Chapter 190 Start over again
Let go of your obsession, think about nothing, and then the money will come back on its own?
Why is this advice so unreliable?
Let go of your obsession and think about nothing, and then the money will come back on its own?
Aren’t you just waiting for pie to fall from the sky?
Thinking about it, it was just that the other party had been fooled by chance. What on earth was he expecting...
Cheng Biao was slightly disappointed, sighed and lowered his head to drink.
"Hey! Brother Meng, why don't you help me take a look?"
Axing over there has basically solved the battle. He patted his belly and couldn't help but come over and said.
"My master showed me my face and said that my life is not good. I am afraid that my life will be miserable after middle age. Can you help me see if it is true?"
Hmm...
Killing people, going to jail, and having no adventures after coming out, isn't it just a miserable life...
Meng Lang secretly said, "Master!"
He looked at Ah Xing carefully for a long time, and then frowned.
"Well! Your master is right, your appearance is indeed not good, and there are already signs of decline from prosperity to prosperity."
"Ah?" Axing scratched his head.
"What should we do? Is there any way to crack it?"
Although he knew that fortune tellers tend to be alarmist, but when Cheng Biao heard that his little brother would have a bleak future in the rest of his life, he couldn't help but ask road.
The main reason is that Meng Lang's calculations for him just now were too accurate. He would rather believe that with this kind of mentality, it would come out naturally...
Meng Lang knew that the opportunity to increase the "power of the magic stick" had come!
"Well... I see from your face that you have bad luck with gambling, but you have good luck with it. Do you usually like to gamble a little for fun?"
"No, I don't usually like to gamble." Star shook his head.
“Small gambling does not necessarily mean gambling for money, it can also mean spending money to gamble on luck!” Meng Lang reminded.
"Oh! That's right! I usually like to buy lottery tickets, but I'm really unlucky. I've only won 5 yuan at most."
"Yeah! That's right!" Meng Lang Smiled and nodded.
"Judging from your appearance, your luck in old age is linked to your gambling luck. That is to say, as long as you can break this gambling luck, your fate of prosperity and decline will naturally be broken!"
" Ah? How can I change my gambling luck?”
"Of course you can't do it on your own. As the saying goes, the way of heaven is to make up for the excess of losses. You have to use other people's gambling luck to help you!"
"Others? Can I do it?" Cheng Biao sure enough I am very loyal, and I can borrow things like luck whenever I want.
Meng Lang looked at the two of them back and forth, but shook his head.
"You two are too close, and now your fortunes are entangled, so you can't help him."
"What should we do? Can we just grab someone here?"
"Forcing others to do things is difficult. Damaging the way of heaven will only be counterproductive!"
Meng Lang pondered for a moment, glanced at Ah Xing, and then shook his head and sighed.
“That’s all, help people until the end.”
As he spoke, Meng Lang took the pen and paper beside him, closed his eyes, and used the pen to write a series of numbers on the back of an advertisement flyer, and finally tore it off and handed it to Axing.
"This is the number I wrote casually. You can buy lottery tickets according to it. If you win, your gambling luck will change, and your bad luck will be solved naturally!"
"Huh? This ..."
Cheng Biao looked a little confused.
If you win, will your misfortune naturally collapse?
Does this mean that my brother's chance of cracking bad luck...is the same as winning the lottery?
There is no difference between using this method and not using it!
"Okay! I'll buy it soon!"
A Xing didn't think much about it, but it was Le Dianding who took the string of numbers that were said to "bring good luck". He immediately picked up a bottle of wine.
“Come on, little brother Meng, I’ll give you a toast. If you win the prize later, each of us will get half of it!”
A few thousand yuan is enough for what? You'd better save it and eat a few more buns.
Just think of it as my advance payment for food.
He smiled and raised his glass.
"Okay, let's drink!"
The three of them had a drink and I had a drink. During the dinner, Ah Xing also sang a song "Love and Hard Work Will Win" to cheer up the atmosphere.
Cheng Biao was grateful that Ah Xing was a familiar person, and Meng Lang also felt that their straightforward temperament suited him quite well.
From strangers to familiarity, the three of them soon became brothers.
Although Meng Lang didn't dare to drink more, he was still persuaded by the two to get drunk.
A Xing is generous and has a good capacity for drinking. Even after drinking for a long time, his face didn’t even turn red.
Cheng Biao was different. He drank one drink after another, obviously drinking to drown his sorrows, and soon he drank too much.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Biao swears in this life, and these Do not wear the sky with high -tech
&%@￥@%&%叽 高 ... "
Looking at Cheng Biao, who was good in the last second, the emotion in the next second is emotional Meng Lang lost control and cried bitterly. Meng Lang was a little confused.
"It's okay, Brother Biao, I'm here! Ah! Don't cry, don't cry!" Axing hugged Cheng Biao and comforted him.
Seeing Meng Lang's surprised look, Axing explained.
"He's drunk and crazy again. Brother Biao has been drinking too much these days."
I can understand being drunk and crazy, but I can't understand what he said!
"What is Brother Biao saying after this? Why does it sound like a foreign language?"
"Oh! This is the Gutian dialect of our hometown. When Brother Biao gets drunk, he likes Biao. Dialect.
This kind of thing is said by more than 100,000 people in our villages and towns, and outsiders basically cannot understand it. "
Oh! So that's it...
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuntupuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupupuuuup upuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuujou , Meng Lang also felt a little uncomfortable.
Think about it, that’s more than 300 million!
There are only 200,000 people in China with a net worth of over 100 million, and there are probably only 100,000 people with over 300 million.
Whoever changed, from one in a hundred thousand, suddenly became a pauper at the bottom of society, I am afraid that he will collapse instantly...
Although he does not have himself, the fishing rod will also Been bought.
At best, I can only use it as waste, let the sunk capital flow again, and use it on the "tip of the knife" to deal with outsiders, with a clear conscience.
But you still have to sympathize.
But sympathy is sympathy, and if you go to extremes when you have a psychological breakdown, then I cannot agree with it!
Isn’t it just a failed life?
Can you beat me in terms of times?
Do you see me falling apart?
What are you afraid of going bankrupt? It’s just starting over from scratch!
Riding on his drunkenness, Meng Lang picked up the microphone in front of him.
He closed his eyes, and regrets or tragic life flashed through his mind...
[All the honors of yesterday have become distant memories.
I have spent half my life working hard, and tonight I am walking into the wind and rain again.
I can't just drift with the tide, for the sake of my beloved relatives.
No matter how hard it is, you must be strong, just for those expectant eyes...]
The slightly deep singing voice gently touched the heartstrings of Cheng Biao's heart.
The next moment, the singing was so loud!
【If the heart is there! The dream is here! There is true love between heaven and earth.
Watch success or failure! Life is heroic! It’s just starting from scratch...】
Slowly, Cheng Biao, whose eyes were red, also slowly picked up the phone.
【If the heart is in the dream, there is true love between heaven and earth.
Looking at success or failure, life is heroic, just starting over from scratch...]
Emotions are contagious.
Three drunken men were in the KTV box, arm in arm, crying and howling all afternoon...
"Brother! Have another...have another drink! We hit it off right away! I...I want to kill off the chicken head with you! I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!"
"No need to ask! Wouldn’t it be that we would have died in the same year, the same month, and the same day? We’ve died together several times!”
“Hahaha! You’re so funny!
Come on!”
Life is like this. , put together, reborn...
There is no pain that cannot be healed, and there is no sinking that cannot be ended.
Everything lost will come back in another way... (End of this chapter)