"How many are missing? I'm missing millions, hahaha, I used to say who won five million in the lottery, but I don't know how to use the money. Now if I give me five million, I still have to work hard, but my life is much better..."

Wang An drank some rice wine and was already on the verge of attention.

After saying so many words, he felt that the unhappiness he was pressing on his body had already been vented with all the words just now, and he felt much more comfortable.

How happy?

It’s still interesting to chat with the poster. I can say a lot to Wang Fan, but I don’t dare to say it or can’t say it.

In fact, I just lack a partner to talk to. Once I talk, my heart will feel much more comfortable. Then I calm down and celebrate the New Year when I should be happy.

Work hard when you should work, and you always have to look forward to your life.

"Five million, that is, ten years of life. If you want it, I can give it to you. You can live for more than 40 years, and you will have ten years less. Is it OK?"

"Ah, what did you say? Five million, ten years of life less? You are kidding me, hahaha, it's so funny..."

Wang An laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funny thing in the world.

"How can there be such a good thing in the world? Five million in ten years? Not to mention ten years, I'm even living twenty years less now, and it's hard to get five million in one go..."

Before Wang An could finish his voice, the picture in front of him changed.

I saw that he and Wang Fan seemed to be wrapped in some bubbles. Looking at the transparent bubbles, the time outside seemed to have slowed down many times, which was beyond his thinking.

Wang An rubbed his eyes hard and looked at Wang Fan in surprise.

"If you are willing, I can exchange your ten-year life for five million, and I can do what you want!"

"Ah, it's true, I, I, I, very willing!"

Wang An kept agreeing, and even opened his eyes nervously, because he didn't know whether what Wang Fan said was true or not, but Wang Fan's hand swayed on his hand.

I saw that his face seemed to have grown a little older, with a little wrinkles on his forehead, and a few undetectable white hairs appeared on his head.

"Okay, give me your card number..."

Wang Fan waved his hand and the scene around him changed. They were still having dinner, but Wang An's eyes looked at Wang Fan completely differently.

Awe, a little frightened.

But he still reported the card number, and soon he had a text message prompt. Wang An opened it and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly became straight.

This time, when I looked at Wang Fan, my eyes were not horror, but I was ecstatic at that time.

Great joy.

He shouted and grabbed Wang Fan's hand.

"Thank you, you must have wanted to help me. I am so lucky to become a child with you. You are my God of Wealth. No wonder when I was the fortune teller the day before yesterday, people said that I would meet a noble person, and it turned out to be you..."

Wang An was too excited at this time. He held Wang Fan's hand and felt that it was not enough to express his mood at this time.

He gave Wang Fan a hug at once.

Tears almost rolled down.

"Brother, thank you, I know, you want to help me, right? Thank you! Thank you very much! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, anyone..."

"Um!"

Wang Fan smiled. Wang An was very smart and didn't need to give him any more advice.

fine.

A ten-year life span is five million, and it is not deceived by young and old people.

These days he has a lot of life span, and it seems that he is almost two hundred years old. In other words, from now on, he can live to one or two hundred years old without doing anything.

very nice!

When Wang An went out of Wang Fan's house, he seemed to have changed. When he left, he specifically expressed his gratitude to Wang Fan's parents.

Thank them for specially cooking and drinking wine for treating themselves.

Wang Fan didn't say anything, but just stood at the door and smiled with the little yellow dog.

The next day, when Uncle Wang Er praised his son while playing cards with others in a teahouse.

"I brought 50,000 yuan to the two of us for the New Year. No matter how expensive the pork this year is, 50,000 yuan, you can buy ten pigs..."

Uncle Wang's words attracted a lot of envy.

The rural people work hard every year, and the family only earns 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, and the money his son gave is enough for him to spend a year. No wonder he is so comfortable.

Play cards in a teahouse.

Some people also know that Uncle Wang Er had a quarrel with his son last night, and he didn't agree with it.

As the saying goes, an eagle starves to death and does not eat his son's meat. This is a rare and rare father.

However, after hearing this, Wang Fan said nothing.

I just heard his parents talking and sighing at home.

"It's really hard for Wang An to have such a parent. His father is really not good. He is not old. He is in his fifties and is not sick or disaster-free. He is unwilling to do things. He just likes to play cards and brag in the teahouse, and does not think about how hard his children work..."

"If you don't have a pension insurance, you won't be willing to do things. This person who has three diseases and two pains depends entirely on his son. There are such strange parents in this world!"

However, Wang Fan's family didn't talk about such a topic for long, just talked about it.

The boring people in the village began to discuss and compare, saying that Wang An was a filial child and was very generous these days. Not only did he give his parents 50,000 yuan, he also bought a lot of New Year's goods.

This Uncle Wang is not a good person, but he has a good son!

Similar words spread throughout the village. Many people would praise Wang An when they saw him, "Young people are good, young people are good, and filial."

Some people even compared Wang An and Wang Fan, saying that Wang Fan could not catch up with Wang An's filial piety, but in Wang An's ears, he tried his best to oppose it.

"How can I compare with Brother Wang Fan? Those are really filial and capable people. I can't help but watch my father starve to death. The money will be his expenses for next year..."

Wang An was also anxious. Although he gave his father 50,000, he wanted to spend the New Year and use all the cards to play.

If this is the case, I will have five million, so what? My father is the bottomless pit!

The gambling ghost is really hopeless.

When Wang Fan first arrived in the village, he was stopped by a clan uncle from his village.

"Big nephew, I heard that you are rich. Uncle is too nervous and has no money to buy New Year's goods. Can you lend me 5,000 yuan and buy some New Year's goods for the whole family to celebrate the New Year?"

This person is Wang Fan’s uncle who came out of the fifth sermon, and everyone calls him Uncle Wang Wu.

He looks like he is in his fifties this year, and his family is still very poor. When he was in his thirties and forties, he married a second-married daughter who came from another place with his daughter.

Wang Fan remembers that his fifth aunt is still very virtuous.
Chapter completed!