What do you know about gambling on stones?

　　The so-called gambling on stones was to use crude jade to gamble and cut a piece of jade stone open. If there was a first-class jade inside, he would win. If not, he would lose!

　　Gambling on stones was a rich industry, but it was also very risky. The jade stone was very expensive. It usually cost hundreds of thousands of dollars or hundreds of millions of dollars. Many people spent their whole family's fortune to gamble. If they won, their value would rise by ten times, and if they lost, they would line up on the roof.

　　One knife cut, the other cut, the other cut, the other cut, the other cut, and the other cut. What he meant was that he was gambling on stones!

　　This was not a joke. I had experienced it myself. My father was an example, a bloody lesson.

　　My dad's name is Shao Dezhong. He is the driver of a boss's car. His boss, Chen Dafu, likes to gamble on stones. He is a very good person. Once, he wanted to travel to Ruoli and took our whole family with him. He said that it was a public expense trip, which made our whole family very happy.

　　Originally, we were here to travel, but Boss Chen said that if we didn't gamble on stones when we arrived at Rueli, it meant that we didn't come. So he took us to the stone street to gamble on stones.

　　My dad also likes to gamble on stones, but it's limited to research. I don't dare to gamble on it, and I don't have money!

　　The lady told him that a few kilometers away from the street, there were stone gambling shops all over the place, which dazzled him. Boss Chen came to an acquaintance's store. The owner was called Old Liu. He asked Old Liu to pick a stone for him, and then Old Liu gave the stone he was going to cut to Boss Chen.

　　My father took a fancy to the stone on the side and analyzed it to me. My father said that the stone was very good at gambling. It was planted well, and the python was very powerful. It was very likely to eat it, and it would make a fortune if it went in.

　　Gambling on stones first on the seeds, and then at the back entrance of the gambling house. The opening space was also the entrance to each stone digging in Myanmar. The jade produced in each entrance was different. Some were good, and some were bad. So you had to pick the opening space. The winner was sure to make a good profit.

　　Mr. Chen took the stone with 20,000 yuan, and Mr. Liu accompanied Mr. Chen to cut the stone on the spot. The result was that the stone was full of green. No one expected this result and burst the shed at that time.

　　The full green stone was full of green, which was rising sharply. Someone offered two million yuan to buy it on the spot.

　　My father and I were watching from the sidelines. The price of 20,000 stones rose to two million dollars. In addition to jealousy, we wished that the stone was our own.

　　Later, after a series of bargaining, three million yuan was closed. Boss Chen was very happy. He didn't expect that it was so easy to make money.

　　This was not only what Boss Chen didn't expect, but also what my father and I didn't expect. The two of us saw the twenty thousand yuan turn into three million yuan with our own eyes. That kind of stimulation almost tortured us both to death.

　　When I got home, my father went crazy. He must sell the house and then go to Rueli to gamble. My mother firmly opposed it, but I was very tempted because people like Boss Chen, who didn't know anything about gambling on stones, could make three million yuan with just one piece. It should not be difficult for my father to make money by studying gambling on stones for more than ten years, so I supported my father.

　　Therefore, under the opposition of the whole family, we sold the houses to Rui Li. My father and I went there with 100% confidence. When we arrived at Rui Li, we decided to go to the store where Boss Chen took us.

　　Mr. Liu recognized us. He knew that we were friends of Boss Chen and wanted to recommend us a piece of raw stone.

　　My father immediately agreed, because Old Liu recommended a stone to Boss Chen last time, and it was sold for three million yuan at once. So my father believed him.

　　Old Liu took out a stone from the safe and put it on the table. My father and I both looked at it. It was black and shiny. I knew it was black.

　　Black Sands Stone of Gambling was the raw stone in Myanmar's jade mine with the highest output, the highest gambling capability, and the most variables. It was called the "Ten-Gamble and Nine-Lose" stone.

　　But there was a "hole" in the stone, which was a hole made by a cutting machine, so that the meat inside could be seen.

　　My father took a fancy to this window. He said that the color inside the window was purple. It was likely to be the Zi Roland's. If the ten kilograms of material was full, it would be more than ten million dollars.

　　My father asked for this raw stone on the spot, but Lao Liu asked for 650,000. We didn't have that much money. Later, my father promised Boss Chen that he would take this piece of raw stone.

　　After the deal was over, Old Liu said that he would go to Burma to extract the stone, so he couldn't cut the raw stone for us. My father and I left the shop and went to the public business place, where we specifically helped gamblers to cut stones and found a stone-cutter to cut the raw stone.

　　My teacher took the stone and showed it to others, but the stone-cutting master immediately said, "I don't dare to cut this piece of material, because there is a ghost."

　　After listening to this, my father and I immediately felt a dark cloud overhead, but my father still didn't give up and insisted on cutting it open. He said, "The cloth is made of black crow, and he even opened his mouth. How can it be wrong? I have been studying it for so many years. It should be right."

　　The stone-cutting master saw that my father still didn't give up, so he gave his father a clue. He said, "If the stone is real, then you are certainly right. However, this is a material made by Li Gui, a sign of Zi Roland's background, and the material of the opening is pasted on it."

　　Hearing this, my father felt that something was wrong and the stone-cutting master was angry. He took the stone and pulled it several times. My father and I were stunned that the stone was actually divided into three parts. Such three levels, combined together with glue, could be said to be perfect. The first layer was a natural sticky ice jade, and the second layer was a fake color, so it couldn't be poured into the light. The third layer was the place to ignite dyed materials. It was really a perfect fake material.

　　My father looked at the cloth and sat on the ground. We sold the house to gamble. He was silent for a long time and said to me, "I'm right. It's not that I don't understand, but the material is fake."

　　Seeing my father's sad and desperate look, I pulled him back to the hotel. While walking, I comforted him, saying that his research was right. We were just cheated. Let him not think too much, we still have a chance.

　　After my father's words, he stopped talking and went back to the hotel for a whole night. When it was almost dawn, my father called me up and told me to buy some food for him because he was hungry. I was sleepy, so I got up and bought something for him. When I left, he said to me, "Don't gamble on stones in the future."

　　I looked at his extremely sincere eyes and smiled at him. He said that he was narrow-minded, but I really didn't expect that this smile was the last intersection between him and me.

　　When I came back from my meal, I opened the door and saw a person hanging on the fan on the roof. I was desperate at once.

　　It was my father.

　　He was hanging on it alone.

　　It was true that Mr. Chen killed three million yuan with one cut, and my father and I lost all our property with one cut. My father didn't even have a chance to live.

　　My father's funeral cost tens of thousands of yuan, all of which were borrowed by money. My father's death did not get the sympathy of his relatives. They said that he deserved it, and we also accepted it.

　　However, there was one thing that made me very uncomfortable. My house was mortgage to the bank. As long as it was not within the payment limit, I could still live with my mother.

　　But my father had promised Mr. Chen that after my father died, Mr. Chen came to us and insisted on asking us to pay back the money. I asked Mr. Chen to extend the money for a few days. But no, he said that since my father was dead, how could an orphan and a widow have the ability to pay the money back?

　　He wanted us to sell the house and give it to him. He also brought lawyers and people from the bank. Before my father's death, he came to ask for debt. Although we owed him a lot, it was a bit too bad. My mother and I couldn't help it. We were forced to change the name of the property ownership certificate to Boss Chen. Just like this, when my father just died, we were homeless.

　　I used to think that Mr. Chen was a good person, but I knew that he had been working hard for a long time, so I finally figured out who he was.

　　However, I still want to have a place to live with my mother. I hope Boss Chen won't drive us away first. If he says it doesn't make sense, I will ask his daughter for help. Boss Chen's daughter is called Chen Ling, and she is in the same department with me. My father used to take her home in a car and also took me incidentally. I thought that I had a good relationship with her, so I want to ask her to persuade her father to persuade us to live in the house first.

　　I found Chen Ling in Chen Ling's department. Chen Ling was a very beautiful girl. She was slim, tall, and her skin was a little dark. This was the characteristics of Ruoli's native, but this did not affect her beauty at all.

　　When she saw Chen Ling, she was very polite. She also had sympathy for the death of my father. If I said that if you really sympathized with me, you should ask your father not to drive us away first. Let us live at home for a period of time. When I got the money, she would definitely pay it back. Chen Ling agreed immediately. She told me that when she went back, she would talk to her father.

　　I was very happy in my heart and was very grateful to Chen Ling. I felt that Chen Ling was different from her father.

　　Since this matter was settled, I was going to find a part-time job. Rueli was a tourist city, and there were a lot of restaurants. I found a job for a kitchen runner at the biggest vulgar restaurant, Meng Mao Restaurant.

　　There was a table of dishes for me at noon. Coincidentally, I met Chen Ling and she ate there. After I served the dishes, she said, "Chen Ling, if you say you're my friend later, you can give me a 20% discount."

　　Chen Ling smiled and didn't say anything. I saw that she had a friend. Maybe she was embarrassed and left. But as soon as I walked out of the door, I heard a woman asking, "Chen Ling, who is that? Do you know her? I didn't expect you to have a lot of friends. All the waiters know her..."

　　This made me very uncomfortable. Even a fool could tell what it meant, but Chen Ling's words made me feel even more uncomfortable.

　　"He's not a friend, he's the son of my father's driver. In the past, his father used it for private use and he insisted on taking me to him. You said that it would be awkward not to talk to him in the car. Now that his father is dead, I'm finally free. This person is thick-skinned and owes my father money, so he took the house as a mortgage. He even shamelessly came to me and asked me to persuade my father not to accept his house, and he has a 20% discount. If you don't give me a discount, I will eat it, and the poor person will be like this."

　　Chen Ling's words pierced my heart. I thought we were friends, but I didn't expect her to think so much about me. I walked away with tears in my eyes, but I didn't feel ashamed. It didn't matter if you looked down on me. I thought I was a friend and one day I would turn over.