Chapter 66 [(*^▽^*)]
When Lin Leyou finished his meal and paid the bill, he casually asked the cashier, "Hey buddy, do you know which is the best driving school around here?"
The young man smiled and said, "It's right across the street. Look over there, that driving school is the best in H City!"
Lin Leyou was unaware of the coincidence. Since that was the case, it saved him the trouble, so he went directly to register.
He arrived too late today, and he didn't bring his ID card, so he has no choice but to come back tomorrow.
As Lin Leyou walked back, he noticed a group of people standing around the breakfast shop, and inside, he could hear arguing—it was Zhou Feng's voice.
There was also the pitiful crying of Zhou Feng's wife, and the voice of a young man. What was going on?
He went over to see what was going on and happened to see the landlord, Old Zhang, standing there. "What happened?"
Old Zhang glanced back at him. "Hey! What else could it be? Old Zhou's son is back asking for money again."
He spoke softly, almost in a low voice.
Lin Leyou: "You're coming back for money? Aren't you an adult? Don't you earn your own money?"
Old Zhang said, "His son has become addicted to gambling. He gambled away all the family's money, house, and car. Now the old couple are just running this breakfast shop. But this scoundrel comes every few days demanding money. If they don't get it, he smashes things and causes trouble, preventing them from doing business."
At this point, Old Zhang said with a look of disdain, "But in my opinion, this little bastard always comes in the evening. What business can be affected at that time? I guess he knows that he can't make money if he comes to cause trouble in the morning. If he can't make money, he can't get any money. He has a brain, but not much."
Lin Leyou looked closely and saw that the young man was standing at the doorway, while Zhou Feng and his wife were inside. The young man seemed hesitant to barge in, clearly showing some fear of his father.
Speaking of which, Zhou Feng mentioned in the dungeon that he was a veteran, so his skills should be pretty good, right?
Old Zhang must have found someone to talk to, because he continued on his own, "Old Zhang's son has a nice name, Zhou Nanyue. Isn't it nice?"
Zhou Nanyue?
Lin Leyou nodded, thinking it was indeed quite good, but inwardly he sneered, "It's a pity to pair such a name with a gambling addict."
"Does this boss just keep paying me every time?"
Old Zhang sighed, "Oh well, there's nothing we can do about it. Apart from the old house in our village and the land we were allocated, we have nothing left."
"This shop is also rented. They can't farm, so they can only do some small business to earn some money for their retirement. If they don't do anything, they will starve to death."
Lin Leyou blinked. "If they had some savings, they could just leave here and open a shop somewhere their son doesn't know about, wouldn't that be better?"
Old Zhang said, "That's what I said too. It's the same money spent everywhere. But Old Zhou's wife can't let go of her son, who is their only son."
Lin Leyou, "So you're just going to let him suck blood like that?"
Old Zhang said, "Who knows? She's her own mother. She definitely can't bear to see her son go hungry and cold. At least with them here, they can give her son something to eat."
Lin Leyou felt a little uneasy. Although he also felt that gamblers did not deserve sympathy, he also felt sorry for himself. Even if someone else was a gambler, their own mother would not give up on them.
But what about myself? I give everything to my family without expecting anything in return, yet they still complain that it's not enough and take it all for granted.
This Zhou Nanyue... has such a good family but doesn't know how to cherish it.
I encountered Zhou Feng in the dungeon before, and it was obvious that this wasn't his first time entering the dungeon. If he had entered the dungeon at least twice, then Zhou Feng's system account must have at least tens of thousands of funds, right?
With this money, the couple could open a shop elsewhere, or even buy a second-hand house in some places, and maybe even get a redevelopment project in the future.
No matter what, as long as they don't tell their son, a good life ahead is definitely not a problem.
Old Zhang said, "Old Zhou still hopes to go somewhere else so that his son won't find him, but there's nothing he can do. His wife is unwilling to go with him and insists on staying here."
"Look, look, his wife took out money, all loose change, so pitiful. Zhou Nanyue is such an ingrate, she's hopeless."
Zhou Nanyue snatched the stack of money from her mother's hand, complaining as she counted it, "How come there's so little! Who can afford this? It's not even enough for my food! Do you want me to starve to death?!"
“Son… your parents are out of money. You… you need to be careful with your money, eat well, and stop gambling. Come home and help out…”
Zhou Nanyue snorted coldly, "Going home is fine, but give me money and I'll go!"
Where can we find more money?
Zhou Feng shoved him aside, yelling, "Take the money and get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you even once! Why aren't you dead out there yet!"
Zhou Nanyue was clearly afraid of Zhou Feng. She didn't dare to say anything after being scolded by him. Anyway, she got the money and left dejectedly.
Zhou Feng's wife, however, punched him from behind, saying, "Our son only comes home once in so long, how could you send him away like that? Let him have two steamed buns..."
As she spoke, she quickly packed up the two large pieces of meat that were left over from the store and that she had originally intended to eat herself, and ran to deliver them to Zhou Nanyue.
As Zhou Nanyue was engrossed in counting the money in her hand, she didn't even glance at it before slapping the two large meat buns away. They fell to the ground and rolled in front of Lin Leyou.
"Get out of here! What is this? I'm not eating it!"
He had barely finished speaking when he remembered Zhou Feng was still there. He didn't care about anything else, stuffed the money in his hand into his pocket, and ran away.
Lin Leyou picked up the steamed bun. Luckily, it was in a plastic bag and wasn't dirty when it fell on the ground. He saw Zhou Feng coming over and handed the bun to him.
Zhou Feng said, "Thank you, young man."
Then, holding the steamed buns, he dragged his wife into the shop. "Steamed buns? He takes the money and either eats and drinks extravagantly or gambles. Why would he care about leftover steamed buns? You've lost your mind."
Lin Leyou watched the couple's backs and sighed inwardly. He really didn't know much about gamblers. After all, he had been busy all his life in his previous life and had only heard of so-and-so who had lost everything gambling, was heavily in debt, had debt collectors knocking on his door, and even jumped off a building because he couldn't pay back the money.
Even if they jump off a building and die, the debt collectors will not let their families go. In short, none of them end up with a good ending.
But those things were all very distant to him; he only heard about them briefly. This was the first time he had actually seen a gambler in person.
Old Zhang, "Young man, are you settling in well here lately?"
Lin Leyou snapped out of her daze and said with a smile, "I'm used to it. It's quite nice here."
Old Zhang: "That's good. If there's anything you don't know, remember to tell me. I've lived here for many years, and there's no one more familiar with this area than me."
Lin Leyou thought for a moment, then followed Old Zhang back, and then whispered, "Do you know where that young man went to gamble?"
Old Zhang looked wary. "What? You want to go too?"
Lin Leyou: "How could that be? I was thinking... isn't gambling illegal? If I knew about that place, I would report it."
Old Zhang was stunned for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder with a look of satisfaction, "Young man, you have a sense of justice, not bad, not bad, but I suggest you pretend you don't know anything about this."
Lin Leyou frowned slightly. "What's wrong? Does the person who runs the casino have connections?"
Old Zhang didn't say much, just nodded. "In short, don't mention this matter again, not a single word of it!"
Lin Leyou blinked. He had just said it. Zhou Feng's son had been gambling for a long time, so the underground casino must have a very powerful background.
Otherwise, if the family members of gamblers like Zhou Feng couldn't persuade their children to stay, they would report them to the police. But even after all this time, the casino still exists.
It seems that it is indeed beyond my ability to contend with, at least not now.
and……
Lin Leyou sneered. This matter had nothing to do with him. He was just asking. His words just now were only to dispel the landlord's suspicions.
bet?
He would absolutely never touch this. He already had such a dangerous way to make money as the Endless World, so he didn't need any other way to seek thrills.
After getting home, I played on my phone for a while, then washed up and went to bed.
The next day, he took his ID card to the driving school to register. Fortunately, although he had just turned 18, he was indeed an adult, and there were no problems registering for driving lessons.
but……
Lin Leyou suddenly remembered that Lin Wanyi from the Endless World had picked him up in a car. So, after he returned to the Endless World, would he also need to sign up for driving lessons and take a driving test before he could drive?
Never mind, I'll just search for it online when I get back to the Endless World.
He thought he would go to Zhou Feng's breakfast stall to buy something to eat, but he didn't expect that the breakfast stall would be so lively so early in the morning. This time it wasn't Zhou Nanyue who came back to ask for money, but Zhou Feng who was arguing with his wife.
They were making quite a racket, and all the steamers, buns, and mantou were scattered all over the floor. Some of the buns were half-cooked, and the plump, white ones had rolled around on the ground several times, looking all dirty.
It's really a waste, and they don't have much money on hand, so these losses must be quite painful for them.
Not only that, the large iron pot used for frying dough sticks was also overturned, spilling hot oil and a lot of dough onto the ground.
"I'm telling you, Zhou, give me all the money in your house, or I'm not letting you off the hook!"
Lin Leyou was surprised to see her acting so wildly, because yesterday she had looked weak and only knew how to cry, but today she was shouting and yelling at Zhou Feng.
Lin Leyou saw that Lao Zhang was also there.
"What's going on? Why aren't you doing business this early in the morning?"
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