Reminded by his daughter's childlike words, Yue Jiandong became vigilant as well.
He purposely went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes and handed them out to some idle elders sitting under the tree.
Through chatting with the elders, he learned that Yang Ping might look decent, but he was actually a notorious gambler in the village.
Normally, he seemed to work efficiently, but as soon as he had free time, he would head to the gambling table, only leaving when his eyes turned red from losing.
As a result, despite his abilities, he had not grown rich over the years.
The house he lived in was still in a state of bare walls and emptiness.
Yue Jiandong wasn't from this village, so he hadn't known about this situation.
But he knew all too well that gambling was a vice one should not touch; his third brother had almost gotten ensnared by it but thankfully pulled back at the last minute.