"Mom, just wait, I'll call the doctor right now!"
Tian Baokang said and hurried out of the door.
After a while, he invited the barefoot doctor from the village over.
After asking him to treat Tian Shuangshuang, the family sat together, drinking wine and eating vegetables, and discussed until late at night.
It wasn't until Tian Huqiang fell drunkenly on the dining table that Grandma Wan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled her son and walked out.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Tian Baokang looked at the water tank in front of him and asked in a daze and drunkenness.
"Shh, mom has something to do with you."
Aunt Wan covered her son's mouth, and while paying attention to the movements in the room, she pressed Tian Baokang's head into the water tank.
In the cold winter, the ice water was biting to the bone. Tian Baokang woke up with a jolt.
"Well--"
He struggled quickly and pulled his head out of the water tank.
"you……!"
He slumped down beside the water tank, trembling, staring at his mother. Just when he was about to get angry... Grandma Wan suddenly thrust two banknotes into his hand.
Tian Baokang held the banknote and his eyes lit up.
"Mom, where are you from..." Tian Baokang was about to ask about the origin of the banknote excitedly. At this time, Aunt Wan quickly covered his mouth. She turned her head and glanced anxiously inside the room, then glared at Tian Baokang and whispered: "Shh, shut up, listen to me!"
"good."
Tian Baokang quickly agreed in a low voice excitedly.
He agreed so happily because he was afraid that the money would be taken away by his father, but how could Aunt Wan know his little thoughts?
She was just happy that it turned out that all his previous behaviors were just cowardly, frightened, and he didn't really favor Tian Huqiang.
This reassured her.
With this in mind, she followed Ruan Yunluo's words and began to whisper her plan to Tian Baokang.
"What?" After hearing his mother's plan, Tian Baokang's eyes widened in disbelief, "You want a creditor to break my father's legs?"
"Yes." Aunt Wan nodded firmly and whispered with hatred in her eyes, "You know better than anyone how he has harmed our three mothers over the years. I can't live like this for a day. !”
"Mom, isn't this how everyone lives?"
Tian Baokang didn't want to spend money on such a place, so he quickly advised, "My dad just has a bad temper. Next time he does something, can't you just say a few soft words to give him some face? Why do you always follow him?" Where’s the stubborn one?”
"If you don't want to, forget it!"
Listening to his words, she became more and more uncomfortable. Aunt Wan stretched out her hand with a cold expression, "Give me the money back, I'll go there myself!"
"No, mother..."
As soon as he heard that she wanted the banknote back, Tian Baokang's attitude softened immediately.
He thought for a while, and nodded as if he had made some great determination, "Okay, since you have spoken, mother, I, a son, have to do it for you even through fire and water. Just look at it."
With that said, he stood up and left Tianjiacun in the starry night.
A few miles away, the corner of the market closest to Tianjia Village.
This corner is the darkest and most lonely place during the day, but at night, it looks lively.
Tian Baokang walked through the noisy crowds and alleys with ease, and finally arrived at his destination.
Hearing the shouts of "Open the door, open the door", his blood boiled and he couldn't wait to lift the curtain and go in. Suddenly, he was stopped.
"Tian Baokang, I haven't paid back the previous money, why are you here again! There's only half a month left, you're not afraid of being cut off, right?"
"I'm afraid, but I have my own way." Tian Baokang chuckled and said mysteriously: "I will have a lot of money soon, and then..."
"Go, go, settle your previous debts first before you fart..."
Scar had a dark face and was about to chase him away. At this time, Tian Baokang took out the banknote very coolly.
He shook the banknote proudly, raised his eyebrows and said, "How about it, can we go in now?"
"You want to pay back the money?"
Scar couldn't believe it.
This grandson, every time he comes back to play, puts the account in the name of his gambling father and asks his mother to pay it back. This is the first time he has paid back the money himself.
"Don't always pay me back. Why hasn't my mother paid you back? Slowly save it and continue to pay it back to my mother in the future. Why do you have to force me to do it? She works in the General's Mansion. How can she be short of your money?"
Tian Baokang said, pushing Scar away impatiently, "Quick, quick, get out of the way, this time I have money, why don't you let me play with you? My hands are itching to death lately!"
"This grandson..."
Scar frowned as he looked at Tian Baokang's back in the crowd at the gambling house, waving his fists and placing bets wildly at the gambling table.
He was raising the curtain, intending to go in and kick him out, but the old man begging next to him laughed, "Hey, you are already doing this, and you are still showing kindness?"
"Who is being kind? He hasn't paid back the money he owes. Why should I let him go in and play?"
"Don't I know something about your business?"
The old beggar man said as he stretched out his right arm, but there was no palm at the wrist.
He looked at his wrist with pity, where his palm should belong, and sighed: "Don't tell me that the money he owes will be paid. Even if no one pays it, he is gambling with the money, and you have to let him in." .
You can also get this money, you let him pay off the debt, and you two will settle it. If you let him play, he will still owe you, and he will owe you more...If you can't pay it back, just chop it off..."
"You know better."
"Can I not be clear?"
The old beggar chuckled.
While he was talking, someone passed by and threw two pennies into his bowl.
His eyes lit up, and he shook the broken bowl and counted the coins inside.
When he saw that he had made enough bets, he stood up and squeezed open the thick black curtain of the gambling house, holding a bowl and walking into the bustling crowd...
Tianjiacun.
Aunt Wan looked at the door again and again.
Watch from late night to dawn, watch from dawn to noon.
Just when she was worried that something had happened to her son, Tian Baokang's figure walked over from the village in the distance.
He looked defeated and was swaying from drink.
"What's wrong with you?"
Grandma Wan was shocked when she saw him like this.
She quickly stretched out her hand to support her son, "What's wrong with you? Why did you come back now? What did I tell you? What did they say?"
"Mom, it was almost, just a little bit..."
Tian Baokang sat down against the wall with his head in his arms, and murmured in a daze: "I was obviously very lucky at the beginning. I obviously won so much at the beginning. How could I lose suddenly? How could I lose? How could it be possible..."
He questioned for a while and cursed for a while. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he grabbed Nanny Wan's trouser leg and said, "Mom, do you still have money? You still have money, right! Hurry, hurry up again Give me some! I can make a profit! I can get rich! I almost get rich! I..."
"You beast!"
Aunt Wan kicked Tian Baokang away hard.
She looked at her son who was neither human nor ghost, looking exactly like Tian Huqiang, gritted his teeth, turned around, and rushed into the kitchen.
Immediately, she rushed out like a whirlwind, holding down Tian Baokang's left wrist with one hand, and raised the kitchen knife high with the other hand...
