Gu'er heard Li Zhi say that Zheng Changsheng was lucky.
'Luck was a funny thing,' she thought. 'Li Zhi said Zheng Changsheng was lucky, but really, all of them were. Compared to her past life, compared to those who toiled in the fields their whole lives yet never had enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, the comfortable life they lived now meant they had all hit the jackpot.'
"Uncle Zheng, you have connections, don't you? Can you still buy them? Help me get one—no, two, Dingzi needs one. Wait, that's not enough... Let's see, Gu'er and Jia Ming need one each. And I have to get one for my dad. Uncle Lin needs one too, right? And that guy Liu Yuan. My little sister will get jealous when she sees it, and then there's Feng Ling... Good grief, a quick count comes out to eight of them! I'm afraid two hundred thousand is probably gone."
