Chapter 4 Buying Lottery Tickets

Meng Xin was surprised to find that her brother's leg seemed to be completely healed.

"Brother, please take a few more steps so I can see you!"

She pushed Meng Hao forward, her face full of surprise, "Brother, your leg is really completely healed, what happened?"

"Maybe he fell from the seventh floor and happened to straighten out the part that was not connected properly before!" Meng Hao replied.

Meng Xin couldn't believe it.

But apart from the reason her brother gave, she couldn't think of any other reason.

Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Xin wanted to go back to school. Meng Hao said, "Today is Saturday, and you don't have classes at school. Why don't you wait until tomorrow afternoon and I'll take you back to school!"

"You don't have to send me back to school, and I don't want to go back to Xiang's house with you!" Meng Xin said, feeling a little awkward.

Her brother always thought she was doing well in school, but that wasn't the case.

She didn't want her brother to worry about her, so she simply didn't let him go to school.

But after Meng Hao mastered "The Divine Prediction of Destiny", he had already figured out everything about his sister. How could he possibly ignore her situation?

So Meng Hao could not be doubted.

"I will definitely send you back to school this time! But if you don't want to go back to Xiang's house, stay at Kong Lin's house for a night!"

Kong Lin is Meng Xin’s junior high school classmate. She has come to Hongshan to work for many years and is very close to Meng Xin.

A few months ago, Meng Hao's aunt in his hometown fell seriously ill. Meng Hao was embarrassed to ask Xiang Sisi for money, so Meng Xin borrowed 80,000 yuan from Kong Lin.

Up to now, the brother and sister have repaid 30,000 yuan by living frugally, and still owe Kong Lin 50,000 yuan.

It just so happened that Kong Lin's family lived near a construction site in the northern suburbs, so Meng Hao could also visit an "old friend" by the way.

Meng Xin didn't object anymore, after all, she also wanted to meet Kong Lin.

The brother and sister took the bus together. At about seven o'clock, they arrived near Kong Lin's home .

Kong Lin runs a milk tea shop and usually doesn't go home too early.

The brother and sister could only find a restaurant, sit down, eat slowly and wait.

Meng Hao finished eating first, stood up and said, "I'm going to go out and try to find the money to pay Kong Lin back. You go directly to Kong Lin's house later, and I'll meet you there in half an hour."

Meng Xin was confused. Where could he find the money at this time? But she nodded and agreed.

Meng Hao paid the bill first, then walked out of the restaurant and headed towards a nearby lottery shop.

Buying lottery tickets is probably an experience that everyone who dreams of getting rich overnight will have.

Including Meng Hao.

It’s a pity that the lottery can only bring people a hope and a dream at most. The chance of actually winning the jackpot is not even one in ten million.

Today is Saturday, and it is the time for the Lotto draw. There are many people buying lottery tickets in the store.

Meng Hao stood aside, pretending to look at the trend chart, but his mind was rapidly calculating.

Soon, a message appeared, "The Sports Lottery Lotto will be drawn at 8:30 pm, the seven winning numbers are..."

Meng Hao did not immediately go to the counter to buy lottery tickets, but continued to watch the trend chart in front of him.

Until a tall, bald man walked into the lottery shop, and several people who were buying lottery tickets greeted him.

" Boss Qiu is here again? You have such a big business, but you can't even afford the rent alone, and yet you still buy lottery tickets every day like us!"

"I'm used to buying them. Every time I pass by here, I feel bad if I don't buy a few!"

Qiu answered with a laugh and walked to the chart to look at it carefully.

Meng Hao's eyes lit up, and soon, this person's detailed information appeared in his mind.

" Qiu Shuren, 42 years old, has no proper job, and makes a living by collecting rent and lending money at high interest rates..."

"The first number should be 2!" Meng Hao said to himself.

His voice was not loud, but Boss Qiu happened to be standing next to him and immediately turned around and glared at him.

"2? How could it be 2? Look at this trend chart. The first winning number tonight is 100% a large number between 20 and 30!"

"Yes, I also think the first number is between 20 and 30."

" Boss Qiu buys lottery tickets every day. He has the most experience. It's right to listen to him!"

A group of people immediately followed Boss Qiu 's words, making so much noise that Meng Hao's ears hurt.

Qiu was very proud and looked at Meng Hao with slanted eyebrows and raised eyes .

"What do you think, kid? Just listen to me! I'll give you a number, 23, or 26!"

"Listen to you?"

Meng Hao looked at Boss Qiu with a smile , "Then I must win the first prize tonight. Can you guarantee it to me?"

Qiu almost choked to death on his saliva.

"Are you dreaming? No one can guarantee that you will win the first prize!"

"But I can guarantee it myself!"

Meng Hao raised his chin and walked to the counter to buy a lottery ticket.

"Is this a fucking joke?"

"I'm not kidding, Boss Qiu , just ignore this guy and treat him like a pile of stinky dog shit!"

"That's right , he wants to win the first prize. With his poor appearance, he can forget about winning the third or fourth prize!"

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Meng Hao asked the lottery shop owner for paper and pen and wrote down four numbers.

The first six numbers are the same, only the seventh number is 3 in two bets and 5 in the other two bets.

Qiu followed over unconvinced, glanced at the paper held by Meng Hao, and immediately showed disdain again.

"If these numbers of yours can win the lottery, I won't have to buy lottery tickets anymore!"

Meng Hao didn't argue with him. He just smiled and handed the number to the lottery shop owner.

The lottery shop owner quickly printed out four lottery tickets and handed them back.

Meng Hao reached out to take it and smiled at Boss Qiu .

"This boss's surname is Qiu, right? Buy according to these numbers and I guarantee that you will win the first prize!"

"I bother!"

Qiu spit on the ground, "If I buy according to your numbers, I'm going to have a bad New Year!"

Meng Hao was not angry. He just laughed and turned to walk out.

"Do you think... his numbers can win the prize?"

Qiu couldn't help but ask the lottery shop owner.

"Everyone says he can win the prize, but how many people actually do? Just look at his poor appearance, Boss Qiu , just ignore him!"

"That's right. With his poor appearance, if he could win the lottery, he would be rich!"

Qiu said, and spit heavily at Meng Hao's back again.

...

Meng Hao walked out of the lottery shop, but did not rush to Kong Lin's house immediately.

I stood at the intersection and waited for a while, and then a group of five or six people came towards me.

Just by looking at their clothes, you can tell they are a group of construction workers who just got off work.

The leader's surname was Zhao, and he had a gangster temperament. Meng Hao had already figured out all the detailed information about him.

This man is 42 years old and is known as Zhao the Mason because he is proficient in masonry skills .

His wife is Su Rong, 41 years old.

This couple was vicious and greedy for money. Ten years ago, in order to monopolize a piece of ancestral housing land, they took advantage of their mentally retarded brother's illness and suffocated him to death.

Five days ago, at the instigation of Nie Feng, the third son of the Nie family, a brick was thrown at Meng Hao's head, knocking Meng Hao off the scaffolding on the seventh floor.

...

Repaying kindness with kindness and repaying hatred with hatred is Meng Hao's principle in life.

Especially since this couple was so vicious that they even killed their own brother, Meng Hao certainly couldn't let them go easily.

So Meng Hao gathered his spirits and went towards the group of people.

“Oh, isn’t this Meng Hao?”

Zhao the Mason saw it and immediately shouted in a sarcastic tone, "What's the matter? You didn't die after falling from the seventh floor. Are you planning to work as a laborer at our construction site again?"

Meng Hao loosened his clenched fists again, resisting the urge to beat him up , and trying his best to put on a "humble" smile, saying, "I just passed by here and went in to buy a few lottery tickets!"

As he spoke, he waved the lottery ticket in his hand.

Zhao the Mason stretched out his hand and grabbed it, "With your lame legs, you still buy lottery tickets. No matter how many more you buy, you will still have a lame leg!"

Most people on the construction site knew that Meng Hao had a slight disability in his left leg, but only Mr. and Mrs. Zhao , the bricklayer , would constantly call him "lame leg."

"Oh, why are they all the same numbers?... No, the last digit seems to be different!"

Zhao the Mason held the four lottery tickets and looked at them carefully under the street light.

Meng Hao smiled and said, "I dreamed about the first six numbers, but I wasn't sure about the last number, so... I bought two tickets with the last digit 3, and the other two tickets with the last digit 5!"

"You even dreamed about it. Aren't you fucking ridiculous? Since you dreamed about it, just give it to me. Don't worry, if you really win the prize, I'll give you some popsicles!"

Zhao the bricklayer laughed and made eyes at the other workers.

His wife Su Rong curled her lips, her face full of contempt.

"He's just a lame loser. Even if he dreams about it, it's a nightmare! If he can win the lottery, I can travel through time and space and become a queen!"

"Yes, yes, I just bought it blindly. Don't take it seriously. Brother Zhao, please return the lottery ticket to me!"

Meng Hao reached out for it.

Zhao the bricklayer raised his hand and did not return it.

Meng Hao had no choice but to look “begging”.

"Why don't you give one to Brother Zhao and give me the remaining three!"

He reached out to grab it, too.

With a "swish" sound, a lottery ticket was torn in half.

Meng Hao snatched back two and a half, and Zhao the Mason still had one and a half left.

Zhao the Mason was furious and yelled, "You coward , I've been pretty good to you, but you can't bear to part with a few lottery tickets. Do you want to die?"

He raised his hand and slapped Meng Hao on the cheek.

Meng Hao dodged and said, "Brother Zhao, are you really that good to me? Let's not talk about anything else for now. The reason I fell from the building this time was because you threw a brick at me, right?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Zhao the bricklayer felt guilty and jumped up suddenly.

"Brother Zhao knows exactly what I said. His big reaction speaks volumes! But... never mind. I'm fine anyway. But Brother Zhao should remember one thing: good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. It's not that there will be no retribution, it's just that the time has not come yet!"

"How dare you say that!"

Zhao the Mason's fat face turned red, and he raised his fist and punched Meng Hao .

Meng Hao turned around and ran, shouting as he ran, "Brother Zhao, remember this, it's not that I don't want to take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet!"

" Stop right there, you bastard! "

Zhao the mason yelled and cursed loudly.

But Meng Hao quickly disappeared.

Su Rong came up, grabbed Zhao the Mason 's arm, and asked in a surprised and suspicious voice, "Husband, how did he know...it was you who did it? And...did you notice that his lame leg seems...to be no longer lame!"

Zhao the bricklayer was secretly frightened, but he glared at his wife fiercely.

"Why aren't you lame? You just didn't see clearly!... Hurry up and go home!"

The couple had ulterior motives and ignored the other workers, and hurried back to the rental house.

After they walked away, Meng Hao appeared from behind a big tree with a sinister smile on his face.

Of course, he deliberately lured Zhao the Mason to snatch his lottery ticket, and he also deliberately mentioned the incident of Zhao the Mason throwing a brick at him.

This couple must be feeling guilty and anxious tonight, so they will completely forget about the lottery ticket they won.

Wait until tomorrow——

Humph, Meng Hao will be in for a laugh .