house with the real estate certificate to ask for a house.

How can there be two title deeds?

I suddenly wondered if my title deed was real. Because he's so weird with the box. Ask at the real estate bureau tomorrow. Good heart and steadfast.

After thinking about it for a while, he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, I was suddenly woken up. When I opened my eyes, I saw my dad sitting on the edge of my bed. Although his back was to me, I could recognize him at a glance with his broad shoulders and muscular figure, and the smoky gray shirt he often wore.

I was taken aback.

"Dad, why are you here?" I suddenly cried and called out to my father.

"I didn't commit suicide by jumping off a building, they killed me."

It's Daddy's voice.

I got out of bed with a grunt.

"Dad, who hurt you? You tell me, and I'll help you speak. ”

As I spoke, I pulled my dad with my hand. Want to see what he's like now?

But I can't reach it. I saw him sitting on the edge of my bed, but I couldn't catch him.

He didn't look back and heard him: "They hurt me, I didn't commit suicide by jumping off a building." ”

"Dad, look back at your son. Dad, Dad. ”

I screamed desperately for my dad. Prepare to get out of bed and drag him. But I really woke up when I tried hard.

It turned out that it was a dream just now. I sat on the bed with tears on my face and looked around, where was my dad?

I settled down and thought carefully about the dream just now, is this the dream he gave me? Tell me he was killed?

In the second half of the night, I survived in a light sleep that was half asleep and half awake and dreamy.

The next day, I got up at half past four, cooked breakfast, and filled my mother with a hot water bottle.

My mother also woke up, and I went to pick up and deliver the goods after I had breakfast. But I've been thinking about the dream I had last night.

After delivering the goods from the morning, I went home and took the real estate certificate and my grandfather's deposit certificate for verification.

Both are true. Then Huang Shiren's real estate certificate is fake. This guy is so arrogant that he dares to take a fake real estate certificate to occupy my house? You're bold, aren't you? That's a fraud.

I called Lawyer Song's phone number, and it worked.

I told him about the situation, and he told me to wait until tomorrow to tell his assistant, who would come to me tomorrow.

I went home and hid my things. Wash rice and cook rice. My mother ate porridge in the morning and fell asleep again. I went to the company to pick up the goods after I was busy with my work.

When I came to the company, I saw Xiao Huang sitting alone in the corner smoking with two big black circles under his eyes. I walked over and accosted him.

This time, I took the initiative to talk to him, and I did it with a purpose. That dream last night made me somewhat believe that my father was killed. Dad has been in the casino for more than ten or twenty years without an accident, but he jumped off the building when Xiangyang Road was about to be demolished?

Now that housing prices are soaring, my villa will be demolished at least the first ten sets of houses and a few façade houses. Seeing that he was about to turn over, how could he be willing to leave us and commit suicide by jumping off the building?

Besides, since my dad has been able to mix in the casino for so many years, he must have mastered the experience and doorway. In addition, as you get older, your mind will be more stable than before. Why do you want to jump off the building at this time?

And the matter of the real estate certificate, how can there be two real estate certificates? There must be something strange about this.

I decided I couldn't sit back and wait for the planting. As the saying goes: If you are not afraid of Lao Tzu being poor, you are afraid of your son's cowardice. What's more, my dad didn't coax you, and you all dared to bully him? It's not that the surname Xu is gone, but that it hasn't appeared yet.

I sat down next to Xiao Huang and asked him why he was not energetic. He sighed quietly and told me that he had lost badly last night.

I said, why don't you hear you say you won when you say you lost? Winning or losing is a common thing, but you also need to learn from experience and change your strategy and tactics.

Xiao Huang said with a bitter expression on his face: "Don't say it, I won three thousand yuan when I went." At that time, I was thinking about winning back the money in the afternoon, but I didn't expect that not only did I not win it back, but I also vomited back all the money I won in the evening. and lost more than 10,000 yuan. What's the matter, you say? ”

I said in my heart, this is a matter of mentality.

I often heard my grandfather tell my dad that it would take ten days to lose money in one day. It means that if you lose a lot of money that day, you must slow down and not be impatient.

You can't lose your mentality. Then send ten days to turn over the book. Once you get it back, you're winning. Because you make gambling a profession, and that's what you do every day.

Professional gamblers go to the venue, and the owner of the casino has to pay the venue. It's the equivalent of a kickback. If you go to my dad at a time, you have to give at least a thousand and eight hundred. My grandfather said that this money is not the same as earning. Do you say that a person can earn a thousand dollars a day?

Besides, the mentality is good, plus Ben is back again, and then it's good to gamble.

Giving a fee is a kind of atmosphere that has been formed in casinos in Panhu City over the years, mainly to attract people to gamble for money.

Xiao Huang was attracted by the small fish fee. Giving a big money like my dad who can roll the dice at the table is called an appearance fee. There are fewer than 1,000 children, 800 children, and more than 2,3000.

Xiang Xiao Huang, who bet 100 to 1,000 on the side, is called fishing for small fish, and every day when the field is dry, he will give them at least 100 or more 3500 small fish fees. Meaning to tell them to come back next time.

There is also a situation where some people who have won money want to wait for that appearance fee, and in the end they can't keep it and do it.

Just like Xiao Huang yesterday, he spit out the winning money back and lost it. Appearance fees and small fish fees are also a trick used by casino owners to attract people to lose money.

Xiao Huang was taken to play at the beginning, and followed 1200 small fish. Every time, he can win three or five hundred, and before leaving, he will also be given a hundred small fish fees. This transaction is too cost-effective, and you don't have to work hard, and you can still make a few hundred dollars a day.

The more he went, the more he wanted to go, and then he didn't need anyone to shout that he was grinding his ass every day. Gradually, the heart gambled wildly, and the bet was bigger. In the end, when I became addicted, I lost money instead of winning money every day.

Once you lose the money and go in, the unconvinced will be bent on getting the money. The result is that the more you win, the more you lose.

I asked Xiao Huang if there was a man named Huang Shiren there? He said yes, the man put his claws in the field, and he was very good at making money.