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When Lao Pimple and Du Fatzi walked into the courtyard of Lao Song's house, they saw two children playing with building snowmen. The girl they know is Mia, the daughter of Lao Song. The other was a tall boy, and he knew by his clothes that he was from the city.

"Ouch, this girl is getting more and more smart. Where's your dad? Let's look for him and call him out! The old pimple smiled maliciously at Mia.

"I don't have time to mind about you and his affairs, you can go into the house and find him yourself, don't you see that I'm busy?" Mia replied angrily.

As soon as they entered the inner room, the two saw Lao Song sitting on the kang and holding a black backpack in a daze. The mouth of the backpack was open, revealing stacks of hundred-dollar bills.

The old pimple and the fat man's eyes straightened, and saliva flowed down.

"Oh, how did you get here so quickly?" Lao Song subconsciously sealed the mouth of the backpack and pushed it into the kang. Hurriedly got up and went to the ground.

"Okay, old Song, this is a fortune! What is so much money? Du Fat asked with a smile, and there were a lot of wrinkles on his fat face.

"Money? How can I have any money? It's just such a dilapidated house and let you give it to ......" Old Song stopped talking, turned his head and looked out the window, as if he was afraid that the two children outside would hear it.

"Don't talk nonsense, both of us brothers have seen it, you have a big bag of money on your kang." The old pimple's eyes kept staring at the backpack on the kang, looking at the height and thickness, no matter how it was, there must be more than 300,000.

"That's, that's my distant nephew, he came to do business, let me keep it. How can I have so much money? If there were, I wouldn't have asked you to redeem the house earlier? Old Song had a sad face.

"In our small village, why do we need so much money to do something? ! Unless you buy a house and buy a land. Du Fatzi sneered.

"Oh, you Du Fat Man is really a fairy, no wonder you can always win money! My nephew really wants to buy a house in our village. Lao Song looked at Fat Du in surprise.

"Can a house in our village be worth that much? Yes? Du Fatzi inadvertently glanced at the old pimple, the two of them had already heard the information that Wancheng County was going to transform this village into a garden villa area. Now the housing price in the village is about 50,000 to 100,000 yuan per household. If it is really converted into a garden villa area, the relocation fee is definitely not a small amount. I heard that you can also go to the city to change the building, one flat roof and one flat change! Therefore, the two of them came up with the idea of the old Song family's house. As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs, and if Lao Song is not obsessed with gambling, they really have no tricks.

"Ahem!" Old Song sighed and said, "My nephew said that if I sell this house to him, I can give 100,000 yuan!" I wouldn't have had anything to do with you if I knew about it! ”

"Is your house worth 100,000?" Du Fatzi pouted, at that time, Lao Song auctioned the house on the card table for 50,000 yuan.

"Your nephew is so old, dare to bring such money out? Still buying a house? ! "The old pimple will be suspicious.

"Old pimple, do you know a ball? Do you know? This kid started to make a website on the Internet at the age of fifteen, and now he has been five or six years old, and he heard that it is called the 'Tiger Head' network, but he can make money, and now this kid has to have millions to say the least. Ahem, it's superfluous to talk to you both, and you two don't understand it. Hehe, I don't understand, I just listened to him talk to me last night......"

These two boys really don't understand, and they rarely go online.

"Huh? Is the website so profitable? The old pimple was a little convinced, he had indeed heard that the Internet could make money and make a fortune.

"Which kid is building a snowman with your girl?" Du Fatzi looked out the window and saw Han Qing with a cigarette in his mouth, and he was afraid of hitting the snowman in the head with both hands.

"This kid is very arrogant, but he is a master who dares to act. He wanted to buy a house in our village and said it would be used as a villa. By the way, remember when I told you about the kid who was about to bite off the wolf's head? Lao Song pretended to be mysterious.

"You're talking about him?!" Du Fatzi was taken aback.

Outside, the wind was cold. Han Qing put a cigarette in the snowman's mouth and said to Mia, "It's almost time, it's time for us to go in!" ”

"It's kind of fun to build a snowman on such a cold day. I can't go online, I can't play games! Han Qing muttered loudly when he entered the room.

"You kid, you know how to play. Let me introduce you to you, they are your Uncle Du and Uncle Gada. Lao Song said.

"Oh, hello, two uncles, sit down, sit down! Is there an internet café in your village? I want to play for a while. ”

"There are no Internet cafes in our village, but there are ones in the town, so you have to walk dozens of miles." The old pimple replied slowly.

"This kid is really polite! By the way, how old are you? Du Fatzi sneered.

"It'll be twenty next year!" Han Qing sat on the edge of the kang with a buttocks, and he looked really grinning.

"Boy, don't always think about playing games, what's the point. After two days in this poor country, I will hurry back to the city! Lao Song's face was serious, and he had the style of the elders to reprimand the younger ones.

"Don't, it's not easy for this little brother to come here, can't we play with him for a while?" Du Fatzi was a little anxious.

"Yes, people have come from afar, so we still have to entertain them well?" The old pimple patted Han Qing's shoulder enthusiastically, as if Han Qing was his nephew.

"Then, which of you will play landlord fighting? I always play this with people in our company, and it's a lot of fun. Han Qing's interest came.

"Ahem, you kid! Okay, when your two uncles leave, Mia and I will play with you for a while. "Old Song is helpless.

"Something else! How boring is it to have fun with your own family? At best, it's a little bit exciting, right? Du Fatzi gave the old pimple a look.

"Yes, at first glance, you kid is not bad for money." The old pimple also patted Han Qing on the shoulder.

"No, absolutely not. This kid ......" Before Lao Song's words were finished, Mia shouted beside him: "Brother, no, you can play with them!" You go now, you have to go back to your own house! "It looks like I'm angry.

"What are you two fooling around? Go, take the money to the commissary and buy some charcuterie, beer, or something. Du Fatzi turned his head and glared at Lao Song viciously, and at the same time stuffed him with a hundred-yuan bill. Lao Song knew that Du Fatzi was treacherous and fierce, and he had been sentenced for the crime of serious injury.

But Lao Song was not at ease, so he handed the money to Mia, who was still on the kang casually, and said, "I'm not going!" ”

"Go! I can't care about your little girl! Lao Song glared, and Mia grabbed the money and left.

Han Qing seemed to be very excited, turned around and climbed onto the kang and grabbed the backpack, took out two stacks of money from it, and remained by his side very casually, saying, "I don't play with you two, my hands are too smelly!" I still have fun playing with my two uncles. ”

"Good! Boy, I like you like that! Du Fatzi smiled.

The three of them sat cross-legged on the kang, and Du Fatzi took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket and slapped them on the kang.

"Uncle Fatty, I like to use new cards that have not been opened." Han Qing said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, you have to use new playing cards." Du Fatzi was stunned for a moment, but immediately nodded in agreement.

"I have a new one, and I haven't opened it yet." The old pimple took out a deck of cards from his arms, and at the same time glanced at Du Fatzi, which meant that this deck of cards had not been manipulated.

Du Fatzi looked back at the past, and the signal was "Let's fix two first, and then explore the way."

"How big?" The old pimple looked at Han Qing and said.

"What is 'whole size'?" Han Qing didn't understand.

"The old rules, one, two, three!" Du Fatzi said with a smile.

"What is 'one, two, three'?" Han Qing was still puzzled.

"It's a hundred, two hundred, three hundred. Then increase by multiples. It's simple, just like the games you play online. Du Fatzi's voice was very gentle, like coaxing a child.