20Stay in a nursing home and avoid 40 years of detours

Chapter 118: Scratching a lottery ticket, why are you engaging in moral kidnapping?

The sixth one is finished.

Still nothing.

But Lao Hetou's mentality was completely different from before.

Not only was there no frustration at all, but I was even a little excited.

Gee!
If he were like Jiang Yuan, he would have nothing in ten pictures in a row.

Isn’t it possible to win 100 million?

Many people in the lottery shop who were originally buying lottery tickets put down the tickets they were scratching or had not yet scratched.

He eagerly moved closer to Mr. He and watched Mr. He scratch the lottery ticket.

Even He Miao.

They all stopped scratching lottery tickets and looked expectantly at the lottery tickets in their grandfather's hands.

Live barrage:

"Good guy, it's just a normal lottery ticket, why are you so excited for our old man!"

"Tsk! Not to mention Mr. He, I, an ordinary melon-eater, can't help but get excited watching this."

"I'm also excited to think that there might be 100 million down there!"

"Isn't anyone paying attention to Uncle Jiang? He has no intention of getting involved. I suddenly don't expect Mr. He to win the big prize."

"..."

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The seventh...

The eighth...

The ninth picture...

Still nothing.

Scrape it here.

Mr. He's hands were shaking a little.

This splash of wealth!

Is it finally his turn? !
All the money he spent in his life was earned by his own skills.

This kind of money falls from the sky.

This is the first time I have the opportunity to meet.

Mr. He scratched the lottery ticket with trembling hands. No one around him dared to speak and urge him.

one by one.

They all stared at Mr. He scratching the tenth lottery ticket without blinking.

The tenth lottery ticket has been scratched out.

Still nothing.

There are already young people around Mr. He who can't sit still.

"Old man, can I spend 1 yuan to buy your remaining ten lottery tickets?"

"It's only 1 yuan! Old man, I'll give you [-] yuan, sell it to me!"

"3 yuan! Can you sell it to me for 3 yuan!"

"Thirty-three thousand! All the belongings are gone!"

As the first person spoke.

Those people surrounding Mr. He.

It was like the Ren and Du meridians were suddenly opened.

one by one.

They all stared at Mr. He eagerly.

I was afraid that Mr. He would agree to someone else first.

Seeing this scene, He Miao couldn't help but frown.

With tens of thousands of yuan, his family is really not short of these.

My grandfather scratched lottery tickets just because he was interested.

But what is the difference between this group of people raising prices so randomly and gambling?
He Miao frowned and was about to speak.

I saw my grandfather shaking his head like an old naughty boy: "No! I won't sell even one piece!"

Finish saying this.

Mr. He eagerly held his remaining ten lottery tickets, passed through the crowd, and came to Jiang Yuan's side.

Grinning.

Trying to win Jiang Yuan's attention in this way: "Xiao Jiang, can you help me with this No. 11 lottery ticket?"

"what?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Mr. He who suddenly came in front of him, unable to hide the confusion in his eyes.

seriously……

Jiang Yuan really didn't expect it before Mr. He took the initiative to speak.

Is there actually something of my own here? !

Jiang Yuan: "For your own wealth, it's better to do it yourself." He is not the God of Wealth.

"Xiao Jiang, help me scratch these ten lottery tickets."

"As long as I can get my principal back, I will give you a [-]-[-] share of the money in excess of the principal!"

"how?!"

Seeing that he was about to be rejected by Jiang Yuan.

Mr. He slapped the table and promised a large sum of money.

After hearing what Mr. He said, even though Jiang Yuan was such a calm person, the corners of his lips twitched unconsciously.

Jiang Yuan: "Are you sure?"

Before Mr. He spoke.

The melon-eating people around could not stand it anymore.

They all opened their mouths to persuade Mr. He.

"Old man, if you don't have confidence in yourself, you can sell these lottery tickets!"

"Yes, we melon-eaters have been waiting here for a long time, don't we just hope to buy a lottery ticket from you?!"

"You may not be able to get your money back even if you scratch it, so why not sell it to us?"

"Yeah, if you think it's hard to divide among so many people, then just give me five thousand a piece and pick it yourself."

"Everyone depends on their luck, can't they?"

All the young people around seemed to have their heads turned upside down.

Obviously he also has a lottery ticket in his hand.

But because I heard what the lottery shop owner said before, I felt that the lottery tickets in my hands were not as good as those in the old man's hands.

The few cards in Mr. He's hand will definitely win the jackpot.

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The lottery shop owner's eyes widened when he heard that there were people asking for the five thousand lottery tickets in Mr. He's hand.

Even he himself felt faintly moved.

If only he had not sold this lottery book to Mr. He just now.

Instead, he took it in his hand and scratched the first ten in front of this group of people.

Could it be that the person who can sell a lottery ticket for 5000 yuan now is not Mr. He, but him?
The owner of the lottery shop became excited when he saw the photographer behind Jiang Yuan.

disappeared instantly.

joke……

If he really sold such a sky-high price lottery ticket in front of the live broadcast camera.

Most likely, you really don’t want to do business.

He couldn't do such a stupid thing.

The lottery shop owner thought so.

So he quietly disappeared to the side, allowing himself to act as a perfect spectator.

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"Oh My God!"

Mr. He had a headache from the noise around him.

The old man looked at the group of guys around him angrily.

Mr. He: "These lottery tickets are my lottery tickets! What I want to do with them is my business!"

Mr. He: "I will tell you clearly right now, even if you can't win a penny in this lottery ticket, I will not sell it to you!"

The old man's words.

Not only did he not let the group of people in the lottery shop retreat.

Instead, it caused dissatisfaction among some people.

"You are so old, your heart must not be able to withstand too much stimulation, so you should sell this lottery ticket to us!"

"I really can't understand how old men compete with young people for seats on buses and opportunities in lottery shops!"

"You are so old, but you still spend all the winning money?"

"That young man may not be reliable, so you might as well sell it!"

"You've already made up for the loss of 3 yuan. The remaining lottery tickets you bought at the lottery store are only 50 yuan..."

"Why is this old man so greedy!"

What these people said became more and more outrageous.

Even though Jiang Yuan had such a good temper, he couldn't bear to listen.

Just scratch a lottery ticket.

Why do these people go online and engage in moral kidnapping? !

Jiang Yuan put a cold face on the scratch card directly.

"Old man, are you sure it's five or five? Are you sure I shaved?"

Mr. He slapped his hand heavily on the table: "Scratch! Let's make it [-]-[-]!"

He wanted to see who would dare to try to win his lottery ticket after scratching it!

(End of this chapter)