"Black-faced Cai, didn't you say you were going to pick up your nephew? Why haven't you started yet?" In the room rented by the third uncle, four people were chatting while playing mahjong.

"Don't tell me, I'm actually a little afraid of my nephew." The third uncle told them about his situation, "Did you know that I have congenital dyskinesia? My nephew is fine when he calls me uncle.

That would be amazing, I would immediately lose control and do anything."

"Is it that serious? What will he do?" Hua Gu, who has always had a crush on Uncle San, asked.

"I will rape you!" The third uncle's face showed an evil look, but Huagu was secretly happy in her heart, wishing that she could accomplish something good if the third uncle lost control. At this moment, the third uncle got a good card, and the thirteenth unit listened.

Already.

"Hahahahahaha, I have already touched the Eighteen Villages by myself. If I touch this one, I can't even afford to sell A Ping!" The third uncle laughed proudly. This is the Thirteen Yao. If I touch it by myself, I will win big.

Already.

"Oh, even if A Ping wants to sell it, it's better to sell it to me!" Yusheng, who liked A Ping, expressed dissatisfaction.

It was the third uncle's turn to draw the cards again. This time he felt something was wrong as soon as he held the cards in his hand. He carefully rubbed the cards out and saw that it was indeed 90,000. Thirteen units were drawn! The third uncle stood up excitedly and held up the nine.

Wan was about to declare a bad card, but at this moment, he heard someone behind him shouting for his third uncle. The third uncle suddenly lost control and made a mess on the card table. Thirteen units were wasted.

"It's your boy!" The third uncle was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and wished he could eat Ah Xing.

"Third uncle, it's me, I'm your nephew Ah Xing!" Ah Xing didn't know anything about this. He just leaned on the fence gate and waved to his third uncle, "I've come to Xiangjiang to join you!"

The third uncle lost control again, holding the fish seller and doing obscene movements, shouting "sticky bada, sticky bada"; could he really lose control? Hua Gu was tempted, and when Ah Xing called San again

When she saw her uncle, she rushed to her third uncle and wanted to throw herself into a trap. Unexpectedly, her third uncle suddenly woke up when he saw her face and said, "What are you doing? You think you are a boba!"

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I'm sorry, I lost my temper!" Huagu ran away in shame.

Without one person, the mahjong game could no longer continue. Ah Ping and Ma Yusheng also went back, leaving only three uncles, Ah Xing and Shen Long in the room.

"Third uncle, this is my cousin Shen Long. Alon is my good brother. He just came back from the army and had no job, so he came with me." Axing introduced Shen Long to his third uncle.

The third uncle had already obtained the self-touching thirteenth unit, which was shouted away by Ah Xing. He was feeling depressed. When he saw Ah Xing like this, he immediately started scolding him, "Look at your virtues. You are three-quarters like a human and seven-quarters like a ghost. You even have long hair."

They all look fake..."

Before he finished speaking, Ah Xing took off his wig and said, "I thought it was popular in Hong Kong."

"You're so fashionable! You're still wearing it, can you please take it off?..." The third uncle scolded as he took out his cigarette and looked for a lighter all over his body.

Shen Long didn't speak at the side, just quietly looking at the layout of the room. The living room was very small, and the smallest mahjong table occupied the space. He and Ah Xing squeezed on a double sofa, looking through the

Through the crack in the door of the bedroom, you can see a bunk bed inside. This is probably where A Xing and his third uncle live.

The room was a mess. I guess Third Uncle didn't clean it very often. There was nothing high-end in sight. It could be seen that Third Uncle's life in Xiangjiang was not very good. After decades of living, he was still at the bottom of society.

His friends are similar. As the name suggests, the fish seller probably opens a small shop and sells fish. Not only does he have to get up early and go to bed late, but he also has to pay rent and pay protection fees to the underworld, so he can’t save much money; Aping is a dancer, accompanying people.

She drinks and dances for a living. It seems that Huagu used to be a dancer, but now she has stopped doing it when she has no customers.

Xiangjiang is a city with extremely serious polarization between rich and poor. Rich people such as Li Ka-shing live in luxurious villas in Taiping Mountain, while lower-class people like Uncle San and A Ping can only squeeze into such a narrow rental house.

Xiangjiang's small territory, large population, and years of full development have made every level of the market extremely saturated. Under this pressure, it is very difficult for the bottom to stand up, and it cannot be done through hard work.

In the Mainland, if you are a small businessman like Yu Sheng, you can still accumulate initial capital to expand your store through hard work and honest management, but it is very difficult in Xiangjiang; most of the money he earns every day is given to the landlord.

The rent of shops in Xiangjiang is not cheap, and the rest has to be paid to the underworld. The remaining profits are not much left except for daily life.

Moreover, housing prices and rents often rise far faster than economic growth. The development of Hong Kong's economy has created many super-rich people, but it has not done much good for the people at the bottom.

Therefore, many people at the bottom of Xiangjiang like gambling. On the one hand, they find something to do to kill time and relieve the pressure of life. On the other hand, they place their hopes of getting rich on gambling, because there are still slim chances of gambling, stock trading, and horse racing.

It is basically impossible to hope to turn around, work hard and get rich.

They have little culture and little capital, so they cannot work as lawyers or white-collar workers... It is even difficult to start their own business. They only have a handful of strength or youthful bodies, but there are too many young people like this in Hong Kong.

Working in a factory can only make ends meet, and over the years, factories in Xiangjiang have been relocated in droves, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities to find work, so the only option is to join gangs, play cards and gamble.

This is also one of the reasons why gambling movies and gangster movies are so popular in Hong Kong. If you were born at the bottom of Hong Kong, went to a public school with average teaching quality until you graduated, failed to get into university and couldn't find a job, what other options would you have?

"Where did my lighter go?" Shen Long had been thinking about it for a long time, but his third uncle still hadn't found his lighter.

Axing blinked, pointed to the biscuit tin on the table and said, "Uncle Third, the lighter is in that tin tin."

The third uncle casually opened the biscuit tin, reached in and touched it, and actually found a lighter. He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, and continued to scold Ah Xing. He hadn't reacted yet and didn't notice that Ah Xing could see through the tin can.

the things inside.

As he listened, Ah Xing suddenly became nervous, pointed at the opposite wall and shouted, "That little girl is going to fall, be careful, be careful, she's falling!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of falling down next door, and then the cry of the little girl. Hua Gu and others hurriedly opened the door and saw the little girl crying on the ground.
Chapter completed!