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【100】Slam

After leaving the small temple, I went to the town to inquire, hoping that the aunts and ladies in the town could reveal some rumors.

I have heard a lot of rumors about Master Shi Yongyuan, but unfortunately none of them are reliable.

In a small supermarket, I was enthusiastically pulled by the boss, and he was very excited: "You, you, are you Zilong?"

I was stunned on the spot and asked him, "What are you?"

The supermarket owner was even more excited and said incoherently: "It's me, Slam, Luo Slam. No, I used to be Zhang Slam, do you still remember?"

I suddenly remembered that the person of Slam was deeply impressed by my childhood.

When I first transferred to the town, I was a deskmate with Slam.

Not long after, I found out that we were both sick and sympathetic.

Slam's home is in a village outside the town. His father is called the gambling man Zhang, who is a famous gambler in all corners of the country. His wife ran away with someone and did not learn a lesson. He had to name his son Slam. The name of Slam reveals his father's strong wish. As the name suggests, the gambling man Zhang hopes to play cards with a grand slam every time.

The person of Slam is seriously polarized. He is a good baby in school and is a bit stupid in the eyes of the teacher. But we all know in private that Slam is very smart. He can play mahjong when he is in the second grade of elementary school, and he also has the Sichuan card with extremely complicated playing styles. It is said that when his father goes to the bathroom, Slam will go up to help play a few games.

Slam's father had a catchphrase: "Believe it or not, I will sell you to human traffickers?"

Because of this, Slam is particularly afraid of his father and teacher, and he is afraid of all adults.

People think that the gambler Zhang's catchphrase was an angry word, but they didn't expect it to turn into the truth.

One day, the gambling ghost Zhang lost his eyes and actually sold his son publicly in the village.

What's even more bizarre is that several villagers actually offered to buy it.

In that era of weak legal awareness, especially in the countryside, some things were too disharmonious to say.

In the end, a pair of widowed men named Luo bid 2,000 yuan to take the slam away.

At that time, this incident caused a sensation, and people went to the village committee and the school. At first, everyone thought that these people were going to stop them, but they didn't expect that these people were going to cause this. Later, according to the adults, Slam was suffering anyway with the gambling ghost Zhang, so it would be better to follow the couple named Luo who had a good reputation.

In 1993, when Li Chunbo sang a song called "Xiaofang" all over the country, my classmate's Slam was sold for two thousand yuan.

Such stories may scare many children in the city, and in many towns of this country, such things are not new at all.

At that time, I had already been exposed to many TV series. According to the plot development on TV, the gambling man Zhang should have been pestering him back every now and then. I believe that the gambling man Zhang loves the slam, and he will definitely redeem the slam when he wins the money. Unfortunately, when I graduated from elementary school, I didn’t see the gambling man Zhang redeem the slam.

This too real thing made me feel heartbroken.

Since the slam incident spread throughout the town, Master Shi Yongyuan also had a catchphrase: "If you get angry, I will sell you tomorrow!"

This sentence was specifically said to me, although I don’t understand what I did wrong.

I often wake up in the middle of the night. In my dream, I dreamed that I was sold by Master Shi Yongyuan to a remote mountain village with no roads. In that mountain village, two or three brothers usually marry a wife together, and some children would be suddenly pressed down when walking outside the village, and they would be killed by others...

Why do I know so much at such a young age? Because in that era, a teahouse happened to be open at my house. In my hometown, teahouses were not exactly a place for tea, but were usually for people to gamble and entertain, and there were people from all walks of life. I have heard all kinds of bizarre stories in teahouses. The most terrifying story is that a little boy was walking outside the village and was sung by someone. Although in that era, I didn’t quite understand what sung by sung…
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