Chapter 3: Buying Lottery Tickets

  Over the weekend, Mu Yu spent a lot of effort persuading her mother to let her go out with just a driver.

  Since birth, due to the fact that I had a fractured arm, my mother "ordered" me to stay at home and I have never been anywhere else. My family has always protected me very well, but because of this, some of my plans cannot be carried out.

  It's now 2002, a time when all high-tech has not yet been developed and introduced. However, her future self from ten years later can take advantage of knowing what the next decade holds to gain an upper hand. Her primary goal is to establish a computer company.

  It's easy to talk about it, but actually doing it is a different story.

  Firstly, she has no money; secondly, she has no one; thirdly, she has no talent...

  Okay, Mu You herself also realized that she was in a very embarrassing situation, and the purpose of her coming out today was to "find" money.

  What can make a lot of money in the shortest time?

  Lottery.

  It was as if fate had destined it, Mu You had never touched a lottery ticket from childhood to adulthood, but his younger brother Mu Han was very enthusiastic about studying it, seeking the rules in between, not for money, but for his own interest. Although he had never won any big prizes, small prizes were often within reach.

  Muyou remembered most clearly the time when she was fifteen years old on her birthday, Muhans used her ID number to buy a lottery ticket for herself. The next day's announced number made Muhans unable to escape from the shadow of the lottery for a whole year in the following days, because that period's number - happened to be his own.

  As she recalled this, Mu Yu couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. It turned out that in their youth, they had once been so happy.

  "Miss, we've arrived at Bìyáng Street. Where would you like to go? I'll take you there." Qi Yang saw Mù Yōu's smile in the rearview mirror and smiled back, feeling a sense of comfort. He had worked for the Mù family for twenty years, dedicating his youth to them. The young miss and young master had grown up under his care, and to him, Mù Yōu and Mù Hán were like another pair of children.

  "No need, Uncle Qi. You can stop here and I'll go out for a walk by myself. You don't have to accompany me. I'll take a taxi back later." After getting off the car, Mu Yu gave Qi Yang a sweet smile, then quickly dodged away, taking advantage of Qi Yang's momentary confusion to blend into the crowd.

  Looking at the crowded people on Bixiang Street, Qi Yang worried and helplessly shook his head. After waiting for a while, he confirmed that Mu You had really left before starting the car to leave.

  The first dividing line appeared

  At this time, Mu You was wandering in a quiet water alley, which was a piece of land that had disappeared ten years later. On her right side was a row of simple and elegant old houses, and on the other side was a clear river with willows planted on its banks. However, due to the wrong season, only a few wisps of tree tips fell onto the river surface, and with the gentle breeze, ripples were formed.

  Compared to the crowded Biyang Street, this water alley is much quieter. The air is filled with a faint aroma of delicious food that suddenly awakens Mu You's appetite.

  "Old man, give me a siu mai and a cha siu bao!" Mu Yu had a hasty breakfast as she was in a hurry to go out, but seeing these familiar snacks that were considered "small eats" at her house made her mouth water.

  Munching on a bun, she walked along the riverbank and finally found her destination - a small lottery ticket sales shop - when she was almost at the end.

  As for why she would find such a remote place to buy lottery tickets, there are two reasons.

  Firstly, she is only 15 years old now and is not even considered a half-adult in the eyes of the law, so buying in some crowded places would definitely not be allowed.

  Secondly, and most importantly, Mu Yu always had a somewhat guilty conscience, after all, she was using her memories from her past life, which made her feel vastly different from others who were simply lucky.

  Standing at the entrance of the small shop, Mu You was biting on a bun while staring blankly at the number plate, but if someone knew what she was thinking, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood!

  How many lottery tickets should I buy? If one wins, it's 50 million, minus taxes and stuff, that's 40 million. How much does it cost to run a computer company? Is 400 million enough? Forget it, just in case, I'll buy 20 more... After all, someone has won hundreds of millions before, so this is not excessive, right? But what is that feeling of guilt rising up from the bottom of my heart?

  The old man in the small shop finally raised his head after standing still for so long, and when he saw that it was a little girl, he looked slightly surprised. He smiled kindly and said, "Little girl, do you want to buy something?"

  "Ah?" Murong You snapped back to reality, looking at the old man in front of her, with a flash of reverence in her eyes that was quickly buried deep within her heart.

  The old man in front of him looked about sixty or seventy years old, with white hair on both temples and a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. However, those eyes hidden behind the glasses... Mu Yu knew that they must be extremely sharp.

  Muyou smiled slightly at the old man and politely said: "Sir, may I buy a few lottery tickets?"

  It's said that the old man put down the tea set he was playing with, moved his eyes from the bridge of his nose downwards, and gazed at Mu You with a gentle look, not sharp but with a kind tone. "Little girl, looking at your appearance, you're probably only 15 or 16 years old, you should also know the rules for selling lottery tickets, someone like you who's underage shouldn't be doing this!"

  As if he had expected the old man's answer, Mu You didn't even move his eyebrows, with a hint of cunning in his eyes and an increasingly brilliant smile at the corner of his mouth.

  "Really can't make it?"

  "No, no! The old man can't harm people. You kids have finally earned some money, and if it's all wasted on this, the parents will definitely blame me!" He didn't fail to notice Mu Yu's abnormal reaction, and similarly, he was also curious about what this girl wanted to do. It seemed that from her body, he could sense a familiar aura.

  "What a pity! I was going to persuade Mu Han to agree, but now... forget it!" Mu You suddenly said with a tone of regret and sigh, as if saying something unrelated, and turned around to leave.

  "What?" The old man was taken aback by the words, and then he seemed to understand. He looked at the figure that had already turned around and couldn't help but call out in a hurry, "Hey little girl, wait for me! What did you mean by what you just said? I'll sell you the lottery ticket, don't rush off!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Mu You indeed stopped in his tracks, but it wasn't because of the old man's words of persuasion.

  What I'm thinking is - Your lung capacity is really good, you're indeed the leader of the dark world for 50 years - Yoru no Mori!

  No, the old man behind him looked no different from ordinary people, but Mu Yu knew clearly about this old man's identity. The reason was simple, just because in his previous life, due to lottery tickets, Mu Han had frequent contact with him, until one day when he saw on TV that this old man was being pursued by the police, Mu Han only then knew his true identity, and at that time, he was secretly sad for a while, all of which were comforted by Mu Yu.

  Upon hearing Ye Sen's urgent cry, Mu You raised an eyebrow and turned around with a smile, beginning their first conversation.