The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The granary is much more lively than when it was dark a few days ago. If half of the people in Yangjia Village are waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala, then the other half must be here.

There were several sessions from the entrance to the innermost part, and the people above their heads who didn't know what was going on seemed to feel that the lights were not bright enough, so they pulled in five or six more light bulbs, making the whole granary seem to be filled with incandescent lights from later generations. As bright as a lamp.

You don't need to ask others where your father is, just walk inside and the side with the most people around must be there. Because with the bulging pockets of Dad Yang, the small poker field would definitely not be able to hold him, not to mention that there was my uncle, a shit-stirring stick, beside him.

So there must be one of the dad and uncle at the biggest table after talking about it. And because there are naturally a lot of onlookers who are playing, one is watching the excitement, and the other is naturally waiting for the dealer to have a lot of money in the "pot", to see if they can press the outside to make a profit.

Today, many people are very excited, and it has passed the "freshness" that Yang Dongxu just came back. Coupled with Yang's father's presence, it also covered up a lot of his son's light, so Yang Dongxu took a little effort to squeeze in. Individuals naturally squeezed in, but they were greeted with a lot of slaps on the head by a few seniors and scolded a few words.

"Uncle Six, don't hit the head, you'll lose the bet." Xiao Wu looked at the man who hit him with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Heh, why do you still want to go to the table? Your old man is right next to you. Why don't you call him to be your helper?"

"Hehe." Xiao Wu smiled awkwardly and didn't respond.

Although his old man knew that he would definitely come to play cards when he just got the New Year's money today, but he knew that, being watched by his own old man to play, playing with one person was a world of pressure.

"Why are you here when you have nothing to do?" Seeing Yang Dongxu, Father Yang glared at him angrily.

Although he gambled a lot today, he was sitting on the table rubbing Pai Gow at this moment, and he was still the banker, even joining the army could only stand by and watch the money in the pot settle accounts. But Father Yang didn't want his son to come here.

At this time, he and Yang Ma's thoughts were surprisingly the same, no matter if Yang Dongxu won money or lost money playing cards, he would be unhappy in his heart. This is also the same thought that many parents have when they see their children playing cards on the poker field, even if they are sitting at the poker table at this time.

"It's okay, come and take a look." His father's reaction naturally left Yang Dongxu speechless, but he obviously wouldn't run home despondently after being glared at by his father.

Not to mention that he came here with a mission, just because today's atmosphere makes him want to play two games, it is impossible to go home now.

"Watch a while and go back to watch TV." Seeing that Yang Dongxu didn't intend to leave, Dad Yang gave his son another glance, and then started to grab Pai Gow.

As for my uncle's joining the army, his eyes were on the poker table from the beginning to the end, staring at the betting money of each player. For Yang Dongxu who was standing next to him, he probably thought he was the spectator, so he didn't pay attention to whether his nephew was coming up.

Gambling in the countryside can be huge. Apart from the different days on the New Year's Eve, it is more important to see whether there are many people, or whether there are many people in the outer periphery.

If there are only four people playing, even if it's New Year's Eve, the gambling is not too big, and even after playing for a while, you will feel boring and stop playing. And if there are more people coaxing together, the faces of each one will turn red with excitement, and the more they gamble, the more energetic they will be.

The rules of Pai Gow are actually counting ideas, and then adding the jingle in the rural dialect, the four good things of heaven, earth, man, and goose, so as not to make trouble for monkeys and divide up the cards and so on.

Yang Dongxu obviously couldn't place his father's bet in the Zhuangzhuang, because there was no reason to bet on the outside of the old Zhuang, and it would be strange if he went to other places to play on the outside to win his father's money.

It seems that after a few laps, Dad Yang is lucky, every time he eats more and spends less, and after a few laps, there are already hundreds of dollars in the pot.

"How much money is in the pot?" Dad Yang asked after another round ended.

"One hundred and six." The uncle didn't even count the money in his hand and directly reported the number. He didn't graduate from elementary school, and he usually spent a long time doing calculations, but sitting on the poker field turned into a mathematics expert. The speed of counting is called fast.

And his memory is even more vivid. Sitting on the table and betting with dozens of people on the outside, he can remember exactly who bet how much, so he can finish the amount of money in a few seconds at most. The points are clear, and then move on to the next one.

And although this one was a kill, but the peripherals didn't spend all the money in the pot, so they only made more than sixty, plus the money in the pot before was exactly one hundred and sixty.

The bottom of the pot is already very big. If you bet, you are embarrassed to open your mouth for a few cents, or even a few cents. At least it starts with a few yuan, or a few tens of yuan. .

So listening to the military report, everyone's breathing seems to be a lot heavy, and some people not only turned red, but even the tip of their noses began to sweat.

"Exposed, let the next family come?" Seeing his father reaching out for the next game, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but said.

More than one hundred yuan is not a big deal to the current Yang family, and it costs more than that to buy a pair of shoes. But for other people, it's already a lot of money. My father played cards and Yang Dongxu didn't object. Who wouldn't be a man to gamble?

But Yang Dongxu didn't want his father to become more addicted to gambling, especially since the players who played cards today were all from the same village and there were no outsiders. Now winning or losing is already a lot for other people.

If you don’t get rid of the pot and continue to gamble, Yang Dongxu doesn’t care if you lose, but if you continue to win, then some people on the New Year’s Day tomorrow will not be in the mood to welcome the New Year, but will directly quarrel.

"Exposing what, why are you talking nonsense?" I was lucky, and someone wanted to borrow the pot to let the next family be Zhuang Yang's father. .

But when he saw that the person who spoke was Yang Dongxu, he paused for a moment, although the anger in his eyes didn't increase any more, but the eyes were clear and he said: Hurry up and go home and watch TV, it's okay to add something here to delay my winning money.

"That's the end of the line, Kunzi, come here." Dad Yang, who didn't feel much about one hundred yuan and was ready to continue, was sober after such an interruption.

As the Yang family has become richer and richer in the past few years, Dad Yang's voice in the village has become more and more important, and his words and actions have become more and more methodical. Grandpa even proposed to let him be the village head, but Father Yang didn't agree much.

Now the village chief is not selected through any election, but has connections with the higher-ups. If he has prestige in the village and can do things and take care of things, then he can be the head of the village, and Dad Yang has no shortage of these.

It's just that I didn't think it was because Dad Yang didn't want people to gossip. Now how much money I earn is my own ability, but when you become the village head and you still earn so much money, the sour words will change a bit.

Now I am living a good life. Whoever is the village head has a lot of say when making decisions in the village. Even if the town leaders come to eat, he can say a few words, so it doesn't matter if he is the village head or not. It is necessary to let those jealous people talk about what they have and what they don't have.

It is precisely because of this mentality that Dad Yang has undergone many changes in his mentality in recent years. He has become more and more able to take responsibility from only caring about his own family's well-being.

So after waking up at this moment, I feel that I have a lot of money to sit in the dealership, and I am very happy to play, so it is okay to let the next family come. Compared with my younger brother joining the army and wanting to win a few big ones today, he is more enjoying it this process. After all, a few hundred dollars is really nothing to him now.

"Then" I was a little anxious to see that the eldest brother really took the blame and let the next family join the army, as if if you don't want to continue to take money, I will push it.

But after Papa Yang turned his head and took a look, he unconsciously swallowed back what he wanted to say, and showed a embarrassed smile: "Then Kunzi will come, but next time it's our turn, I will push it."

Although my elder brother hasn't beaten himself since he got married, but I don't know why joining the army is becoming more and more afraid of his elder brother. This kind of fear is not ordinary fear, but a feeling of fear.

Normally, he didn't eat, drink, talk and laugh much, but when something happened, especially when his elder brother looked unhappy at him, he felt a little trembling in his heart and didn't dare to choke like before.

"What Kunzi, did you call Kunzi? Brother, who made you sprint too slowly and was born a few years late." The middle-aged man called Kunzi gave Jianjun an angry look, but it was nothing Getting angry is more of a joke.

Joining the army grinned and didn't care, but counted the money in his hand and took out a hundred, leaving 60 for betting. Dividing the money is something after the end. Dividing the money directly at the poker table is to find bad luck for himself. Obviously, he, an old gambler, will not commit such a taboo.

Kunzi put the Pai Gow numbers in order, joined the army and took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave it to his elder brother, while he was holding one in his mouth. Thinking of something, he gave Yang Dongxu one instead, but the others didn't. On the poker table, there is an emphasis on loose smoking equals to loose money. I don't know where this emphasis comes from, anyway, people who gamble in poker do this.

The dealers took turns to sit in one family, and soon it was the turn of Sanqiang, an old gambler, to be the dealer. With good luck, the money in the pot after a few handfuls reached about two hundred.

Half of the money was contributed by Father Yang's side, because as the next family of the top three, Father Yang's side was the first to speak every time. And no matter if it's Father Yang or joining the army, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, "You go down, and the rest is mine."

That is to say, every time Father Yang’s side is covered, as long as the money in the pot is up to 50, those who are not very well-off will basically play with one or two yuan, plus the periphery is only twenty or thirty yuan. Money, so as long as Dad Yang loses one family, he will have more money than the other two plus the periphery.

"Come or not, if you don't come, hurry up and let go." At the end of the last round, seeing the top three were hesitating whether to join the army or not, he was a little impatient. This round was agreed that he would end up pushing Dad Yang to take the money.