I can't get enough to feed you

There are seven numbers in the lottery, and the first prize is 500 million yuan. Since the beginning of the year, Meng Yingjun has started to buy two bets a week, a fixed expenditure of 16 yuan a month, and always buy the same set of numbers.

From buying at the beginning of the year to the end of the year, he never won five yuan. Meng Yingjun also thought about how to spend the five million yuan from night to night, until he daydreamed that there was nothing left of the five million yuan plan, and he never saw the five million yuan. million shadows.

Ma Yingrong and Mrs. Meng also followed Meng Yingjun to dream about how to spend 500 million yuan for a while. After a whole year, it has now become that Meng Yingjun relies on private money to buy lottery tickets when he goes out.

With a salary of 20 a month, Ma Yingrong would give Meng Yingjun 20 yuan as pocket money, and 16 yuan of the [-] yuan was bought for lottery tickets, leaving only four yuan.

On this day, Meng Yingjun was humiliated by his mother and described as an eunuch. When he went out, he saw his five-year-old son Meng Xiaojiang sitting on the ponytail at the door. Meng Xiaojiang's elder sister went to elementary school three years earlier. He also became a first-year elementary school student this year, so he is the only child left in the family.

Meng Yingjun saw the youngest son bending his neck at dusk, a section of white and tender skin was exposed between the neck and the collar, and the blue cloth clothes and trousers that did not fit well were rolled up a few times on the child, revealing tender little hands and a section of slender skin. Thin ankles.

Meng Xiaojiang looked at the door helplessly, his eyes were lonely and pitiful - this was Meng Yingjun's own thoughts, he walked up to his son and squatted down, curiously asked: "Baby, what are you looking at?"

Meng Xiaojiang also replied in a milky voice: "Wait for eldest sister and brother."

"Oh, my son is so good!" Meng Yingjun stretched out his hand and snorted his little son's head, while looking at this little figure, he felt a sense of loneliness from a child.

He simply scooped up his son with both hands, and picked up his son. Meng Xiaojiang was so startled that his two little hands immediately wrapped around his father's neck, and screamed twice in fright, Meng Yingjun laughed loudly and shook the baby in his arms Son, arched his mouth forward and kissed his son's face twice.

Meng Xiaojiang smiled like a chicken with eyes clucking again. Meng Yingjun carried his son in his arms and went out, saying, "Let's go buy lottery tickets with Dad."

When I arrived at the lottery station, because the prizes would be drawn at 08:30 tonight, and there were quite a lot of people who like to daydream like Meng Yingjun, the lottery station had already lined up.

Meng Yingjun hugged his son and stood at the end of the line. He looked at the length of the line with his head hooked. He estimated that it would take five or six minutes. Mom was sent to run errands.

As soon as Meng Yingjun stood still, another person came behind him. He hugged his son. The son and him were hugged face to face. His chin was resting on his shoulder, and his little head was facing behind him. Meng Yingjun immediately felt it. Man is teasing his son.

The two men who came behind Meng Yingjun were about 1.8 meters tall, and they were two men in white shirts and suit pants. The two men lined up in the line, and the little daughter-in-law and the big girl who passed by looked back at each step. These two men can be called the best handsome men.

Ji Xuanyuan yawned, and accompanied Pixiu, who was beside him, in line to buy lottery tickets without much interest. Pixiu was cheating in buying lottery tickets.

He is not interested in this, although walking in the world knows that money is a major issue in life - but after all, he, Ji Xuanyuan, is not a human being, and for him, food is not a major issue in this world.

Pixiu was holding a palm-sized white paper with a series of numbers written in a ballpoint pen, and he said with great interest, "Xuanyuan, if you want to buy two bets, brother will help you choose, and it won't be you Winning 500 million means I won 500 million, you can share half of my winnings, I don’t want all of them.”

"Then if you win, you will give me half, 250 million?" Ji Xuanyuan leaned forward, the man in front of him hugged the child, his chubby chin rested on the man's shoulder, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes looked at him curiously, The pink mouth spit out a bubble of saliva, and suddenly squeezed his eyes and laughed.

Pixiu replied: "Of course you won't be divided, the prize I won has nothing to do with you."

Ji Xuanyuan rolled his eyes, sneered, and refused to look at this brother who was stingy.

He was very bored, so he winked at the child in front of him and made a grimace, thinking that this child was more interesting than buying lottery tickets with Pixiu.He stretched out his hand, the hand was curled up and there was only one finger left, Ji Xuanyuan poked the fat face of the four or five-year-old fat boy in front of him with this finger, and the child giggled again.

Pixiu was also very curious and eager to tease the child, Meng Yingjun turned around. As soon as he turned around, Meng Yingjun turned around not because his son was being teased. Who does he smile at? He has been a lovable little boy since he was a child.

Meng Yingjun was curious about the big breath of the person behind him. It seemed that winning 500 million was inevitable. When he turned his head, the two behind him were taller and stronger than him. He only saw his chin when he turned his head, so he had to look up. He saw two handsome faces looking at him together.

Pixiu grinned and said, "Xuanyuan, look at this little boy!"

Ji Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, the man holding the baby in front of him was thin and thin, no man was as strong, his shoulders were thinner than a woman's, and when he turned around, his face was even redder and whiter, the man's delicate single eyelid blinked, it was pitch black His eyes watched them both.

Ji Xuanyuan thought, yo, what a silly face.

Meng Yingjun was also thinking, two big white faces!

Old men in Shandong don’t admire the beauty of white faces. The aesthetics here is that rough men are real men. The two in front of me look similar, both with long eyebrows and high nose, but the one on the left is more handsome, with heroic and romantic eyebrows, handsome and Beauty, beauty is not girly.

This is because Meng Yingjun is uneducated, and educated people would use the descriptions of dragons and phoenixes, orchids and jade trees, flowers and trees piled up with snow, etc.

The one on the right can only be described as Meng Yingjun's big white face, this one is just like Meng Yingjun, with a little too delicate brows, showing a little girly, this is also the one who just said Meng Yingjun's little white face.

Meng Yingjun has always been rude to men, and he is even more jealous when he treats men who are more handsome than himself. He glared at Pixiu: "Yo! Big white face!"

Pixiu was not angry, he poked his head with a smile, but the boy in Xiaobailian's arms turned his head and looked at the two with big eyes.

Ji Xuanyuan also looked at the child, wondering in his heart, these eyes are a bit familiar, oh, they really look like Xiao Jiang's eyes!