"..." Hao Yunyang was somewhat speechless and put the old man's head in front of Liu Ming: "One hundred."

"Give me the number." Liu Ming skillfully identified the authenticity, then opened the drawer and took out a very old homework book for elementary school students to practice calligraphy, opened it and handed it to Hao Yunyang. At the same time, he handed it over a 2B pencil that was only less than five centimeters. This forgot Hao Yunyang and said to a child who was thinking he was hidden and slapped the gambling machine: "Tap again, knock me again! Don't you know the name of my ignorant old Liu? Get out of here!"

"..." The subtle bang stopped and thought he was smart, as if he had just crawled out of the mud, sucking his nose and running out of the store in a panic.

Hao Yunyang wrote his number now and handed the book back to Liu Ming, and was about to turn around and leave.

"How much do you charge?" Liu Ming took the book and stopped Hao Yunyang who had already walked to the door, frowned and said, "Have you given the money?"

"A hundred yuan, the money has been given to you." Hao Yunyang slapped his forehead. Who is this person? He turned around helplessly and looked at Liu Ming, and said, "You have gone in the drawer."

"Really?" Liu Ming looked suspicious.

"Really." Hao Yunyang almost fell down, and the smile on his face gradually showed signs of solidification. This person could not have met him and wanted to kill him, right? Hao Yunyang was thinking about making up his mind. If he got entangled again, he would call the police uncle and confront you in person!

"I believe you, I believe you. You are so funny. You are so nervous when you make a joke. Are you afraid that I will swallow your hundred dollars?" Liu Ming waved his hand, and Hao Yunyang felt a little relieved. Just when he was about to nod and leave, he heard Liu Ming say: "Just treat me as a friend of you, don't you know who I am? Everyone in this area calls me Brother Ming. If you have any trouble in this area, just report my name."

"Brother, I've given you this money." Hao Yunyang lost his temper by Liu Ming and looked at him helplessly: "It's on the left side of your drawer, the money is folded in half. Do you want me to report the number to you?"

"You are really cautious." Liu Ming curled his lips, pressed the thumbs of both hands on an old straight-board phone for a while before glanced at Hao Yunyang: "It's ready to charge."

Hao Yunyang nodded with a smile, but had no intention of turning around and leaving. After three minutes.

"Dingdou..." A pleasant ringtone rang out by the cell phone that was grabbed by Hao Yunyang. After unlocking it, he looked at the text message from 10086 to remind him. Hao Yunyang raised his legs and walked out of the convenience store with confidence.

"The poor in the countryside." After paying attention to Hao Yunyang's movement, Liu Ming muttered disdainfully: "The bastard who has never seen the world."

At the end of another game, Liu Ming instinctively looked up at the door, but saw Hao Yunyang, who had just left, not long ago, coming back. He grabbed a cell phone with one hand and a red old man's head with the other. His face was covered with clouds, as if he had been robbed.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ming looked at Hao Yunyang strangely and asked while shuffling the cards.

"Recharge the phone bill." Hao Yunyang's gritted teeth and looked really tragic.

"Recharge again?" Liu Ming was a little surprised: "How much does it cost."

"One hundred." Hao Yunyang gritted his teeth, threw down the old man's head in his hand and turned around and left: "It's the same number just now."

"This fool can't just call the phone number after charging the phone bill." Liu Ming got up from the chair and thought boredly.

Five minutes later...

"Why are you here again?" Liu Ming was extremely shocked.

"Recharge the phone bill." Hao Yunyang's face turned into a pig's liver color, and two words popped out from his teeth: "One hundred."

Five minutes later...

"Recently?" Liu Mingqi was so angry that he couldn't help asking, "You can't call the escort and chat with the lady, right?"

"No." Hao Yunyang took a long breath: "Fill one hundred."

Leave a picture of the old man leaving.

After five minutes...

"Another one hundred?" Liu Mingxue became smart. As soon as he saw Hao Yunyang's dead face, he understood and stood up and asked.

"..." Hao Yunyang was about to cry without tears. He looked at Liu Ming, nodded silently, and contributed another old man's head.

After five minutes...

"Brother, will I call you brother?" Liu Ming looked at Hao Yunyang who appeared again helplessly: "How much phone bill do you want to charge for the phone bill at one time? It's annoying to go back and forth!"

"..." Hao Yunyang was tortured and his face was bloodless. He hesitated for a long time before he put down two old heads on the counter. He was so cruel that he didn't look at the old head and turned around and left.

"This person's head is probably funny." After charging two hundred phone bills, Liu Ming returned to the mahjong table and picked up a cigarette, and said to the three card friends in a smog manner. The three of them smiled and didn't say anything.

"The balance of your recharge account is 99.37 yuan, and the validity period is up to..." Looking at the text message on your phone, Hao Yunyang was almost exhausted as if he had just called it out of the water.

If you charge a hundred phone bills, you will be deducted for one hundred phone bills. The first second prompted that the expenses will be paid, and the next second called your mother, you will be reminded that you have owed the fee. You have been tortured back and forth several times. Just when Hao Yunyang was about to accept his fate and regarded this SIM as a bottomless pit that could never be filled, the last two hundred phone bills finally left him with ninety-nine.

"Son, your dad was almost tortured." Standing under the dim street light, Hao Yunyang sighed. After more than 20 minutes of call time, he actually deducted his 650 yuan phone bill. However, after the phone bill was deducted so severely, Hao Yunyang did not have the courage to settle the score with the mobile phone. He believed that he was unlucky was his only choice.

After all this trouble, Hao Yunyang understood a little. The future phone call cannot be made casually. People are doing it and the gods are watching. If you want to change your destiny, it is not something that can be done by a simple cheater, because before that, you still need to pay. Only by paying can you get something reward. There are very few things that can be won for nothing in the real world. Even if you win the lottery, you will at least spend money to buy the lottery, right?

"Don't let your dad down!" As he muttered, Hao Yunyang finally dialed out his mother's number. Listening to the beeping sound from his ears and touching the remaining four hundred dollars in his pocket, Hao Yunyang felt sad, "Money!"

"Hey, Xiaoyang?" My mother's slightly hoarse voice came from her phone, but it was very magnetic. At least in Hao Yunyang's ears, her mother's voice was the most relaxing thing in the world. Her unhappiness at work and her troubles in life. Although she couldn't disappear after she got into trouble with her mother, she could also eliminate a lot of it.

"Yeah, mom!" Hao Yunyang nodded heavily, leaned against a telephone pole less than two meters away from the garbage dump. He stood with his head down under the dim light, and agreed gently.

"What's wrong? Calling here so late, what happened?" My mother's intuition was one of the advantages that Hao Yunyang admired the most. Many people were not optimistic about when recruiting workers in the feed factory, but my mother gritted her teeth and applied for the job. She worked for many years with a salary of 300 yuan per month. Although the salary is only 1,000 yuan, it is worth half a year of income from my father who has been digging in the field for a lifetime.

"Mom." Although I had already had a curse before calling, when I was about to open my mouth, it seemed like a fishbone stuck in my throat, which made Hao Yunyang unable to say for a long time. After a few seconds of silence, he said in a slander: "It's okay, I just miss you, call me and talk to you..."

"What else can't I tell my mother?" The mother on the other end of the phone said with a little blame: "Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"That." Hao Yunyang lowered his head, repeatedly ravaged an abandoned cigarette butt with his right foot, and stammered: "Do you still have spare money at home? I want to buy a computer..."

"Buy a computer." The mother was silent and asked for more than ten seconds later: "How much does it cost?"

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