The granary is much livelier 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 scenes going on from the door to the innermost part, and some nefarious person above his head seemed to feel that the light was not bright enough, so he pulled out five or six more light bulbs, making the whole granary seem to be made of incandescent lamps from later generations. As bright as a lamp.
There is no need to ask others where his father is, just go inside and it must be where the most people are surrounding him. Because with Father Yang's current bulge in his pocket, a small poker venue will definitely not be able to accommodate him, not to mention that there is a troublemaker like his uncle next to him.
So at the largest table, one of the dad and the uncle must be playing. And because the game is so big, there are naturally a lot of people watching. One is watching the excitement, and the other is naturally waiting for the banker to have a lot of money in the pot to see if he can squeeze out the outsiders and make a profit.
Many people were very excited today, and the 'freshness' that Yang Dongxu had just come back from, coupled with the presence of Yang's father, also covered up a lot of his son's shine, so Yang Dongxu struggled to squeeze in, and Xiao Wuji Naturally, I also squeezed in, but I was slapped on the head and cursed a few times by several senior people.
"Uncle Six, don't hit your head. You'll lose money when betting on your head." Xiao Wu looked at the man who hit him on the head with some dissatisfaction.
"Hey, why do you want to come to the table? Your father is right next to you. Why don't you call him to be your helper?"
"Haha..." Xiao Wu smiled awkwardly and did not respond.
Although his father knew that he would definitely come over to play cards after getting the lucky money today, but he knew that the pressure on his heart when he was watching and playing with someone else was completely different.
"What are you doing here if you have nothing to do?" Seeing Yang Dongxu, Yang's father glared at him angrily.
Although he had a lot of gambling today, he was sitting on the table playing Pai Gow, and he was still the banker. Even joining the army could only stand aside and watch the money in the pot being calculated. But Father Yang didn't want his son to get involved here.
At this time, he and Yang Ma's thoughts were surprisingly consistent. No matter if Yang Dongxu won or lost money while playing cards, he would be unhappy. This is also the same thought that many parents have in mind when they see their children going to the card game, even if they are sitting at the card table at the same time.
"Come and take a look." His father's reaction naturally made Yang Dongxu particularly speechless, but he obviously would not run home in despair after being glared at by his father.
Not to mention that he came with a mission. Today's atmosphere alone made him want to play a little bit, so it was impossible to go home now.
"Go back and watch TV later." Seeing that Yang Dongxu had no intention of leaving, Father Yang glanced at his son again, and then started to catch Pai Gow.
As for his brother-in-law joining the army, he kept his eyes on the poker table from the beginning to the end, staring at the money being bet by each player. Yang Dongxu, who was standing next to him, probably thought he was the one watching the fun and didn't pay attention to whether his nephew was coming over. .
Gambling in rural areas can be big. In addition to the different days on New Year's Eve, the more important thing is whether there are many people, or whether there are many people in the surrounding areas.
If there are just four people playing, even if it is New Year's Eve, the amount of gambling will not be very large, and even after playing for a while, it will feel boring and stop playing. And when there are more people coaxing together, everyone's face turns red with excitement, and the more they gamble, the more energetic they become.
The rules of Pai Gow are actually to count the pips, and then add the four great virtues of heaven, earth, man, and goose in the rural dialect to divide the long and short tiles for fear of causing trouble to the monkeys.
Dad obviously can't place bets at Yang Dongxu, the banker, because there is no reason to bet under the old banker's sect, and it would be weird if he goes to other places to win his father's money by betting outside.
It seems that after a few laps, Father Yang is in good luck. He eats more and spends less time every time. After a few laps, there are already more than a hundred dollars in the pot.
"How much is in the pot?" Father Yang asked after another round ended.
"One hundred and six." The uncle reported the number without even counting the money in his hand. He had never graduated from elementary school and usually spent a long time making calculations, but sitting on the card court, he turned into a math expert. That arithmetic speed is called fast.
Moreover, he has a photographic memory. When dozens of people bet at the table or on the periphery, he can clearly remember who bet and how much, so he can tell how much money he has made and how much he has lost in a matter of seconds at most. Separate clearly, and then move on to the next one.
Although this one was a total kill, plus the money in the pot was not finished, so I only made more than 60, plus the money in the pot before was just 160.
The bottom of the pot is already so big that you are embarrassed to open your mouth when it comes to betting on a few cents or even a few cents. At least it starts with a few dollars or dozens of dollars. .
So when I heard the military report, everyone seemed to be breathing heavily. Not only did some people's faces turn red, but even the tips of their noses began to sweat.
"It's revealed, let's let the next family do it?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but said when he saw his father reaching out to prepare for the next game.
More than a hundred yuan is nothing to the current Yang family. It costs more than that to buy a pair of shoes. But for other people, it’s already a lot of money. Yang Dongxu doesn’t object to his father playing cards. Who among men doesn’t like gambling?
But Wanguiwan Yang Dongxu didn't want his father to become more and more addicted to gambling, especially since today's card players were all from the same village and there were no outsiders. Now the winnings and losses were already a lot for other people.
If Yang Dongxu continues to gamble without revealing the blame, he won't care if he loses, but if he continues to win, then tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, there will probably be people who are not in the mood to welcome the New Year, but will directly quarrel.
"What are you exposing? Why are you just talking nonsense?" I was lucky. Someone actually wanted to borrow the blame to let the next family become Zhuang. Before Yang's father could say anything, he turned his head in an instant and glared angrily. He was about to take action. .
However, when he saw that the person speaking was Yang Dongxu, his expression paused. Although the anger in his eyes did not increase, the look in his eyes clearly said: Go home and watch TV quickly. If you have nothing to do, there is nothing here to delay my winnings.
"The business is over, Kunzi, come here." Father Yang, who originally didn't feel much about the more than a hundred yuan and was ready to continue, sobered up after such a distraction.
As the Yang family has become richer and richer in the past few years, Father Yang's voice in the village has become more and more important, and he can't help but become more and more organized in speaking and doing things. Grandpa even proposed that he be the village chief, but Yang's father didn't agree.
Now, being a village chief is not done through some kind of election, but because you have connections from above. If you have prestige in the village and can do things well, you can be the leader, and Father Yang has all of these things.
The only reason why I didn't take it as it was that Father Yang didn't want people to gossip. Now how much money you make is up to you. But when you become the village chief and you still make so much money, the sour words have changed a bit.
Now I am living a good life as a child. Whoever becomes the village leader has a big say when making decisions in the village. Even if the leaders from the town come to have dinner, he can still say a few words, so it doesn't matter whether he is the village leader or not. It is necessary to let those jealous people talk about everything they have and don't have.
It is precisely because of this mentality that Father Yang has undergone many changes in his mentality in recent years. From originally only caring about his own family's well-being, he has become more and more responsible.
So after waking up now, I feel that I have indeed made a lot of money as a banker, and I am quite happy playing, so it doesn't matter if I let the next family come. Compared with his younger brother joining the army and hoping to win a few big ones today, he enjoys it more this process. After all, a few hundred dollars is really nothing in his eyes now.
"Then..." I was a little anxious to see the eldest brother really revealing the blame and asking the next family to join the army, with a posture of saying that if you don't want to continue to control the money, I will push it.
But after Father Yang turned his head and glanced at him, he unconsciously swallowed back what he wanted to say, and showed a sly smile: "Then Kunzi will come, but next time it's our turn, I'll push it."
Although my eldest brother has never beaten me since he got married, he doesn't know why he is becoming more and more afraid of joining the army. This kind of fear is not an ordinary fear, but a feeling of a little fear.
Usually he didn't feel much about eating, drinking, talking and laughing, but when something happened, especially when his elder brother looked at him unhappy, he felt a little trembling in his heart and didn't dare to choke like before.
"What Kunzi, are you calling Kunzi? Brother, who told you that your legs are too slow to sprint and you were born a few years later." The middle-aged man named Kunzi glared at Junjun angrily, but it didn't mean anything. Being angry is more of a joke.
Joining the Army grinned and didn't care. Instead, he counted the money in his hand, took out a hundred and pocketed it, leaving 60 to prepare for betting. Splitting money is something that happens after the game is over. Splitting money directly at the poker table is looking for trouble for oneself. As an old gambler, he obviously won't commit such a taboo.
Kunzi finished playing Pai Gow, took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to his elder brother. He held one in his mouth, and when he thought of something, he turned around and gave one to Yang Dongxu, but no one else gave him one. There is a saying that scattering smoke on the card table means dispersing money. I don’t know where this saying comes from. Anyway, this is what card gamblers do.
The dealers took turns sitting one by one, and soon it was the turn of the three strong gamblers to be the dealer. With luck, the money in the pot came to about two hundred after a few handfuls.
Half of the money was contributed by Yang's father, because as the next owner of the top three, Yang's father had the first say in every move. And whether it was Father Yang or joining the army, he always said, "If you go, the rest is mine."
In other words, Father Yang always takes care of the pot. As long as the money in the pot is 50 yuan, people who are not very well-off basically play with it for one or two yuan, plus the peripherals are only 20 or 30 yuan. Money, so as long as one loses on Father Yang's side, it will be more than the other two plus peripherals.
"Whether you're coming or not, please let me go if you don't come." At the end of the last round, the top three were hesitant to join the army and were a little impatient. In this round, it was agreed that he would push Dad Yang to take charge of the money.