i was my mistake

But it's different now - the three lottery tickets in his pocket are worth more than [-] yuan!

Before winning the lottery, I always felt that buying a lottery ticket would mean not buying a lottery if you didn’t win a few million. But when you really win a lottery, even if it’s not the first prize, it still makes people happy and excited.

This is the so-called 'I really have a cow' story.

This sum of money may be an important start-up capital, which can better improve the future.

Whether it is investing or doing business, or even buying a car, when the license plate is restricted, the license plate can be worth a lot of money.

Of course, buying a car at this time is the stupidest thing to do, and the most correct thing is to buy a house.

For 10 yuan, you can really buy a house.

After two years of free real estate transactions, this money is enough to buy a house of about 400 square meters in the Xiacheng District or Gongshu District of City H. In about [-] years, the price of a single room of these houses will probably reach There are three [-] million.

Old houses do not require property fees, or only require extremely low property fees, and the cost of living is also very low.

So even if you don't sell it, you can live worry-free if you just live by yourself.

Wan Qing's highest goal in life is to have enough assets, as well as enough food and clothing for each month's living expenses and a slight surplus.

If she could really live like that, she could play computer games at home for the rest of her life.

"It's so late, the door should be closed, right?" Ye Chen, who came along with him, looked at the street lamps that fell backwards outside the window and said, there was only a gleam of light left in the golden-red sunset, and night had almost fallen.

"The money must be in my own pocket to be at ease!"

"Go to the lottery center, did you win the big prize?" the driver asked rather gossip.

"No, it's just a few thousand dollars." Wan Qing cleared her throat, concealing the real amount.

"Oh, a few thousand yuan, that's not bad, you can buy a lot of things." The driver's expression was as usual, showing a little envy, but it wasn't much - after all, taxi drivers in this era can be regarded as high wages that group of people.

"Yeah, I just don't know if the door is closed."

"Probably not yet, it seems to close at seven or eight o'clock."

"That's still not enough time..." Wan Qing took a deep breath, compared to winning millions, this amount of one hundred thousand makes people feel more real.

If she really won 500 million, she might not be so excited, and wonder if it is a fake, or if she has fallen into some new cycle.

"It's almost here." Zhao Jinyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked out the window, and the signboard of the lottery center was flashing colorful lights.

But the car was blocked on the road.

Although it is only a traffic light away, it seems to be separated into two worlds.

Wan Qing simply paid the money directly, got out of the car and ran towards there.

Pushing open the somewhat heavy glass door, she rushed into the warm lottery center first.

"Hoo... ha ha..."

"Qing'er is very excited." Zhao Jinyu blinked her eyes flickeringly, "But if I get hit, I might be quite excited too."

"Hey, will Konyo be excited too?"

"Such a lot of money is not a small amount to me." Zhao Jinyu and Ye Chen walked in side by side, and said to her with a smile, "My pocket money for three years in high school may be about the same. "

Ye Chen's eyelids twitched: "The amount of your pocket money is already outrageous... What would you want to buy if you win?"

"Should you use your own money to buy some gifts for your parents, and then buy yourself something you particularly like?"

"and then?"

"Then...? Probably run out?"

"How do you want to use it..." Ye Chen covered his forehead, and for the first time felt that not only was he not as rich as Zhao Jinyu, but he was even worse at spending money than her...

If a lottery ticket in the 90s wins, it is like a check without a password. Whoever gets it can redeem the prize—as long as the surface is clean and free from dirt and damage.

……

(two)

Although the cashier's attitude is high, although the cashier always shows an impatient expression, although a sum of money will be deducted from it as personal income tax in the end...

But Wan Qing was still in a good mood.

Three lottery tickets were finally exchanged for more than 9 yuan.

A stack of banknotes were all packed in a black bag, which was heavy and made people feel extra secure.

"Is the money all right?"

"Well, go back and count." Wan Qing coughed twice, patted Ye Chen on the forehead, "Let's go."

"Aren't you afraid of making mistakes in numbers?"

"Well... But the money is not exposed—but what you said is also reasonable. If you don't check it face to face, what should you do if it is really missing? No, now I have left the counter, even if they order it. Forget it, let’s count it!”

Wan Qing's mood was extremely conflicted, and finally she and Ye Chen walked to the corner of the lottery center, and decided to count the money to see if the amount was right.

Zhao Jinyu also seemed quite happy for them, and came over excitedly to make fun of them: "Shall I block you for a while?"

"Okay, block it, don't let others see it, it's worth tens of thousands of dollars..." Ye Chen nodded vigorously.

Wan Qing opened the black plastic bags and counted them one by one: "One hundred, two hundred, three hundred..."

Of course the amount was correct, not even a few cents less.

"No problem... let's go quickly, in case someone robs you..."

"Look at your future, isn't it worth tens of thousands of dollars? I'm so nervous." Wan Qing cleared her throat, deliberately pretending not to care, but carefully stuffed the black bag into her jacket.

The three of them still took a taxi back, and only went to say hello to their father, and then went back to the apartment.

After carefully putting away the tens of thousands of dollars, Wan Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you going to do with the money?"

"Nonsense, so why ask? Of course it is to buy a house."

"Just keep thinking about this..."

"This is the easiest thing to invest in to make money, but it takes a little time..." Wan Qing took a deep breath, "Ha, I'm in such a good mood today, I didn't put in more than 1000 change, and I will use it for pocket money when the time comes , or when I go out to play on weekends, oh—that’s right! Jinyu, do you want to go to West Lake on weekends? Go with one or two girls from other classes."

"Okay." Zhao Jinyu, who stood at the door and didn't come in, readily agreed, "Are you still coming to do your homework today?"

"Write it." Wan Qing picked up the schoolbag she had just put down, "After a while after the final exam, I can have a comfortable winter vacation and relax!"

"Haven't you relaxed enough..." Ye Chen drooped his eyelids.

Responding to her was Wan Qing's green eyes rolled up to the whites.

……

(three)

Ten p.m.

The night outside the window is thick.

The lively night market is coming to an end, and after a while, most of the people who set up stalls will withdraw their stalls, leaving only a small number of small stalls for supper.

——Of course, there are also some bosses who have good business, or who don’t need to get up early tomorrow, and will put it on for a while.

The nightlife at the end of the twentieth century was not so colorful, and most people didn't go to bed so late.

Ten o'clock can even be considered midnight for many people.

When Wan Qing and the others went down, the stall owners were either closing up their stalls, or had already left on their tricycles.

It's like a group of fireflies gathered together and scattered in all directions again.

As long as it doesn't rain tomorrow, they will gather here again.

The streets are in a mess, there are all kinds of discarded garbage everywhere, and some people who specialize in scavengers are picking things that can be used.

This place also seems to be a treasure trove for them.

Of course, occasionally these scavengers can be seen fighting each other, but the speed of the battle is generally very fast, and the losing side will avoid it far away and go to other places to find their own 'treasures'.

Of course they don't have any special hobbies, it's nothing more than being forced by life.

Generally, these garbage pickers are old men and women. When they see the sanitation workers in overalls sweeping the streets, they even show a bit of envy.

The era of chaos is full of opportunities, but most people are just ordinary people. They are unlucky and do not have the ability to seize opportunities, so they become victims of the times.

The uncle selling mutton kebabs hadn't left yet, and the smell of cumin and pepper pierced Wan Qing's nose, making her sneezed uncontrollably.

"Ah chirp!" She rubbed her nose and looked at Ye Chen, "Would you like to be extravagant today and buy a few skewers of mutton?"

"How many strings?"

"Buy one—ten skewers!"

"Too extravagant, isn't it?"

"If there is any extravagance, it is only a few tens of dollars." Even if it is just the change after winning the lottery, it is still a fortune.

"Don't spend it indiscriminately, keep it for later use as agreed."

"What are you afraid of, I only spend a fraction of this part, okay, if you don't eat it, I will eat it myself."

"Eat, eat, eat—!"

In this era, the barbecue industry in the south was not so developed, and the most common barbecue on the roadside was kebabs.

But even this roadside kebab isn't cheap, and it's hard to get your fill of it.

But today, it is finally a luxury.

With money in hand, Wan Qing seemed a little more confident.

Sure enough, money is the best panacea.

……

79. Young girl

Wan Qing yawned and tore off a piece of yesterday's calendar, and glanced at the brand new number:

1 month 18 day.

This is just an ordinary day among countless days. The only thing that makes it a little special is probably the corresponding week.

Today is Saturday.

A fine sunny day.

The breeze blowing across the face does not make people feel very cold, and with the crisp birdsong coming from the window, one can't help but feel refreshed.

Xiaobai wagged his tail vigorously and turned around at her feet, his ears turned into airplane ears, his expression was full of flattery and flattery.

"Why, it's early in the morning, are you hungry? Did you just eat it before going to bed yesterday?" Wan Qing lowered her head slightly, patted its head vigorously, and made a very solid 'dongdong' sound, "Don't worry, I haven't eaten yet, what are you in a hurry for?"

Xiao Bai stretched out his colorful tongue and licked her palm, then wagged his tail and jumped onto the sofa, lying down on the quilt very comfortably.

The father in his sleep seemed to be unaware of all this, and the snoring was still loud. Maybe he would feel warmer if a dog lay on it—provided that it was not too heavy.

"Ha-huh-ha-huh-"

Xiao Bai didn't think his father's snoring was too noisy, and even rubbed his unshaven chin with his head.

A bunch of golden morning sun shone into the house from the window, and it shone very intimately on the sole of father's half sticking out of the quilt.

- Rough soles a little peeling, and some blisters that are almost worn away.

But there is no need to think too hard about my father. His feet are like this. It is purely a skin disease. The main reason is that he did not pay attention to protection when he was young. He always does not wear socks in winter, and he always suffers from frostbite. The skin is naturally healed no more.

"Wan Qing? What are you wearing to go out today?"

"Whatever, if you want to wear a school uniform, you can just wear the school uniform."

"It's rare to go out to play, it's impossible to really wear a school uniform..."

Wan Qing tilted her head and glanced at the clear sky outside the window: "The weather is fine today, and you don't need to wear such thick clothes, just...you can wear it yourself."

"I also want to ask how you match it."

"I know how to match with a hammer." She rolled her eyes, "I used to buy clothes in a fixed number of styles to wear back and forth. In summer, I wear short-sleeved slacks, and in winter, I wear jackets and cotton pants. Wear a down jacket."

"Then do you want to ask Jinyu?"