Chapter 177 Good Luck to Uncle
Suddenly.
The slender knuckles were suddenly grabbed.
The little hand that signed him was as soft as a little bun.
The warmth of that palm was flowing along his fingertips and uncontrollably into his heart.
Lower your head.
But Xiao Taozhi was looking up at him with a mature expression, "Uncle Fu, there are a lot of people here. You have to hold our hands tightly, otherwise we will get lost!"
The tone was like that of a little adult educating a lost child.
Fu Chuanxing was stunned for a moment.
Being lectured by a four-year-old.
It's not an unhappy feeling, just a strange one.
"Don't run around next time! If you get lost, Brother Zhiyi and I will be worried about you."
Who lost it?
Fu Chuanxing couldn't help but think in his heart.
But he did not let go of Xiao Taozhi's hand afterwards.
The three of them walked hand in hand to a small shop selling exquisite gifts.
Suddenly.
Fu Chuan walked down the street, his eyes fixed on a scarf in the window.
He remembered that his mother had knitted him a scarf before she died, which was very similar to the one in the window.
It's just that his scarf was lost a long time ago.
Little Taozhi followed Fu Chuanxing's gaze and pointed with her little finger: "Uncle, do you like that scarf?"
Fu Chuanxing did not answer but asked: "What if I say I like it?"
Without saying anything, Xiao Taozhi pushed the door open and went in to discuss with the boss: "Uncle boss, how much is that scarf?"
The boss said, "Little boy, this scarf is a display item in our store and is not for sale. But we are having an event today. If you want one, you can come to our store and enter the lottery. You can enter the lottery by buying anything. However, each person only has one chance to enter the lottery."
Xiao Taozhi grabbed Fu Chuanxing's hand, pulled him into the store, and explained the rules of the lottery to him.
"As long as you draw the ball with the number six written on it in that box, you can get the scarf for free."
Fu Chuanxing glanced through the ball hole in the box.
They are balls about the size of marbles, and there are probably a few hundred of them in a full box.
The shop owner added: "There are no duplicate numbers on the balls in the box."
In other words, the probability that Fu Chuanxing can draw the ball numbered six is one in a few hundred.
It's almost impossible to accomplish.
Fu Chuanxing wanted to give up: "I don't want that scarf anymore."
He turned to leave, but Xiao Taozhi grabbed his sleeve and said, "How do you know if you can win if you don't try?"
Fu Chuanxing asked, "Do you know how many balls are in there? This is purely a matter of luck, and it's not something that can be determined by human beings."
Besides, he has never had good luck.
He had never won any of the raffles arranged by the department, not even a consolation prize.
What's more, how could he possibly win this one percent?
But Xiao Taozhi refused to give up and refused to let go: "Uncle, just give it a try! You won't suffer any loss if you try!"
Next second.
Xiao Taozhi took Fu Chuanxing's hand, gently placed it on her forehead and rubbed it.
The peach branches above my head also swayed, and among a few tender green leaves, a small pink and white flower bud was hidden, which was very cute.
Then he said with a smile: "Zhizhi is a lucky child, she has so much good luck! Now Zhizhi will share some of her good luck with uncle, so that uncle will have good luck too! I am sure you will win the lottery."
Fu Chuanxing withdrew his hand.
I think what Xiao Taozhi said is simply nonsense!
Luck is something that cannot be seen or touched, and cannot be explained by science.
He used to think that luck was just an excuse losers made for themselves.
A strong man like him doesn't need luck at all.
But in the end, he couldn't resist Xiao Taozhi's constant nagging and went to draw the prize.
Without thinking too much, Fu Chuanxing picked one up at random from the box.
Just throw it in front of the boss and want to leave.
He had no hope for this.
Before he even stepped out of the store, he heard the boss exclaim from behind: "Slow down, customer! Congratulations, you've won a prize!"
Fu Chuanxing paused.
He wondered if the boss and Xiao Taozhi had colluded with each other and used the lottery as a pretext to cheat him.
He looked back suspiciously.
But the boss's face was full of surprise and there was obviously no sign of acting at all.
And the ball in his hand was indeed marked with six!
"Zhizhi said that uncle will definitely win this time. Zhizhi has always had good luck!"
Xiao Taozhi rubbed against Fu Chuanxing, put the scarf wrapped by the owner in his hand, and said with a smile.
Fu Chuanxing was stunned.
A hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes.
Looking at the cuddly little creature at his feet, he suddenly felt it was incredible!
A few percent probability!
How is this possible?
But he did it.
An absurd idea suddenly flashed through Fu Chuanxing's mind.
Maybe luck can really be shared?
But the next second, he immediately killed the idea.
Because it was so absurd that he couldn't convince himself.
Sudden.
A cool breeze blew outside the door, making me feel a little cold.
It is late autumn and the weather is getting colder.
Fu Chuanxing glanced at the thinly dressed little girl at his feet.
After thinking for a few seconds, he finally unpacked the scarf and put it on her.
"Uncle, this isn't..."
Before Xiao Taozhi could finish her words, Fu Chuanxing interrupted her forcefully: "Wear it properly and don't catch a cold. If anything happens to you, your grumpy father will definitely not let me go."
How could the chief diplomat of the Moride Empire be afraid of the first admiral of the Caster Empire?
That set of rhetoric was just an excuse made by Fu Chuanxing.
In fact, it was he himself who couldn't bear to see Xiao Taozhi cold.
"Oh, okay, thank you uncle!" Xiao Taozhi nodded obediently.
After leaving the store, I saw Fu Zhiyi waiting at the door: "Xiao Taozhi, what game should we play next?"
Fu Chuanxing said: "It's getting cold outside now, so it's better to play indoor games."
"Indoors... there's a small maze right next to it. Let's go in and play!"
"Okay, okay!" Xiao Taozhi agreed happily.
She and Fu Zhiyi were about to go in, but they saw Fu Chuanxing leisurely finding a sofa and sitting down, looking relaxed.
"Brother Zhiyi, do you want your dad to play with you?"
Fu Zhiyi thought for a moment, then nodded honestly: "But Dad has never played this with me before."
"We haven't played together before, so we should play together now."
As he spoke, Xiao Taozhi ran towards Fu Chuanxing.
"Uncle, aren't you going?" Little Taozhi asked, tilting his head.
"Children's mazes are for children only."
It's just a little trick, it can fool children, but it can also fool him?
"oh……"
Little Taozhi nodded thoughtfully: "Uncle, are you afraid that you won't be able to come out and be embarrassed?"
"Provocation?" Fu Chuanxing asked directly.
(End of this chapter)
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