"Twenty million, come back quickly, we won't be able to learn this."
Zhang Dazhong picked up Zhang Kun's cell phone and read out the message word by word. This made him a little dumbfounded and couldn't help but mutter: What's going on? I don't remember sending text messages, so why is there something on my son's cell phone?
As for the message I sent, could it be that I was too happy and got carried away and sent the message, but I forgot about it?
Confused, Zhang Dazhong looked at the text message again. This glance made him realize what was wrong. The time in the text message was 10:20, but he clearly remembered that he confirmed that he had won the prize after 10:30.
Yeah. The two people who were suspicious soon realized that something was wrong. The text message was not sent from Zhang Dazhong’s mobile phone, but the number of another person’s father. This discovery made Zhang Dazhong furious. There were two fathers on his son’s mobile phone. How could it be so?
Come on.
"Who are you kidding to be your father?" Zhang Dazhong grabbed Zhang Kun's ear and scolded him. "Dad, please listen to my explanation. I really don't know what's going on." Zhang Kun begged for mercy and suddenly thought of
What? He said loudly: "I remembered that my classmates borrowed my mobile phone. They must have changed the notes to trick me on purpose."
"Why are these naughty kids so naughty?" Zhang Dazhong cursed angrily, and soon became happy again, "However, I am really able to win the lottery this time, thanks to them, they are the ones who brought me good luck.
You have to thank me properly later." Most gamblers are superstitious. Zhang Dazhong has been buying lottery tickets for many years, but has never won a big prize. Now his son's classmates pretend to be his identity and claim that he has won 20 million, more than ten million.
Minutes later, he actually won 20 million. This was certainly a coincidence, but it was too coincidental, and Zhang Dazhong had to think that it was those naughty kids who brought him good luck.
"This is two thousand yuan. Go back and thank your classmates." Zhang Dazhong ordered two thousand yuan and gave it to Zhang Kun. This scene happened to be seen by Zhang's mother who came in from outside. She frowned and said: "Why did you give it to him again?"
With so much money, your children have been spoiled by you."
"Mom, our family is rich now. My dad won the jackpot. He won..." Zhang Kun said excitedly. Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Dazhong said: "I won 10 million, and we are rich!"
Zhang Dazhong said exaggeratedly while winking at Zhang Kun.
"Yes, I won 10 million!" Zhang Kun agreed, leaning towards Zhang Dazhong, holding the money he was about to stuff into his wallet, taking it out and stuffing it into his pocket.
Facing his father's wide-eyed gaze, Zhang Kun said again: "Dad, you said before that you would buy me a Crazy 6, a tablet, and a loudspeaker... Now that you have money, shouldn't you?
It’s time to cash in.”
"Buy!" After hearing his son say seven or eight things in a row, all of which cost money, Zhang Dazhong's veins on his forehead squirmed a few times and he gritted his teeth and said. "You can't spend the money carelessly. This money should be given to Xiaokun."
Let's go to college and get a wife." Zhang's mother objected. "As a parent, you must have credibility. Once you have promised, you must honor it."
"Xiao Kun, aren't you in class now? Why are you back at this time?" The family said a few words, and Zhang's mother asked strangely. "Dad said that I won the grand prize, so I don't have to go to school." Zhang Kun smiled.
"No, you have to learn this," Zhang's mother objected.
Zhang Kun looked at his father for help, but the latter shook his head helplessly. So Zhang Kun had no choice but to go back to school at his mother's insistence. He couldn't help but feel dizzy when he thought about how he had contradicted the teacher before.
