"You just earned that?"
Qin Huairu instantly sobered up upon hearing those words.
You went out for a short while at night and came back to make so much money?
Did you go out and rob someone on the street, or did you steal an old lady's money for her funeral?
No matter what you do, it's illegal!
"Dongxu, we can't do anything illegal. Our family can't afford any more trouble," Qin Huairu said with some worry.
Regardless of where this money came from, it certainly wasn't from any legitimate source.
Jia Dongxu waved his hand impatiently: "Who am I? Would I do anything illegal?"
"Look at you, so easily frightened by a few dollars. I could earn that much every day from now on."
After saying that, Jia Dongxu lost interest in soaking his feet. Now that his legs were crippled, there was absolutely no need for him to soak his feet. He had just wanted to show the authority of the head of the family.
How can you earn that much every day?
Qin Huairu felt even more uneasy now.
"Dongxu, where have you been? If you don't explain where this money came from, I'm not sleeping tonight."
Seeing Qin Huairu's worried expression, Jia Dongxu raised his head and said, "Of course it was me who earned it."
"Zhang Laosan and his friends like to play cards, and I'm pretty good at it, so I won from them."
Oh, so you won it playing cards.
Qin Huairu breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although playing cards wasn't a good thing, at least it wasn't a crime.
She had heard before that Zhang Laosan liked to go out and find people to play cards, so she advised him: "Don't try to win money when you play cards in the future. No matter how good your skills are, if you keep winning money, you will attract other people's attention."
"Let's just live our own lives peacefully and not cause any more trouble."
"Alright, alright, you're so long-winded!"
......
The next day, at noon.
It was cooking time, and the courtyard was unusually filled with the aroma of braised pork.
Why are we eating braised pork when it's neither a holiday nor a festival?
The aroma attracted the attention of many people, and the three older women even followed the scent into the courtyard, where they saw several neighbors also coming out of their houses.
"It smells so good! Who's stewing meat?"
"Exactly, eating such a good meal at lunchtime, they really don't know how to manage their money."
"Did it drift in from the Chen family's backyard? They always have stewed meat there."
"No, no, it's from our front yard. I feel like it drifted out of Zhang Laosan's house."
Zhang Laosan?
After her reminder, the three women immediately came to their senses.
The one stewing the meat wasn't Zhang Laosan, it was the Jia family.
Good heavens!
They just sold their house yesterday, and today they're already stewing braised pork. Jia Dongxu and his wife really don't know how to manage their finances.
"Has Jia Dongxu gone mad? Does he not want to live his life from now on?"
"If you start indulging in lavish meals as soon as you have a little money, you'll be doomed once you've spent it all."
“Jia Dongxu can’t work, and Qin Huairu has no job. The family can’t survive for more than a few years if they just sit around and do nothing.”
"Let them go, let them go. They can spend their money however they want, as long as they don't ask us for money."
Once they figured out the source of the aroma, the three aunties dispersed, since the smell was ruining their own lunch.
Jia Dongxu, who was leaning against the window, grinned when he saw this.
"Hmph, you're laughing at us for not having a house or a job? You're all so envious!"
Having made money again, Jia Dongxu became arrogant once more. He didn't care about the three aunties, or even Chen Jun.
Chen Jun is a cadre, but can he earn more than ten yuan in just over an hour?
Setting up a stall might have been okay before, but now it's definitely not as good as Jia Dongxu's.
As for Xu Damao and Shazhu, they were far inferior to him.
"Qin Huairu, is the stew ready? I'm starving." After watching the funny scene, Jia Dongxu went to urge Qin Huairu.
If you count the time, it's been a long time since he's had braised pork; his mouth is practically watering.
"Alright, alright."
Qin Huairu busied herself ladling the meat into a bowl and then bringing the steamed buns to the table.
Jia Dongxu didn't mind the heat; he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a large piece, and stuffed it into his mouth, munching away.
Bang Geng, on the other hand, was just like Jia Dongxu, reaching out and grabbing a piece of fatty meat.
During dinner, Qin Huairu reminded him again, "Dongxu, don't go play cards with Zhang Laosan tonight. He's not a very upright person, and... and the way he looks at me is weird. I don't like it."
Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu raised an eyebrow, swallowed the braised pork in his mouth, and said, "Fine, I won't go out tonight, but you can't talk about my third brother behind his back. If it weren't for him, would you be able to eat braised pork?"
"As a human being, you must have a conscience."
Qin Huairu: ......
Although she was speechless, Qin Huairu didn't say much. As long as Jia Dongxu didn't go out to play cards that night, she could say whatever she wanted.
After eating and drinking his fill, Jia Dongxu let out a comfortable burp, then wiped his mouth and said, "I'm stuffed, I'm going to go for a walk outside."
After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair out of the room.
The reason he agreed to not go to play cards that night was because he couldn't wait to go.
Zhang Laosan seemed to be even more addicted than Jia Dongxu. He wanted to take Jia Dongxu there in the morning, but Jia Dongxu didn't even get up in the morning.
Outside the room, Zhang Laosan seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. The two exchanged a glance and walked towards the courtyard in tacit agreement.
Perhaps because it was daytime, there weren't many people in this small, dilapidated courtyard.
But the bald man called Brother Guang was still sitting under the shed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth and cards twirling in his hand.
Upon seeing Jia Dongxu and Zhang Laosan arrive, they quickly invited them to sit down.
"Brother Dongxu, wanna play today?" Brother Guang asked with a smile, offering Jia Dongxu a cigarette.
Jia Dongxu shook his head and took the cigarette offered to him: "If I'm not going to play, what am I doing out here?"
Playing cards can not only be fun and kill time, but also, importantly, you can make money.
This feeling got Jia Dongxu really into it; he even dreamed about making money last night.
With such superb card-playing skills, it would be a waste of my talent not to make money.
No!
To be precise, it wasn't making money, it was picking up money off the street.
So Jia Dongxu sat down at the card table again and played from noon until evening.
"Hahaha, I had bad luck last game, but I won again this time!"
Jia Dongxu grinned broadly and put away the money he had won in this round.
Today's ride wasn't as smooth as yesterday's, but he still made over sixty yuan in just one afternoon.
That's over sixty yuan, which is more than two months' salary he earned at the steel rolling mill.
Now, he can easily earn that much in just one afternoon.
At his current rate of earning money, he can not only solve his basic needs, but also buy a new house in a month and even get a factory job at a high price.
Of course, the factory job was arranged for Qin Huairu; he absolutely could not go to work.
No job can earn as much as playing cards.
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