I can't get enough to feed you

Meng Yingjun knew by heart the string of lottery numbers he had bought for a year. The lottery tickets were placed on the table without looking at them, and he watched the numbers on the TV.Meng Xiaojiang sat between the two chubby brothers who looked exactly the same. The two boys washed their faces and hands, making it even more apparent that the eyes on the two big pie faces were squeezed by the flesh on their faces and almost had no place to rest. It became a small seam.

The two elder brothers love and cherish this younger brother very much. The younger brother is so cute. The two chubby children hugged each other with one hand in their mouths, and they had the original alpine candy brought home by their father in their mouths. One took out the remaining one. Baba asked his younger brother: "Xiao Jiang, do you want to eat candy?"

"I have." Meng Xiaojiang watched TV with the lottery ticket and found that the first number had won.

"Thank you brother." Meng Xiaojiang said, "You can keep it for yourself."

As he said, he touched his small trouser pocket with one hand calmly. There were five or six or seven or eight pills in it. In short, one pill a day was enough for him to eat for seven or eight days.

The twin's elder brother said to the twin's younger brother: "Our Xiao Jiang is really sensible!"

The twin brother put his arms around his younger brother, leaned over and kissed his chubby brother's chubby face, Meng Xiaojiang wiped his face with the back of his hand in disgust, kissed his brother and said: "He also has two, you don't like that?" Dafang, give me the remaining one!"

"I won't give it to you! I won't give it to you!" The twin brother shouted loudly, "You are the younger brother, so you should give me yours!"

The twin brothers also shouted: "I don't want to give it to you either! You are an older brother, so you should give me yours!"

Meng Xiaojiang was sandwiched between the two elder brothers, staring at the TV, and the sound of his ears was seriously disturbed, so he couldn't bear it and yelled: "Stop making noise, I can't even hear the sound!"

The twins were quiet for a moment, then they quarreled again. Meng Xiaojiang covered his ears angrily, feeling that the two brothers would be inferior to the croaking frog.

He just watched the TV, came out with a number, looked down at the lottery ticket on his lap, and when four numbers were drawn, Meng Yingjun yelled: "Meng Xiaozhuo, Meng Xiaoqiao, shut up! You two won't be arguing to death!"

The twin brothers were yelled at by their father, and after a moment of silence, they started croaking again like a frog. The father at home is a loving father, and the mother is a strict mother. The inherent impression caused Meng Yingjun to have no majesty in front of the children. .

Still, Ma Yingrong roared without raising her head: "Noisy! Noisy! It's so noisy! I'll throw you two outside to quarrel!"

In an instant, the main room was silent, only the voice of the host reporting the number on the TV was left. The twins looked at each other and made faces. They tilted their heads, one left and one right pillowed on the younger brother's shoulders.

Meng Xiaojiang looked down at the lottery ticket, and his brother Meng Xiaozhuo said, "How many numbers did you win?"

The younger brother Meng Xiaoqiao said: "It's still worth watching, it's another miss."

Meng Xiaojiang said: "I have already won four numbers."

The twins blinked, and their expressions changed a bit. The main room was quiet. Granny Meng and Ma Yingrong put down their needlework, and stared at the TV with wide-eyed eyes. They stopped sewing, and Meng Yingjun and Meng Yingjun held their breaths to watch the numbers played on the TV.

Meng Yingjun's eyes were neither too big nor too small, and he was staring at the TV screen with a big face. The host on the small TV was smiling, and the lottery machine came out with another number. Meng Yingjun's eyes were glued. On the screen, a fine layer of sweat on the back of the head and under the armpit appeared with the owner's nervous mood.

The fifth number came out, and the host took out the ping pong ball to show to the audience, because Meng Yingjun always insisted on using the same serial number, and Ma Yingrong and Mrs. Meng had memorized the specific content of the serial number. Immediately disappointed, he lowered his head and continued to mend the needlework.

Meng Yingjun's heart fell from the cliff of thousands of feet into the cold pool of the abyss in an instant, but at least he had already won four numbers. If he could win the special number, he could exchange 20 yuan. Thinking of this, Meng Yingjun held his breath again. The sixth number When they came out, although Ma Yingrong and Pozi Meng lowered their heads, they still listened with ears pricked up. They were very disappointed when they missed it.

But he still kept his ears up, and knew that if he won the special number, he could make a fortune, and 20 is not a small amount!

Meng Yingjun, Ma Yingrong, and Mrs. Meng were thinking in their hearts, let's go, let's go, let's go, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Tathagata Buddha Jesus Mary, the three adults worshiped all the gods and Buddhas they know from all over the world, and the last one is special. No., the blue ping pong ball fell out of the lottery machine.

Meng Yingjun stopped breathing for a moment, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. The hostess took out a ping pong ball and showed it to the audience in front of the TV.

Meng Yingjun couldn't hide his disappointment. He was extremely disappointed. He won four out of seven numbers, which could be exchanged for ten yuan, but compared with 20 yuan, ten yuan was extremely disappointing.

Meng Yingjun blinked his eyelids, and wanted to cry in pain. Ma Yingrong and Mrs. Meng were also very disappointed, but they were not as sincere as Meng Yingjun.

Ma Yingrong said sarcastic words: "I said that buying a lottery ticket is just a daydream. It's like a pie in the sky. It can fall on your head, and you don't even look at what you look like!"

Mrs. Meng wanted to refute her daughter-in-law, but just now her heart was up and down with her son, and now she is very tired and haggard. Just now she has planned what to do with 20 yuan, and the plan is completed within a few seconds. , Now it turns out that it is only ten yuan. This span is too big, and Mrs. Meng can't wait for a while to fight with her daughter-in-law.

The corners of her eyebrows and mouth were curled downwards, and Mrs. Meng sighed, and said in a sad and sad voice: "Jun'er, don't buy this lottery ticket in the future, two bets and four yuan are money, why spend this wrong money, I think This is a bluffing thing. There are so many people in our town who bought it, who has won more than ten yuan? They say that the grand prize is 500 million, and the second prize is also 20. Isn’t this coaxing people into fools? How many dollars do you exchange for so much money!"

Meng Yingjun's uncomfortable mind went blank, as if he had died once just now, he moaned and covered his heart, because he felt that he had missed 20, and he was so sad that he really wanted to die and live, but as a big It's not pretty, gentlemen, so I stood up silently and wanted to go back to the kang to lie down.

Ma Yingrong stared: "It's only what time you lie on the bed, the second and the third are going to do their homework! You go and look at these two brats, they are nailed to the bench as soon as they do their homework, I don't want to be taught by them again." Find the school, damn it! Discipline me like a grandson!"

As he said that, Ma Yingrong stretched out his two iron palms and five fingers, and then shrunk into fists. Ma Yingrong was so angry that he said viciously: "I really want to beat their teacher!"