Chapter 69 Elopement?

Early the next morning.

Inside a lottery shop not far from the police station.

Uncle Wang was excited, holding a 20-yuan scratch-off ticket high above his head.

"Hahaha, I won! I won!"

"I won!"

The 20-yuan scratch-off was 'Shining Diamond', with a top prize of 600,000 yuan.

His expression instantly attracted the attention of other customers in the shop.

They all looked envious. With a top prize of 600,000, seeing how excited the old man was, he must have won at least tens of thousands!

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Sharing in the good luck!"

Standing beside him, Chen Mo asked curiously.

"How much did you win?"

Uncle Wang proudly held up his index finger, gesturing 'one'.

Ten thousand yuan?

That was indeed worth being happy about; it was equivalent to several months' salary for an average person.

Chen Mo thought to himself.

"One thousand!"

"Only a thousand and you're this excited?"

He looked a bit speechless.

He himself had won two thousand and hadn't said a word.

"You don't understand. I've been buying scratch-offs for years and never won once. This is my first time!"

"It looks like a thousand yuan, but it's actually the start of my good luck!"

Uncle Wang spoke with such earnestness.

Chen Mo shook his head as he watched.

The owner then verified it and cashed out the money on the spot.

After leaving the shop, Uncle Wang took off his right shoe.

He pulled out two hundred from the thousand yuan, tucked it under the insole, and put the remaining eight hundred into his pocket.

Chen Mo was dumbfounded by this scene.

"What are you doing?"

Although it was a question, the phrase 'hiding private money' had already popped into his head.

"Sigh, you're not married, so you wouldn't understand."

Uncle Wang looked at Chen Mo with a look of envy.

"I have to hand this money over, otherwise I won't feel right spending it. I always feel like your aunt's eyes are watching me from behind."

"But if I hand it all over, I'll have nothing to spend, so I have to hide two hundred."

"Why specifically two hundred? Why not four hundred, and can't you put some in the other shoe too?"

Hearing Chen Mo's question, he explained again, "I don't know if your aunt is naturally my bane or what, but she can tell whenever I lie."

"If I hide 400 and she finds out, it'll all be confiscated. But if I hide 200 and hand over 800, she'll see that I'm being sensible and won't mind the 200 I hid."

Whoa.

This logic of hiding private money even involves psychology, doesn't it?

Truly, there are lessons to be learned everywhere in life.

"Alright, go to work. I'm going to wander around and catch up with my old buddies."

Just as he was about to leave, the phone in his pocket rang.

—Living a good life, flourishing and vibrant.

—Caught up in a good era, joyful years.

"What's up, Erdan!"

Uncle Wang pressed the answer button.

The person on the other end spoke very fast, explaining the situation in just a few sentences.

"Okay, the wet market, right? I'll be there shortly."

After hanging up, his expression became conflicted.

"An old buddy of mine said there's a fourteen-year-old boy with dyed yellow hair at the wet market who wants to elope with a fourteen-year-old girl. He's kowtowing to the girl's father, asking him to let them leave and fly far away."

Chen Mo was delighted to hear this.

This is interesting.

This is so interesting.

Just imagining it, he could picture how the girl's father's face must be turning red with rage after hearing the yellow-haired boy's words!

He glanced at the watch on his wrist.

There were still over forty minutes before work.

It would take five minutes to get to the wet market; he could make it there and back in time.

"But I..." Uncle Wang looked conflicted.

Deep down, he naturally wanted to go and see what was happening.

But he was afraid Xiao Liu would show up later.

The most painful things in life were Xiao Liu's terrifyingly 'kind' smile and having his private money found by his wife.

"Forget it, I'm not going. You go."

"My daughter plans to take me out tomorrow. If I run into trouble now, it'll delay things again."

Saying this, he quickly started walking toward home.

Trying to use action to suppress his curiosity.

Walking on the way home.

His mind was wildly imagining the scene at the wet market.

Why did the little boy want to elope with the little girl?

What exactly happened between them?

Would the girl's father let them go, or give the boy a beating?

Which way would the ending go?

"Stop!"

"Don't think about it, don't think about it..."

Uncle Wang walked on the sidewalk, constantly repeating to himself, "Don't think about it, don't think about it."

He quickly looked around to distract himself.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going, his eyes gradually became a bit hollow.

These people all seemed to be moving toward a goal.

What about me?

Do I have a goal?

Where am I going?

He looked up at the sky, his eyes becoming even more hollow, as if he had lost the meaning of life in an instant.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Where am I going now?

I'm going home, but is this what I want?

"No!"

"I don't want to go home, I want to go to the wet market!"

"I want to go to the wet market!!!"

If a person can't even watch some excitement in their life, what's the point of living!?

Uncle Wang's eyes instantly cleared; he had found his direction in life.

...

The wet market.

At this moment, a stall was surrounded by layers upon layers of people.

Chen Mo was tall, so he found a spot and started watching.

"Uncle! No! Dad!"

"Just let me take her away, I'll give Xiaojuan a happy life!"

"My brother opened a barbershop in the provincial capital. I can be an apprentice while supporting Xiaojuan through school!"

The boy's skin was a bit dark, likely from running around in the sun. With his hair dyed yellow, he knelt on the ground, kowtowing and pleading with a middle-aged man in front of him.

The man looked to be about thirty-four or thirty-five. He was holding five yuan worth of pork, his face flushed red as he looked at the boy, his fists clenched tightly.

It seemed his emotions could explode at any moment.

He really felt disgusted.

"I'll count to three. Disappear from my sight immediately, or I'll break your legs!"

The middle-aged man grabbed his daughter's arm, intending to leave.

But his trouser leg was suddenly grabbed.

"Father-in-law! I truly love Xiaojuan, please let her come with me!"

"I'll definitely make her happy."

The boy held onto the leg and wouldn't let go, pleading.

This scene also got everyone present excited.

Some even started heckling immorally, shouting things like "get together."

But it soon stopped; those who came to buy groceries at this time were all adults who knew that jokes should have limits.

"Go with you? How much money do you have?"

"I..."

The boy fumbled in his pockets and then pulled out a handful of crumpled change.

It looked like only a hundred-odd yuan.

"I'm not against you dating freely once you're adults, but right now you're too young."

"This money of yours is only enough for a bus ticket to the provincial capital. What will you eat? Where will you stay?"

Having said that, he couldn't be bothered to waste any more words and turned around to leave with his daughter.

The boy stood up from the ground, looking angrily at the middle-aged man's back.

"Thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank—do not look down on a youth for being poor!"

"One day in the future, I will make you personally place Xiaojuan's hand in mine!"

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Chen Mo shook his head with a chuckle; this was probably the most interesting drama he had witnessed lately.

He hoped the quality would be just as high in the future.

"Interesting, interesting."