For students, it is time to go to school with their backpacks after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Wan Feng also obediently carried his schoolbag and went to school, because if he didn't go, someone would curse him behind his back. Chen Wenxin and Xu Ying were undoubtedly such people.
Wan Feng took three days off before August 15th, and the school was closed for another three days on August 15th. Even if he didn't come to school for a week, Chen Wenxin and Xu Ying would have accumulated a lot of embroidered trademarks but couldn't exchange them for money. It would be strange if they felt happy.
When Wan Feng walked into the classroom, Chen Wenxin glared at him with gritted teeth.
"Is there anyone trying to stab me in the back? You seem to have gained a lot of weight after not seeing you for a few days." Wan Feng put down his schoolbag and asked Chen Wenxin with a smile.
"Hmph, if you don't come again I will..."
"What? Promise yourself to me? That's fine. I welcome you wholeheartedly."
"You wish. Besides, I'm saying five bodies are enough to make you bow down to me. Where did you get six bodies?"
I can’t tell you where the six bodies come from. Anyway, you women don’t have six bodies.
Wan Feng made a gesture of taking it out: "Let me see how much you have embroidered in these days?"
Chen Wenxin angrily took out a stack of trademarks tied with cloth strips from his schoolbag and slammed them into Wan Feng's hands: "Give me the money!"
Wan Feng counted them with a smile, and said, "Wow, these two women actually embroidered more than 200 pieces."
Wan Feng took out two machine tool worker bills and slapped them into Chen Wenxin's hand.
Chen Wenxin's face immediately changed into a smile.
"Have you thought about me when you go to bed these past few nights?"
"Who cares about you? It's useless to miss you because you already have a wife."
Wan Feng chuckled: "From what you said, it seems that if I don't have a wife, you plan to marry me?"
Chen Wenxin looked at Wan Feng with blinking eyes, and said one word with affectionate eyes: "Pooh!"
Then he added: "You are so shameless. Only Luan Feng can deal with you." After saying that, he sighed deeply.
"Why are you sighing? Are you disappointed? Seeing how pitiful you look, I decided to let you be my second wife. Who can help but feel soft-hearted?"
Chen Wenxin raised her fist and hit Wan Feng: "Shameless."
"Then why are you sighing?"
"Oh! My house is so chaotic at night. My dad always invites some gamblers to play at my house. These past two days, they've been playing until midnight every day and it's so noisy."
Wan Feng's mind faltered for a moment, and he suddenly remembered the story of Chen Wenxin in his previous life.
It was because there were gamblers in his family all year round, so she ended up marrying a gambler in Dapuzi. After the gambler went to jail, she became a prostitute and was even imprisoned for three months because of this.
"Then you can find a gambling guy in the future, and you don't have to do anything but wait for your man to win money."
"What if we lose?"
"At worst, I can export you too, and no one will die."
"I won't marry a gambling devil."
"That's not certain. Suppose four or five years from now, a young gambler wins five or six thousand in one night at your house. You might even find yourself in their bed."
What Wan Feng said was exactly what happened to Chen Wenxin, but he said it a few years in advance and Chen Wenxin didn't know about it.
Chen Wenxin showed his fist again: "Am I that mean?"
Wan Feng’s answer was firm: “Yes!”
"I'm going to fight you to the death."
Wan Feng grabbed Chen Wenxin's fist and said, "I'm asking you seriously, your father does nothing but gamble all day long."
Chen Wenxin broke free from Wan Feng's fist and nodded dejectedly.
"No wonder your family is so poor. If I find a job for your father, would he be able to do it?"
Perhaps if his family wasn't so poor, Chen Wenxin might not have taken the initiative to get into someone else's bed for five thousand yuan in a few years.
Chen Wenxin shook her head: "I don't know if he can do it. I think it's very difficult."
"Go back today and ask your dad if he's interested in working at the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory. Tell him someone's guaranteed him three hundred dollars a year and ask if he'd like to do it."
"Ah, can the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory make so much money?" Chen Wenxin's eyes lit up.
"I can responsibly tell you that in the future, the number will be even higher. Maybe next year or the year after, each person will earn over a thousand yuan per year."
"So many." Chen Wenxin lowered her head with a gloomy look.
"Why don't you just marry into Wahou in the future? Listen to my promise and you'll live a happy life."
Chen Wenxin blushed a little: "Does anyone want it?"
"Oh, that's a problem. Who would want you if you're so ugly? If nothing works out, you'd better be my mistress!"
Chen Wenxin raised his fist again: "You're here again, I told you you're bad!"
Wan Feng lowered his head and leaned in front of Chen Wenxin, whispering, "How about you find a classmate from the lower class in your class and cultivate him so you can marry one of them in the future? I'm telling you, in a few years, guys from the lower class will have to be very selective when it comes to finding a partner. They might not even be interested in the average guy. If you don't take the initiative, you might not have a chance. What do you think of Yuan Yimin?"
"Him? Not interested."
"What about Yang Donglin?"
“Neither did I.”
"Where's Yuan Guo?"
“No.”
Wan Feng was angry: "Fuck, your standards are too high. I think you should just be my..." This time, before Wan Feng could finish his words, he felt a pain in his thigh.
How dare you, little bitch, pinch the inside of my thigh? Aren’t you afraid that you’ll pinch the wrong place and some part will show up and scare you to the ground.
"I think there's a chance I won't be able to continue my studies by the end of this year. My dad said he's going to kick me out and ask for a huge dowry." Chen Wenxin lowered his head, looking like a punched bag.
This old bastard is such a scumbag that he plans to use his daughter to exchange for gambling money. Just like a daughter is like water that will be thrown away sooner or later, you can't just throw it away casually.
Wan Feng pondered for a moment and decided that this was the only way to do it.
"Go home tonight and tell your dad there's a big gambling game going on in the back, and ask him if he can come."
"Ah!" Chen Wenxin stared at Wan Feng with wide eyes, not knowing what Wan Feng meant.
"No, that's illogical. You should do this. When you get home, tell your dad you didn't mean to say that my deskmate won over ten yuan last night. Then tell him that your classmate won twenty or thirty yuan in the past few days. Your dad will definitely ask about it. So, tell him that there are people gambling every day in the area these days, and it's a big deal."
"What if he doesn't go?"
Not coming? That's impossible. When a gambling devil hears about gambling, his legs will definitely pop out of his ears. There's no reason not to come.
"He will definitely come."
"What if he goes?"
"Just go. I'll make him understand that people like him who gamble are just idiots, people who just give money to others. Maybe once he understands the ins and outs of it, he'll stop gambling. This is his only way out."
According to superstition, when a bachelor is born, there will always be three thousand country bumpkins following him to support him. This bachelor does not refer to the bachelor who is single, but refers to a heroic figure.
There are bachelors like this in all 360 professions, but there are also many unsophisticated people.
People like Chen Wenxin's father are just bumpkins, bumpkins in the gambling world.
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