When my uncle was young, he was a lazybones who didn't do any honest work. One day he would steal chickens from the neighbor, and the next day he would steal dogs from behind the village. He was simply a despised scoundrel.,Room 504 was a gathering place for gamblers. When Zhang Fan knocked on the door, a voice inside shouted at him, "Dealer, you've been slacking off lately. If you don't come soon, I'll starve to death. Hurry up, two packs of braised meat and two eggs.",Besides a few students who went to pursue postgraduate studies and a handful who had connections that allowed them to stay in the provincial capital, almost everyone else ended up either in county towns or working in hospitals or companies.。