Chapter 1056 Pitching

Qi Heng remained calm. He would just take the foolish boy in front of him for granted, otherwise how could he have the audacity to try and steal his wife?

"No need, being my wife's brother is all you need here."

Qi Heng pointed to his head, making the other person very embarrassed.

After meeting his neighbor, Tiger became depressed and often spaced out.

"Sister Lin, are my parents really gambling addicts? They've abandoned my grandparents and don't care about me anymore?"

This blow was too heavy for Tiger to accept.

Grandpa and Grandma always said that his parents worked away from home, which was why they didn't come home, but that they missed him very much, and that he wasn't running away from home to avoid debts.

"Of course not."

Lin Yuesha was unaware of the situation, but since Hu Zi's grandparents had come up with this explanation, she had to help smooth things over.

The elderly couple were very good at educating their children; if they were lying, they must have had some unavoidable difficulties.

Tiger was well-educated, obedient and sensible. Lin Yuesha didn't want to see the little boy change because of some rumors and become sensitive and suspicious.

“What parent doesn’t love their child? Especially one as sensible as our Tiger.”

Lin Yuesha squatted down, stroking Hu Zi's head, and was about to pick him up when Qi Heng beat her to it.

Qi Heng, carrying Hu Zi, strode through the crowd.

Changing perspectives, Tiger felt a sense of novelty, and listening to the vendors' cries made him feel much better.

Seeing this, Lin Yuesha smiled. It was rare to see General Qi so down-to-earth.

Tiger was lucky; if it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to even get close to Qi Heng.

Praised by his wife, Qi Heng's mood brightened. It wasn't that he was particularly sentimental, but rather that he refused to let any man who wasn't his into his wife's arms, not even a child!

"My husband, wait for me!"

Lin Yuesha stomped her feet and stepped forward. Qi Heng held Hu Zi in one arm and held Lin Yuesha's hand with the other.

As you walk forward with the crowd, you'll often find stalls packed with people, selling red lanterns, New Year pictures, firecrackers, and candies—the atmosphere is incredibly festive.

"Brother Qi, there's a pitching stand up ahead, may I go take a look?"

Tiger had been to the market before. Every time, the ball-throwing stall was packed with people. Because of his short legs, he stood in the back row and could only hear the crowd clapping and cheering, but he couldn't see anything.

"OK!"

Lin Yuesha glanced at Qi Heng, afraid that he would refuse the child's request, so she agreed first, "I also want to see the ball-throwing game."

The game is similar to ring toss at the market, with only minor differences. Several bowls are placed on a flat surface, arranged from largest to smallest. The large bowls in the front row are relatively easy to throw into, and the prizes are relatively inexpensive. The small bowls in the back row are more difficult to throw into, so they are filled with relatively valuable items.

The stall attracted a large crowd, and many were eager to try their luck, but few actually won anything.

Nevertheless, the ball-throwing game arouses people's competitive spirit, and many men still actively participate.

"Two coins a ball, you won't lose out, you won't be cheated."

The stall owner was shouting, "Buy ten, get one free! Twenty coins for eleven balls!"

The ball must be put into the bowl to count; if it falls out of the bowl, it is considered a miss.

"Boss, you're not being very honest."

Those watching noticed something amiss and remarked, "Your ball is so light; if you throw it into a bowl, it'll bounce and fly away."

In that case, it would be a complete failure, no different from missing the target at all, and a waste of two coins, enough to buy a meat bun.

"Brother, you have to speak with conscience."

The stall owner was displeased and pointed to the large bowl in front of him, explaining to the crowd, "Look, the first row is easy to hit. The note in this bowl says there's a kitchen knife, and over there is a vase."

At the market, a kitchen knife costs several tens of coins, and even the cheapest vase costs more than ten coins.

Two coins each, isn't it a good deal to get something worth that price by throwing the ball?

Of course, this is just the large bowl at the very front; the items in the middle and back rows are even more valuable, and there are also pure silver bracelets as prizes in the very back row.

"The New Year is almost here, why don't you give it a try? If you're lucky, you might win a silver bracelet for your wife, which will make her so happy that she'll have to take extra care of you at night."

The stall owner said, giving a lewd smile.

"Haha, that makes sense!"

The rough-looking men understood the stall owner's lewd remarks and immediately started commotion, all wanting to try it out.

The large bowls in the first row are not easy to hit. It tests not only accuracy but also the power of the throw. If you use even a little force, the ball will fly out of the bowl immediately.

Several men took turns betting on the ball, and they became very anxious when the ball flew out of the bowl.

Just a hair's breadth away from igniting everyone's gambling spirit, the men's eyes turned red, and they kept buying and buying, eventually spending all the hundred or so coins they had brought.

The stall owner was very good at dealing with people. To avoid any trouble, he would give small gifts such as purses and embroidered handkerchiefs to anyone who spent more than one hundred coins, thus silencing any complaints from the men.

Yes, you can't be a sore loser when betting on sports, especially since the vendor could have chosen not to offer anything, but instead gave you something for free.

The first few players lost, but the others figured out a pattern and their shooting percentage improved significantly when they came back to shoot.

Lin Yuesha watched for a while and saw someone throw a ball into the large bowl in the front row. She was so happy that she almost cried.

"That's amazing!"

Tiger was completely absorbed in watching, his emotions changing in sync with the pitcher's movements.

"Tiger, do you want to play?"

Lin Yuesha was itching to join the team.

Two coins a piece to pass the time, a very good deal, and Lin Yuesha just wanted to join in the fun.

"Sister Lin, I missed."

Tiger shook his head; he was already very happy just watching from the side.

The fact that the boss is making money this way shows that the chances of success are very low, and he may not be the lucky one.

Even if you don't win in one go, it can be addictive to keep throwing money into it.

This game is not suitable for young children because they cannot afford to play it.

"Oh dear, he's like an old scholar, so unlovable."

Lin Yuesha pinched Hu Zi's cheek. Children should be innocent and carefree. Through Hu Zi, Lin Yuesha seemed to see a little Qi Heng.

From the time Qi Heng could remember, he knew that he was responsible for the blood feud of the Qi family. He studied books, calligraphy, laws, military texts, and martial arts, rain or shine, and never had a day of carefree living.

No one cared about his thoughts; he could only make himself stronger.

"Sister wants to play, Tiger, will you play with her?"

Lin Yuesha used the same trick again, bought a small ball for twenty coins, and brought Hu Zi to the front.

"Sister Lin, if you throw the ball into the bowl on the far right, it shouldn't bounce out."

Tiger observed for a long time and became Lin Yuesha's strategist.

"Okay, I'll listen to Tiger."

Lin Yuesha casually tossed the ball, and whether it was a coincidence or Hu Zi's good direction, the small ball landed steadily in the large bowl on the far right.

"It's a hit! It's a hit!"

Tiger was extremely excited, his little face flushed, and he excitedly stepped forward to take the note.

What frustrated him was that he was illiterate and didn't recognize what was written inside.