Who said bamboo horses can't beat the sky

Chapter 2

When Nan Feng was born, he had no name.He was born in a relatively wealthy family. His parents could be regarded as the high-quality people of that era, or they were a bit too high in Western thinking. For the new members of the family, when other people were pregnant, they would start looking up the dictionary and fortune-telling to think about their names. And in their family, no one cared what the child's name should be, whether the name should match his fate or something.

Nanfeng can imagine the conversation between his mother and his father around that time:

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh, then take good care of it."

"Row."

that's all.

Therefore, when Nan Feng was first born, he had no name.Nan's mother, as a graduate student at that time, didn't know why she was going crazy. She inherited the fine tradition of the rural people: children should be named cheaply, and cheap names are easy to support, so when the child was born, Nanfeng casually chose it. A nickname, Er Gouzi.In this regard, Nanfeng didn't realize that he was called a shameful name until he was five years old and was about to go to school. He kept calling him for five years.The relationship between Nan's family and You's family on the opposite side is very good. Mother Nan went to play mahjong every day, so she threw Nanfeng to the opposite side's home to play with the younger brother of the opposite side.The little brother Da Nanfeng was four years old. When he heard the name for the first time, he laughed for a long time, and later he never realized that he told Xiao Nanfeng that the name was shameful.

This little brother is Yuri.

When Nanfeng was about to study, Nanfeng's parents realized that their son hadn't registered for a household registration. account.

When we arrived at the household registration office, Nan’s father stuffed a lot of benefits, because he didn’t bring any birth certificates or anything, and the control was loose at that time, so after stuffing some money, the staff handed over the form and filled it out.

Papa Nan raised his hand and wrote Nan Ergou.

Nan's mother disagreed: "What did you write?!"

"Isn't it called Er Gouzi? Oh... want to take your surname?"

Nan's mother rolled her eyes: "I said you are going to call Er Gouzi Nan Ergou, can he hold his head up in front of his classmates?"

"What's that called?"

Nan's mother rolled her eyes: "How about a single name with the word Feng?"

"Personal? That's fine."

So Nanfeng took the name casually.After Nanfeng became sensible, he realized that his mother chose this name for better luck playing mahjong in the future. His son is called Mahjong now. Do you think mahjong is not good?

Nanfeng also asked his father why his father didn't have any objections at that time?The answer I got was this: "Your mother said that a single name is a style, and I wrote it down without reading it."

On the first day of Nanfeng's school, the kind and kind head teacher asked everyone to stand up one by one and introduce themselves.Nanfeng is not a child who admits birth, so he stood up naturally when it was his turn: "Hello everyone, my name is Ergou... Nanfeng."

He still doesn't know whether the head teacher is punishing him or if he really doesn't know.The head teacher said: "Is this classmate a double surname? Four-letter names are rare."

The students around all cast "Wow——" gazes, and Nan Feng explained with some embarrassment: "No... I made a mistake... My name is Nan Feng..."

The class teacher then asked: "How to write it?"

Nan Feng was about to cry at this moment, so he could only bite the bullet and reply: "My mother said it was Mahjong, that Nan Feng..."

But the embarrassment is not just the self-introduction at the beginning of school.

After school that afternoon, Yu Li, who was already in the fifth grade upstairs, remembered her mother's instructions and came down to find Nanfeng to go home with her.Yuli saw through the glass window that Nanfeng was about to come out, so he yelled, "Er Gouzi! Let's go home together!"

From the first day of the first grade of elementary school, elementary school classmates, and later junior high school classmates, high school classmates, and even college classmates, all know him as Er Gouzi. .

Because Yu Li made him famous, Nan Feng was angry and had a big temper. Yu Li had no choice but to promise Nan Feng that at least he would not call Er Gouzi.

Nanfeng probably started gambling since junior high school.At first I played poker, then I played cards, and then I played mahjong. Thanks to my name, I got started in a second and broke the custom of "you have to pay tuition first when you gamble".

Of course, Nanfeng's family didn't know about it.Every time I go home, Nan’s mother sees that Nanfeng’s living expenses are worth a penny, and Nanfeng says that what’s left over from last month, moved by her son’s so sensible, Nan’s mother is full of snot and tears, and specially gives it to Nan’s father. Call and tell me how sensible your son is.Nan's father was transferred to France when Nanfeng was in high school, and he came back only once every six months.Watching his mother call his father every three days, Nanfeng guessed that the relationship between the husband and wife is still very harmonious.

Until one day, when Nan Feng came home on the weekend, he saw Nan's mother sitting on the sofa crying softly, so he asked Nan's mother what was wrong.

Nan Feng did not see Nanfeng, and when she saw Nanfeng tears, she fell down: "Woohoo, two dogs ..." Nanfeng rolled his eyes: "Well ... what? Who bullies you Huh?" "Er Gouzi, woo woo woo woo..." "You...don't bother to call me, first tell me what's wrong."

"Mom lost more than 1 yuan playing mahjong in the afternoon..." "How big is the game? I lost so much." "Ten yuan and two birds are whining..." "Then why did you lose so much?" Nan's mother was immersed in it at the time. In the midst of sadness, Nanfeng didn't care if he could understand or not, so he told the story of the afternoon.Nan Feng was already a veteran in the poker world at that time, and he knew that Nan's mother had been ganged up by someone as soon as he heard it.

"You call people out again, and make an appointment for an evening show."

"what?"

"Let you make an appointment, don't talk nonsense." Nanfeng became serious, very aura, and inherited the advantages of his parents' appearance, he was really a handsome boy.Nan's father was not there again, and Nan's mother didn't have any idea, so she followed Nanfeng's advice and asked him out again, saying that they would fight in the evening.The other party took this side as being taken advantage of, so naturally he readily agreed.In the evening, Nanfeng went to the mahjong parlor with Nan's mother. Nan's mother just finished shaking the seat and was about to sit down. Feng started to draw cards, the speed of which made people speechless.While inserting the card, he said: "Mom, take a stool and sit here."

Nan's mother was so frightened that she had already obeyed Nan Feng's orders. Seeing Nan Feng playing mahjong skillfully, several people around him praised: "Sister Nan taught a good son."

To play mahjong as a ghost is to play a thousand games. It is nothing more than two families feeding one family together. If you listen to the cards, you can either draw yourself or point to the south wind.Now they are all mahjong machines, and they can't do anything with the cards.When Nan Feng started to play, the last player just kept an eye on Nan Feng's cards, and followed Nan Feng for the whole game. Nan Feng couldn't make a dime, it all depended on his luck.Nanfeng's name was not for nothing, he never let go of a shot in the whole game, all kinds of self-money hits, the three old aunts who beat him were stunned, and even Nan's mother was frightened.

One night, Nanfeng won twelve thousand and came back.

When he handed over a pile of money to Nan's mother, Nan's mother seemed to see a new way to make a fortune. Since then, Nanfeng has always said in poker that Nan's mother only has two requirements: one, not to play too big .Second, it is not allowed to play all night.

Nanfeng's good days of freely shuttling between various card games came to an end after graduating from university.Seeing that his old acquaintance, Yu Li, had already graduated from graduate school and was working in the hospital, Nanfeng still played poker every day and had no intention of finding a job. Nan's mother became anxious and forbade Nanfeng to play poker.But Nanfeng is such a big person, you can't control it, so she entrusts Yuli to "bring" Nanfeng back from the poker table from time to time.This trick is really useful. Nanfeng has been under Yuli's strict control since he was a child. Except for playing cards, Yuli said one thing, but he dared not say another.

Nanfeng, who was reprimanded by Nan's mother, lay down in bed and realized that it was already one o'clock. No wonder his mother kept making phone calls as if urging her to die, and finally used Yuli's trump card.Nanfeng didn't feel sleepy, so he took his mobile phone and clicked into the 200 yuan color ball bought last month to see if he won the prize.That's right, apart from playing cards, Nanfeng also likes to buy lottery tickets. Whether it's 22 picks, 32 picks, or scratch-offs, he buys them almost every issue. Of course, they use the money he wins from playing cards.Nanfeng wins more than he loses when he buys lottery tickets. Although he hasn't won any big prizes, he still wins three or five hundred yuan in each lottery.

"I'm going...to make a fortune!" Nanfeng looked at the lottery numbers and couldn't help but muttered to himself. He corrected the numbers he bought several times. .Nanfeng happily rolled on the bed for at least 2 minutes, rolled out of the bed and climbed up again before calming down.After thinking about it, Nanfeng sent a text message to Yuli.

To "other people's children": When is there a holiday!

Just as Yuli fell asleep, she was woken up by the shock of the phone, looking at the screen: From "garbage user", just want to reply text messages to scold her.

——I have something to say.

—Ah, you haven't slept yet.

——I was going to sleep, but I don’t plan to sleep now.

--Really!Is it to chat with me? !I am so touched! ! ! !

——It is to wait for your sudden death, so I can sit back and relax.

——…

If it was normal, Nanfeng would have to look through the dictionary to find the most vicious words and scold them, but now Nanfeng is immersed in the joy of winning the lottery, and quickly replied:

-ubadbad

—…Do you want me to take you to the brain department?

——I don’t want it.

——Last month, I saw a brain cancer patient die, and I think the effect is quite good.

——How can I have the heart to let you be a widow?

--roll.

Nanfeng reckoned that Yuli would come to ransack the house if it continued, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he went straight to the point and said:

——I won the lottery!

——The flow of people is 480.

——Not the one who won the lottery! ! !

——What else can you win?washing powder?Hair tonic?

——I won [-] in the double-color ball! ! !Twenty thousand! ! !Twenty thousand! ! !

Nanfeng looked at the screen with great interest, wanting to see Yuri's surprised reaction for the first time.The screen went dark about twice, and was turned on again by Nanfeng, only to see Yuli's slow reply.

From "other people's children": Oh.

Nanfeng felt that he was being ridiculed.