The little guys didn't know why the uncle brought them to Maozhao Lane, and Mr. Jiang was confused, but Jiang Huai and his wife knew. Yan looked at the sister-in-law who was pale on her face and had not yet swollen eyes. She really wanted to know how her brother would hit her.

"Let's go, go there and have a look." Jiang Song took the lead and couldn't walk in. Chen followed behind slowly.

Sanlang hurriedly squeezed in front of everyone, pulled his father's sleeve, and looked around to find something delicious. He couldn't find the delicious food, but saw that there were many people around him, noisy and didn't know what he was doing. There was a lot of fun to watch! Sanlang shouted, "Dad, look at the front, there are so many people!"

The whole family looked over there, and Chen wanted to block his youngest son's stinky mouth. The shop was the Zeng family that Chen bet, and Zeng Sanpao, who was so unintentional, was looking for him in his dream last night!

Jiang Song ordered without looking back, "Let's go over and take a look. Second and third brothers, protect the children."

Mr. Jiang Er turned around and looked at the mistresses holding hands behind him, and walked around behind them to protect them; Jiang Huai picked up his younger son and asked his wife to hold his daughter; Chen took his eldest daughter, and Jiang Erlang protected his own sister Jiang Muzheng, and walked forward together.

When I got closer, I heard a cry from inside, "Zeng Sanpao, who was killed by a thousand swords! My mother, my coffin book--"

"That's what I saved up for more than ten years and was about to give my son a wife--" Another cried.

Hearing that they were crying so sadly, Chen, who was in love with each other, pressed his eyes with a veil. Jiang Murong hurriedly asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Chen was afraid of being discovered by everyone, so he hurriedly said, "It's okay to go into the sand."

"The owner of this shop is Zeng Sanpao. He also learned from others to start a gambling game but didn't get a trick. He lost the best, so he ran away." Mr. Jiang Er looked at it and understood, "Zeng Sanpao has been here for more than ten years. He usually looks quite honest and dedicated, tsk..."

That's it! If it weren't for the fact that he had been here for more than ten years and was famous for being honest and honest, he wouldn't have bet on him. As a result, he ran away! Chen felt sad and his eyelids were even more uncomfortable with the sand.

"He knows people but not people. He doesn't know his true feelings. He doesn't see the true words." Jiang Huai said, "Others who start betting are determined based on the situation of winning or losing. In order to attract people to bet, he will make high odds, so no matter what the outcome is, he will not make any profit according to the odds he makes."

"So from the beginning, he was ready to run away with money!" Mr. Jiang shook the fan and sighed, "Is it a person who jumped into such an obvious pit, isn't he brainless?"

Chen's...

Afraid that someone would find him and his second brother, they would come and ask them to help arrest people. Jiang Song watched from a distance for a while, then took the family back to the car and walked towards the next gambling house. After watching the farce in front of the three gambling houses, the Jiang family knew what they were doing today, one was more guilty.

Because except for the uncle, they all bet...

The last stop today is a money house. The Jiang family watched a man who was addicted to gambling and lost all his money to borrow money and bet. The money house asked him to collect debts, but he had no money to pay it back. So the money house collected the property he had mortgaged, grabbed him to the dock to work as a laborer to repay the debt, and sold his wife and ten-year-old daughter to someone to pay off the debt. His wife begged her husband and the money house to be ineffective, and she was hit and killed in the pillar in front of the money house in despair, and blood flowed all over the floor.

A living person died just like that, but the money shop manager didn't take it seriously, and called out bad luck, and ordered people to break the mat and remove the body, wash away the blood from the stone slab in front of the door, and continue to open business.

This scene was so shocking. Although my father covered his eyes with his sleeves, the red blood slowly spreading on the ground and the desperate cry of mother and daughter still couldn't escape Jiang Liu's mind.

After returning to the mansion, Jiang Song also felt a little guilty when he looked at the frightened children. He didn't expect that the man would hit him and kill him, which would scare the children. But this would be fine, so that they could remember it even deeper. Jiang Song coughed and began to preach with a stern face.

Jiang Song first asked his nephew Xiao Silang, "Silang, what does it feel like to lose money?"

Xiao Silang was in tears, "Uncle, nephew felt that his New Year's head was white..."

Jiang Song…

Everyone...

"That's because you don't have any vision!" Sanlang sneered.

Jiang Song turned his gaze to his younger son and asked gently, "Sanlang has a good vision?"

Others heard something was wrong, but Saburo said proudly, "Dad, of course, my son has a good vision. He bet his second uncle into the Jinshi and thirty arrows, and his son won more than one or two silver dollars!"

"Saturday Lang will be remanded in custody in the future?" Jiang Song continued to ask.

Jiang Sanlang immediately said, "Boe!"

"What should I do if I lose?"

"I won't lose." Sanlang was dissatisfied.

"Everyone will lose."

Jiang Sanlang immediately said, "Even if he loses, he will win back sooner or later!"

This fool! Jiang Ling turned his ankle and wanted to kick him, and then he heard his uncle say, "Gambling is like this. Those who win still want to win, and those who lose will spend more money to make money. Over time, it will make people lose their minds. In order to make money, gamblers will sell houses, land, and children after losing all gold and silver. After the none can be sold, they will steal and rob them, because they believe that they will always make money and win back in the next hand... The scene in front of the money house you see today will happen every few days. Don't talk about small gambling, few people can control themselves, just play small but not big..."

I can! Mr. Jiang straightens his back.

Jiang Song glared at his second brother, and when he saw him falling, he continued to preach for a while and asked his wife, "What does the madam mean?"

Chen immediately stood up, "The master said very well, gambling ruins money and body, and there is no benefit!"

The uncle called my aunt first, and Jiang Liu understood: The person who was seriously warned this time was my aunt. Looking at her eyes, she must have lost a lot, right?

Jiang Song nodded and asked his second brother again, "The one who is the biggest bet at home this time is you. What do you mean?"

Mr. Jiang also stood up obediently, "Brother taught him very well, but as an elder, I have brought bad intentions to the children. I am ashamed."

Jiang Liu...it's too fake!

Jiang Song nodded with satisfaction, "You have one to calculate one. You keep all the bets this time, write down your mood for this matter, and then write down what to do if you bet later. After writing, go for a meal!"

Xiao Silang said aggrievedly, "Uncle, nephew can't write."

Jiang Song nodded, "If you don't raise me, it's your father's fault. If you read it, let your father write it."

Jiang Huai…

"If you don't place a bet, you can leave." Jiang Song said and walked away. Jiang Sanlang stared at his mother with wide eyes, "What did you bet on? Did you lose or win?"

Chen coughed and glared and cursed, "What did your father say? You can't finish writing and you're not allowed to eat. Write it quickly!"

Sanlang muttered a few words, but turned around and saw Uncle II lying on the table, "Uncle II, why don't you write?"

Mr. Jiang replied lazily, "Uncle Second Wrists hurt, you should write soon. Who will finish writing first? Please help Uncle Second."

Everyone slowed down their pens at the same time, only Erlang and Jiang Muzheng were writing, wanting to help Uncle Er write.

Jiang Sanlang was extremely unfair, "Uncle Second bets the most powerful, so he won't write it himself!"
Chapter completed!