Chapter 71: Winning the Prize

Seeing his rush, Bei Zhen couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "What are you doing? If you are lucky, you will naturally win the prize. If not, it would be useless to go around all the counters."

Yang Rui smiled and did not explain, and continued to look for the person who was about to win the prize.

At one of the counters, he saw the man who was about to win the prize, a middle-aged man who was watching and hesitating in front of the counter.

"I feel that the feng shui of this counter is better, so I bought it here."

Bei Zhen was speechless, unable to see how different this one was from the others, and it was just a table? On the contrary, this counter was the most deserted one.

"You're waiting here, I'll buy it."

"Don't buy too much, it can't exceed one hundred yuan!" Bei Zhen reminded.

Yang Rui went over and saw that the man had already arrived at the counter, but seemed hesitant. Because the seat was relatively deserted, the sales lady was not impatient when she saw him, and she smiled and persuaded him: "Buy a little, it won't cost much, you can't even eat a piece of five yuan per piece, and you can't eat a fast food. If you win the prize, you can get more money? If you don't win the prize, you can also make some contribution to social welfare."

Yang Rui arrived next to him and thought to himself that he had not had much time, so he should have bought it at this counter. If I bought it first while he was hesitating, the lottery he would win should be mine, right? Seeing that he was hesitant, he would not have bought too much. He could buy twenty pieces for 100 yuan, right?

The middle-aged man smiled honestly and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, no matter what social welfare I care about, I just want to get some luck. My wife is in the hospital and she still has to pay for medical expenses. If she wins, I don't have to borrow money."

The lady was stunned. Most people used spare money to avoid condemnation. Unexpectedly, this person came with an urgent attitude. She was kind-hearted and reminded in a low voice: "Since that's the case, then buy a few to see your luck. Luck is hard to say, you can win one or two of them. If you can't win, you can win one or two of them, you can't win one or two of them."

Yang Rui took out a hundred yuan and handed it out and was stunned when he heard the man's words.

My wife is in the hospital? She still has medical expenses? Damn! No wonder she predicted that he was so happy to win the prize! Others probably don’t show any silence when they are afraid of being known?

This made Yang Rui feel a little uncomfortable. If this is the case, wouldn’t he have become a “winning award” - to win the prize that belongs to others? How can he feel at ease like this?

This is probably the first time since he had superpowers that he was worried about. Yang Rui remembered a TV series he had watched before:

There is a TV staff member who has special abilities that can bring back the dead. Because of the report from that person, a girl jumped off the building from the seventh floor. He strongly prayed outside the operating room that jumped off the building and could not die. As a result, the doctor announced that the operation failed, but the person who jumped off the building was safe. However, there was an appendicitis surgery in the operating room next to him. The operation was very successful, but the patient died inexplicably. Finally, he realized that the person's superpower was not really reborn. Instead, he replaced other people's lives. Whenever he helped one person, he indirectly harmed another innocent man...

Because of my prediction, I changed the future. Will other people pay the price? Yang Rui couldn't imagine it. What is certain is that someone will pay the price! It's just a slight severity.

At this moment, he hesitated. If he just wanted to win the prize and won the prize, the price this person paid would be heavier than any of the people he had encountered in the past.

"Sir, how many do you want to buy?" After Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, the lottery sales lady had already taken the 100 yuan he handed over and asked him how much he wanted to buy.

Yang Rui looked at the person beside him. The middle-aged man seemed to have not made up his mind yet. He sighed in his heart and pointed to the person next to him: "He came first, he bought it and I'll talk about it."

The middle-aged man said embarrassedly: "It doesn't matter, you buy it first. I haven't decided whether to buy it or not."

Yang Rui smiled, "What's there to hesitate? If you are afraid of losing money, then buy a few. After buying it, you will feel at ease. If you feel it's not worth it, you can eat less fast food by yourself."

The sales lady put Yang Rui's 100 yuan on the table first and looked at the middle-aged man. Obviously, she agreed with Yang Rui's opinion. This was just a temporary job, and she didn't want to make a person who had financial problems uneasy for her meager performance.

"Hey! Do you two buy it? If you don't buy it, just move out of the way!" The salesperson did not urge, and someone urged him later.

A man in a suit and tie frowned from behind, "Go ahead! Miss, give me two hundred pictures!"

The man said, taking out his wallet and counting the cash.

Yang Rui frowned a little, but didn't say anything. The sales lady did not neglect the two of them because of the big business behind her. She still looked at the middle-aged man with Yang Rui.

The sales lady just wanted to make him not spend a lot of money and fulfill his expectations; while Yang Rui knew that he would definitely win the prize. However, if he urged him again, it might make him feel uncomfortable, so he could only pray that he would buy a few soon.

The middle-aged man saw that others were so enthusiastic, and obviously for his own consideration, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Yes, buy it and try your luck. If you can win, you can win without having to win too much. If you can win, it will be useless. Miss, give me two!"

He handed over a ten-yuan piece that he had already grabbed in his palm for a while.

The sales lady took it with a smile, and Yang Rui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The man behind him had already counted out ten hundred-dollar bills and handed them over. He snorted disdainfully when he said to the man, "I can't win, no matter how much it is, it's useless." He believed in the chance. The more he bought, the chance of winning was naturally greater than the less he bought.

Seeing the middle-aged man taking two lottery tickets to the side, Yang Rui said lightly: "I'll buy twenty ones."

In fact, he felt that if that person had already won the prize, it would be meaningless to buy it himself, and it would be a waste of money. But that person bought two. If the winning place was not among those two, but in the fifth and seventh ones, then if he didn't buy it, wouldn't it be that the arrogant person behind him be cheap? So he continued to buy twenty.

Later, the man was already standing beside Yang Rui and smiled proudly, "It's just ten times, two, twenty, I want two hundred!" He threw ten, one hundred on the table, with a sense of superiority.

Taking the twenty lottery tickets handed over by the sales lady, Yang Rui did not rush to scratch the prize. He looked at the middle-aged man who was squatting on the side and carefully scratching the prize. If he could win the prize, he would not have to scratch it.

"What else can I see? I'm slowing down." Bei Zhen looked at Yang Rui not far away. Seeing that his expression was a little wrong, he now took the lottery to look at others and came over to ask strangely.

Yang Rui nodded and whispered: "Look at that person, he also bought lottery tickets. He said his wife was hospitalized and had medical expenses. He wanted to try his luck."

Bei Zhen glanced at it and said in confusion: "So what?"

"Not really, haha, I guess he is praying now, and I am praying for him, hoping that he will win the prize!" Yang Rui smiled slightly.

He suddenly realized that he had given up the prize he could have snatched. It was no pity that he seemed to be in a better mood!

Bei Zhen Yanran patted his shoulder, "Haha, it's not bad. You guys, why don't you give him what you have in your hand?"

Yang Rui pondered for a moment. It would be fine, but it still depends on whether he won or not. If he won, there is no need. If he didn't win, then give him the lottery ticket - anyway, if he doesn't come and get involved, he will win, so it's okay to give it to him.

"Wait a moment, he will definitely not accept it when we give it to him like this. It's better to wait for him to finish it first, and we will give it to him and leave." Yang Rui's eyes were still looking at the man, hoping that he could scrape the prize.

Bei Zhen's eyes fell on Yang Rui's face, and he was a little surprised. If he helped Liu Jia because he liked Liu Jia; he gave me a diamond necklace because he didn't realize the value, and I was also his sister; but now this person is unreasonable. He obviously doesn't know this person, he is willing to help others, and can take into account people's face. This only shows that although Yang Rui is a little slick, he is really very kind-hearted.

"yeah!"

"What's wrong?" Yang Rui shouted low, shocking Bei Zhen, who was looking at him, "What's wrong?"

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Look at him, he must have won the prize!"

The middle-aged man only had two lottery tickets, so he carefully scraped the first one. After not getting it, he was even more careful and careful in scraping the second one. He didn't know if he was asking for blessing from Guanyin Bodhisattva, but it took a lot of time anyway.

Although Yang Rui didn't go over to see it, he didn't know how many prizes he won, but when he saw him scratching it, he knew that he must have won the prize.

"Look, they are going to redeem the prize. What about yours? There is no need to give it to others?" Bei Zhen said with a smile.

Yang Rui stuffed the lottery into her hand, "Sister, come and draw the lottery!"

He knew that the person had won the prize and his task was completed. The prize would not fall into his hands, nor would it fall into the hands of the person who had 200 copies behind him. He knew that there would be no prizes inside, so he no longer had expectations and no tension.

"Why do you want me to drive it? You bought it!" Bei Zhen didn't expect to win the prize and was too lazy to be a coolie.

"This is a joint purchase for us. Half of the winners won by one person. I'll buy it. You can open it. It's very reasonable." Yang Rui said with a smile: "Besides, you are a beauty, and it may bring good luck. But be careful, don't use your right hand to scrape it."
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