What is the concept of one million to a young man who usually only has a few hundred dollars at most and a poor family? Wang Xiaotao's concept of a million dollars is just how many zeros are after one. He counted for a long time until he finally got two.
After counting back and forth with his fingers for a while, he realized that one million means
He can buy a two-bedroom house in Qufu city and replace the furniture and electrical appliances from inside to out. He can also buy a mobility scooter worth about 100,000 yuan, and he can also do a small business with the remaining money.
, From now on, his and his father's lives will undergo earth-shaking changes, and they will begin to become well-off.
What if one million a year lasts for several years? The concept is that Wang Xiaotao feels that he can really hold a girl's hand and tell her seriously, I have a multi-million project and we can go to bed and talk about it.
Want to talk?
"Pa" Wang Xiaotao stretched out his hand and slapped himself, half of his face was red, and the five fingerprints were very clear.
Rubbing her sore face, Wang Xiaotao looked at Xiang Que who was smoking lightly and asked: "Money is a good thing, everyone likes it, but you have to tell me why you give me so much money. I don't have good looks.
I only have a small education, and my only skill is drinking and having sex.
, I can’t stand up to three or four people after being beaten. Such a person is not worth the price at all. Even if you cut off both of my waists and sell them, they are not worth a million. I am just a little stupid.
But I’m not completely stupid yet… Is it Japanese yen?”
"Everyone has his value, but I haven't met anyone who can dig it out." Xiang Que looked at the scar on Wang Xiaotao's forehead and said softly: "You can just think that I am indeed your noble person.
One million is an unacceptable price for you now, but one day when you know the truth of the matter, you may
Beat your chest and tell me that I gave you less than one million, because even if I give out ten million or more, it is still worth it to me, but you don't realize how important what I asked you to do is to me.
, believe me, I definitely gave you a lot of money, and you may not be worth a penny to others, but you are indeed worth this price to me."
After Xiang Que finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and gestured to Wang Xiaotao: "Bring it here."
"Wha, what?"
Xiang Que said: "Bank card, let's go to the bank first and I will pay you the fees for this year first, so that you will feel that you are not actually dreaming, and the slap you just gave was a bit unjust."
Wang Xiaotao was a little confused and took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it to Xiang Que. The two then walked out of the house. When Wang Xiaotao passed by the yard and saw the empty pigsty, he gritted his teeth.
"Even if you want my life, I'll take this million."
Half an hour later, Wang Xiaotao and Xiang Que came out of the bank. Xiao Taotao held her phone and stared at the screen, which showed the balance of the bank card.
"One, two, three... six zeros, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, ten thousand, millions, you read that right? Check again, six zeros, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, ten thousand, one million, no
Are you dazzled? Hey, let’s check again..."
Xiang Que's head was buzzing and painful, and he kicked Wang Xiaotao on the butt: "Shut it up, if you dare to gossip, do you believe I can get the money back?"
"Oh!" Wang Xiaotao suddenly returned to normal.
Xiang Que asked: "Do you know where your old grave is?"
"I know, on the hillside of Wangzhuang Village"
"Take me there"
"What's going on? Brother, you're giving me money, and then you plan to visit my ancestral grave?" Wang Xiaotao said with a face full of shock: "To be honest, if we didn't look alike at all, I would really doubt you.
Is it the mistake my dad made twenty years ago on the shores of Daming Lake?"
"Oh, let me go. If you keep talking nonsense, we will really break up."
"Okay, okay" Wang Xiaotao thought for a moment and then said: "Before I go to Laofeng, I have a little thing to do."
A few minutes later, Wang Xiaotao came to the place where she met the fortune teller yesterday, and walked up to the old man with her hands in her pockets.
The charlatan looked up and saw Wang Xiaotao standing in front of him. Especially the scar on his forehead made his lips twitch a few times. He pretended to be calm and said: "Little friend, after you left yesterday, I suddenly remembered that I forgot something.
Let me tell you, you have suffered a bloody disaster recently."
"Hey, uncle." Wang Xiaotao squatted down, took out a cigarette from his body and handed it to the old man and said, "Don't blame me, you almost suffered a bloody disaster yourself. Did you do it? But fortunately, when I wanted to let you have a bloody disaster,
My nobleman has appeared.”
"Ah?" The old man was suddenly confused.
The old man is really confused. He has been setting up a stall to tell fortunes for several years. This is the first time he has met repeat customers. He has met them before but they always come back to find trouble.
Wang Xiaotao took out a stack of money from his body, which he had just taken out from the bank. After counting out a thousand yuan and putting it in the old man's hand, he said: "You are quite accurate. Just because of your words, I will spend the rest of my life."
Life has changed. Really, uncle, I believe it. Sanqing is indeed your ancestor. I have a message for you. Follow Sanqing well from now on. You will have a bright future."
Wang Xiaotao said something that confused the old man and turned around and left. Xiang Que said: "You are so damn bad. If this continues, this old man will get beaten sooner or later."
"I have to let him have a bloody disaster, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart. It would be a shame to beat him myself. After all, I met you, but I can still feel comfortable letting others do it." Wang Xiaotao said bitterly
He said: "You really think I am stupid? Who is not clever? You must plot against him."
After the two left, the old man held the thousand yuan in his hand and blinked in confusion: "It's quite thrilling, but you can pull it down. I can't close the stall anymore. Anyway, my social security will expire next month and I can start paying."
Well, this fortune-telling business is like dancing on the edge of a knife."
Tao and Xiangque took a taxi to a village called Wangzhuang near Qufu. The ancestral grave of Wang Xiaotao's family is on the slope of a hill outside the village. For the people in the village, burying relatives is not that particular.
Just find a place anywhere.
The ancestral tomb of Wang Xiaotao's family is very simple. There are only five small graves. His grandfather, grandma, grandparents, and one is ***. The grave is quite desolate. It can be seen that few people usually take care of it. It is surrounded by overgrown trees.
There are weeds, and the graves are full of holes.
"Bang Dang" Wang Xiaotao put the sacrifices he had brought on the ground. Xiang Que asked him to buy them before he came.
"When I came here, I saw that there were a lot of pine and cypress trees in the village. Go and buy them. Eight will be enough. You can also bring some bowls of chicken blood from the village..."
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