Fuwa is not easy to mess with when she is three years old

Chapter 22

When the couple surnamed Liu saw that people from outside had come in, they didn't go into details. They just put the drafted agreement on the broken wooden table in the middle of the yard, and they turned around and went out.

Mrs. Du couldn't tolerate others twisting Du Mingcheng, nor could she watch the business go away.

She grabbed the elder son's shoulder with one hand, trying to pull him out of the hands of the hooligans, while trying to straighten her back and stretch her head to call the couple surnamed Liu.

"Hey, come back, come back, not to buy land."

A gangster walked out of the crowd with a wicked smile, blocking the old lady's view.

"Old lady, there's no need to do business. Your precious eldest son, Du Mingcheng, has already lost your precious land for laying golden eggs to us. My buddies are here to get the land deed."

Du Anlu knew her cheap uncle's gambler nature, when he was at Du Chunsheng's house that day, he saw that he was out of his mind, and guessed that he might be going to gamble.Unexpectedly, Duan Lu played a bigger game than Duan Lu thought, and the land deed he had just obtained was so handed over to others.

Duan Lu's knowledge of gamblers is limited to the pitifully few books in Tiangong. She has always felt that the words "all the pants are lost" written in the book is an exaggeration. It's not far away when the child is gone.

Mrs. Du was taken aback, she couldn't believe what the person opposite said.

Although Du Mingcheng liked to gamble, he didn't gamble with important things like land. At most, he would come back after losing all his money, and at the very least owed a small debt. Old lady Du sold some things and sent the money over.

She loved and hated Du Mingcheng at the same time. She was holding Du Mingcheng's hand to save him, but now she slapped the elder son's shoulder hard.

"Prodigal son!! You unworthy prodigal son! You lost the land you just got, and we two will starve to death in this yard in the future. If you lose the land, you will have problems eating and drinking in the future."

The old lady's teardrops were falling, who would have thought that those hooligans looked at me and I looked at you, burst into laughter, someone took out a piece of tissue paper from their body, and shook it off in front of them. Come.

I don't know what the long black characters are written in, but Mrs. Du can recognize the last three characters of Du Mingcheng, and there is a red handprint on Du Mingcheng's name.

With a glance of Duan Lu's eyes, he knew what this card was. Her understanding of gamblers was refreshed by her uncle.

The hooligan dangled the piece of paper between Du Mingcheng and the old lady. Although the old lady didn't recognize it, she caught a glimpse of the pattern drawn on the paper and burst into tears.The hands that beat Du Mingcheng lost strength, and the old man slipped and fell to the ground.

Du Mingcheng was released, and he knelt down to support Mrs. Du.

The hooligan smiled, turned the thin paper over, and read to the people in the yard, "Du Mingcheng and his mother live in a big house today, with an acre of yard, all of which should be used by Huang San to pay off his gambling debts. , the painting is a pledge. Move it out immediately, and never ask for it back."

Just now they just lost their fields, but now Mrs. Du and Du Mingcheng lost their home because of Du Mingcheng's gambling debts.

Mrs. Du's hands and feet were weak, so she could only sit on the ground and sob.

Du Mingcheng brought a bamboo chair over and helped the old lady to sit on it, but someone snatched the chair away.

"What do you mean by that?"

Du Mingcheng was annoyed, even the house was mortgaged to you, why would he still bully the mother and son.

All the hooligans laughed, "Du Dacai, have you lost your mind? Everything in this yard belongs to our third brother Huang, not to mention that you can't sit on this chair, even the loess on the soles of your feet. You have to wipe it clean before you can go out."

"The plants and trees in this yard are all surnamed Huang! If you want to use this chair—"

After a long tone, someone picked it up immediately.

"Just! Get it! Pay! Money!"

"You you you... you...", what else could Du Mingcheng say, you you you you for a long time, but he didn't make any sense.

He has no reason at all, so what if you are a scholar, willing to gamble and admit defeat is an eternal truth.

Du Mingcheng and the old lady were kicked out, and Du Mingcheng helped the old lady Du with absent-minded eyes, and walked away.

Du Anlu felt that the two of them were a little pitiful for a moment, but when he thought of the dirty things they did to Du Chunsheng's family, he didn't feel pitiful enough to help himself.

Du Anlu struggled to climb onto Du Dazhuang's back and pulled the reins. Now that the excitement was over, she was going home.

But he didn't think that these hooligans really ate their hearts and leopards, and they thought about Du'an Lu and the horse under her.

"I heard that Mrs. Du was selling this milk doll before. It's pink and white. It is said that people are rushing to buy it at 30 taels."

"Brother Huang, this house belongs to us. Do the dolls and horses in the house also belong to us?"

"Then... that's needless to say? For sure, tie this doll to the horse quickly, who wants to buy a milk doll, go to the village and ask. That's right, Lao Lai, Lao Lai wants to buy it, right?"

"That's right, Brother Huang, I heard that Lao Lai is going to buy this doll and go back to raise it as a wife for a few years. Hey--the old man is not young, so it's really crazy to think about it."

"Never mind him, I'll catch this doll, you send someone to find Lao Lai."

Duan Lu got on the horse, and got off by himself after hearing what these people said.

Is this trying to make trouble with your Grandma Du?It just so happens that I've spent the whole day on horseback, so it's not bad to accompany you guys to stretch your muscles and bones.

Seeing Du'an Lu get off the horse by himself, several people burst into laughter.

"This milk doll is really self-conscious. Let alone Lao Lai, even I like it."

"This is white and beautiful..."

"Don't worry, we're hooligans, not sex maniacs, and we still have basic professionalism."

"Um...yes, let's make money."

Duan Lu was almost amused by several people. With her two short legs stretched, she moved the chair to the side of the small table, climbed onto the chair, and sat upright.

Duan Lu asked, "You guys have to think about it, what things in this house are yours?"

One of them really started to read, "House, fence, well..." His throat was almost smoking, and he finally read what he saw.

Du Anlu untied the jade pendant from his waist, and showed the extremely small "Ling" character at the bottom for everyone to see.

"It's engraved with someone else's family name, so it's not old Du's."

Everyone was dazzled by the color and texture of the jade pendant, their eyes glistened with gold, and someone muttered, "This looks so rare, why does it seem to be the treasure of the wealthy Jia Ling's family in the city? It would cost a few hundred taels if it were to be sold? Comparable Land and houses are worth more..."

Du'an Lu asked again, "Answer me, is it considered to be something from the old Du's family?"

"Ah...the word Ling is engraved, it really belongs to the Du family." As soon as the words came out, Huang Sange slapped him. This man was straightforward, "Third brother, hitting me doesn't count."

Duan Lu said, "If you want a jade pendant, you can do it. Do you want to have a bet with your aunt? I won, and I will own the fields and houses. Bring me all the land deeds in your hands."

Hearing that the little baby Du'an Lu spoke so loudly, Third Brother Huang walked up to Du'an Lu and looked at the jade pendant carefully again.

"If I lose," Duan Lu said, "this jade pendant belongs to you. And if you sell me now, if the government really asks, you can't come up with a contract of sale. If I lose, I will write another contract of sale Here you go. Even the jade belt belongs to you, how about it?"

Third Brother Huang took out a dice from his pocket with one hand, and pointed to the tall horse behind Duan Lu with the other, "Written on that gray horse too."

Duan Lu only sensed the mercury fluctuations in the hollow dice for a moment.

It turned out that he really won by cheating?The book is sincere and does not deceive me.

Duan Lu clasped his hands and palms together, as if a baby had heard something happy, "Succeed! Let your aunt show you the real gambling skills!"

The ambition of a group of adult men is determined to win.

The King of Thousand Kings, Duan Lu, makes his debut?
(End of this chapter)