Chapter 552: The Crooked Man Comes to the Village

In the morning, I got up and changed into new clothes, and then started to paste the couplets. Then I took the New Year gifts to the grandparents' house in the back house, and ate a big bone at noon at my grandparents' house. As they are old, the three siblings must have lost their New Year's money, so they could only watch Xiaojie show off his New Year's money and go home together.

In the evening, we went to the grave first, and at night, the whole family sat together again, eating and drinking, and watching the Spring Festival Gala. In the current situation where there is not much entertainment, watching the Spring Festival Gala is definitely something that deserves special attention once a year.

After drinking, those who watch TV at home watch TV, and those who don't watch TV naturally go to the granary to play cards. Yang's mother was also very generous and didn't show her face to Yang's father. After being busy all year round, it is understandable to indulge a little during the New Year.

Yang Dongxu was naturally called over by Xiaowu and others, and he pulled his brother-in-law Liu Lihong with him. As I said, he doesn't advocate gambling, but it doesn't matter if you have fun during the holidays.

As for the older sister and other girls, they naturally accompanied Yang's mother to watch the Spring Festival Gala at home, eating melon seeds and chatting with several girls from the same village.

The two brothers of the Yang family appeared at the same time, so they naturally couldn't play cards and directly pushed Pai Gow, and Yang's father and his two men started to be the banker without any dispute.

After a while, half of the people playing cards in the granary were attracted by Pai Gow, shouting and shouting, which was very lively. Those who couldn't squeeze in to place bets were sweating anxiously.

Yang's father pushed the cards and won the money. Yang Dongxu, who had nothing to do, took the lead in occupying the advantageous terrain and had a stool to sit on. He began to eat melon seeds and watch the fun.

Today, there are more people from other villages who came to buy pork a day earlier than on the 24th. And their pockets are naturally fatter than that day, and even several people from the town came to join in the fun, including Waizi, who hadn't been seen for several years.

A big bill of 50 yuan and 100 yuan was thrown out. Waizi and his side had never seen a thin man with triangular eyes occupy one door. There is no father and son at the gambling table. Although this is Yangjia Village, people with money are naturally qualified to occupy one door.

Then Xiaowu's father Yang Rukun occupied one door. The great grandfather's family has benefited from the Yang family since the beginning. In addition, the great grandfather was the village chief before, and the next village chief may be his son Yang Rukun, that is, Xiaowu's father.

Although their family does not have a pig farm, the vegetable greenhouse is relatively early. Even if they did not buy a big car directly, it will be after the New Year. There is money in the pocket and no debt owed to anyone, so naturally no one will gossip about occupying one door.

The last door is naturally the godfather of the younger sister Dandan. Their family is an outstanding representative of migrant workers in Yangjia Village. Especially in the more developed cities along the southeast coast, excluding Yang Dongxu, who is cheating. His family is definitely the first batch of migrant workers in the town, or even the county, and the thickness of this pocket is naturally not comparable to those who work hard in the fields at home.

In rural gambling, luck comes first, money comes second, and skills are all nonsense. If you really know how to play two hands, it's okay, but if people know, then basically no one will play with you in the future.

Although everyone wants to win at the table, everyone talks about luck. If you play with skills, you will be looked down upon, even if you don't cheat, but rely on real skills.

After all, everyone feels that their luck is not worse than anyone else. If you lose this time, you will win back the next time. If you always win by relying on skills and are discovered, you may be caught and beaten before you even leave the table. Therefore, people with skills are suitable for playing mahjong, poker, etc., and are not suitable for playing Pai Gow in the countryside.

50 yuan a pot, this is a lot of money even in the town. After all, pork is only more than 2 yuan a pound these days. The tuition for primary school students is only 5 yuan.

It is naturally embarrassing to play at such a table with 10 cents or 50 cents. How can the crops give you so much change? So the bets for the side door start at least one dollar, and the bets for the side door must be at least five dollars, otherwise you are embarrassed to shout it out, unless there are more retail investors in your side door.

At the beginning, there were wins and losses when pushing cards, and everyone was in high spirits. When the money in the pot reached more than five hundred, the atmosphere was a bit stagnant.

After all, those who can sit at the table have the confidence to bet on more than ten or twenty dollars, but when more than one hundred dollars are thrown on the table, even the crooked man who has a lot of money in his hand and is the opposite of Yang Ma is a little trembling.

This is not a game of losing a hundred or eighty dollars in one night. But more than a hundred dollars are gone in one hand. If you play for a whole night, you can't stop a few thousand dollars. Anyone would be trembling.

"Let's reveal it, let the big daddy of the side door be the banker." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stagnant, the crooked man and the thin man he had never seen looked at each other and seemed a little hesitant, and Yang Dongxu bumped his father with his shoulder.

"What are you trying to uncover? You've only just finished what you've done." Shengli glared at his nephew in a bad mood. According to his idea, he would only uncover the pot when there was at least a thousand yuan in the pot after a few rounds of killing. If he didn't hurry up and win more, wouldn't he be giving money to others if he got discouraged later?

"Uncover it, uncover it. Just have fun today. Do you still want to get rich or what?" Dad Yang glanced at Shengli and pushed the Pai Gow in front of him to the next person to be the banker.

"That's right, Feng Shui must be rotated. If you want to get rich, raising pigs is more reliable than this." Dandan's godfather, who picked up the sieve first, began to arrange the pieces, and his son Luozi took out 50 yuan as the money for the bottom of the pot.

"Raising pigs must make money." Shengli said a little proudly.

Thinking of the second-rate rascal who used to hate cats and dogs, now he has a beautiful wife and a son, and he is a wealthy man in the village. He can even be the village chief if he wants. This feeling is simply too good.

The new dealer took office, and the atmosphere began to liven up again. Sun Zhiping, who won and lost, could always make up for the last few dollars in the pot. As a result, he sat as the dealer for longer than Yang's father, and finally broke the pot, so he could only give it to the next one, Waizi.

It was his turn to be the dealer. Waizi stood up from the stool to take charge of the money, so that he could kill and lose money later. The thin man with triangular eyes began to arrange the cards.

Looking at the other party's action of arranging the cards, Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows, and then began to look at him with a smile. The man who was arranging the cards felt something and looked up and looked at Yang Dongxu. He paused and almost knocked down the arranged cards.

The new round continued, and the people who joined in the fun also began to place bets, all shouting that Waizi's method would blow the wind and become the dealer with the shortest time.

Unfortunately, the wish is good, the voice is loud, but the brain is not enough. There is only 50 yuan in the pot, but the bets outside are more than 100.

Especially Yang's father's bets accounted for more than 60, which accounted for more than half, more than the money in the dealer's pot. Unless you go to the toilet without paper and use your hands directly, your luck is so bad that you can't kill any one.

The result is naturally not a one-shot, the first one is a direct kill. Then, like the previous two dealers, the money in the pot of winning and losing began to change more or less. When it reached 600, the atmosphere was not as stagnant as when Yang's father was the dealer just now.

Because of the victory, he whispered to the table, "You can bet as you like, the rest is mine", which was so moving and full of momentum.

"It's revealed, it's revealed. Small families are satisfied with making a little money, but they can't stand your family's wealth." The thin man originally stretched out his hand to hit the sieve. If he caught Yang's father's move, it would definitely turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

But when he met Yang Dongxu's half-smile, the big sieve's hand paused. Then he pushed the card nine in front of him to the next person to be the banker and revealed the pot himself.

The other party's move couldn't help but disappoint the people around. Winning or losing five or six hundred in one hand is extremely rare in the town.

Whether it's winning or losing, it's the capital that can be used to brag tomorrow. If this hand is a win. The next hand, Shengli will win again with a slap on the table, then the win or loss will be thousands of yuan. Just thinking about it makes people excited.

But who would have thought that the other party actually admitted his defeat. This made many people a little swearing, and Shengli was even more unhappy. He was still thinking about killing the other party and eating a piece of fat meat, but who would have thought that the other party would not give him any chance.

It wasn't just Victory and the people around him who were unhappy when they heard the pot was opened. Waizi also looked at his companion with surprise. But when he saw the other party push all the cards out, he was a little stunned. But he didn't stop him, but started to put the money in the pot away, ready for others to be the banker.

In this way, he won and lost until two or three o'clock in the night. Compared with the later generations who welcomed the New Year after twelve o'clock, most of the time now is after 2 o'clock.

After all, there is no air conditioning in the winter, except for these night owls who play cards, it is not a pleasant thing to get up too early and stay up until dawn.

So it's better to get up after two o'clock. After setting off firecrackers and getting hot, it's three o'clock. Then if you don't want to go to the granary to play another game, then the parents will accompany their children at home to play five cents and one dime, just as a welfare for the children at the end of the year, and the time will be easily spent until the morning when they go to the graves to worship their ancestors.

Yang's father got up and went home to welcome the New Year, and the biggest card game naturally dispersed. Other people from other villages who didn't want to go home too early, or people from the same village, stayed in the granary to continue playing, but it was definitely not as lively and exciting as the big place just now.

"Why did you hold back?" After hanging around in the granary for a while, Waizi felt a little bored, so he made a color to the thin man, and the two of them smiled and greeted the people around them, and generously threw 50 yuan into the iron box of the rent of the three strong stalls at the door, and walked out of the granary together. Just a few steps out of the granary, Waizi couldn't help but ask.

The thin man had a job, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him to Yangjia Village to play. After all, running from the town to the countryside to play must be to win money, not to give away wealth.

Therefore, there were several times when the thin man could have won a few big games, but he chose to give up in the end. He was very upset, because that was all money. If the money from those games was all won, the money they won today would be more than five times.

Didn't you see that Shengli lost 600 or 700 yuan at the end of the game, but he still looked very satisfied? This is only the amount of money that Shengli lost, not including the money that Yang's father took out. What does this show? This proves that he is not short of money. If you encounter such a fat sheep and don't slaughter it well, your heart will bleed just thinking about it.