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Lottery, dad. I always like to call my father that. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a lottery father, because ...

Since the lottery became popular, my father, an authentic lottery king, has been fascinated by this thing.

Lottery dad goes to buy lottery tickets every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday, because when the lottery is held that night, lottery dad always holds the lottery ticket tightly with his hands, his eyes glued to the TV and absorbed. But every time my dad can't win, he always complains why he doesn't buy those numbers. But he often laughs at himself: forget it if you don't win the prize, and contribute to the welfare! Besides, you will win next time!

Once again, my father wanted to buy lottery tickets, so did I, but my father refused, but I kept asking. Finally, my father reluctantly agreed with my pleading.

As soon as I entered the lottery shop, my father looked very excited and changed into a different person. Dad has been thinking about it, tapping his forehead with his fingers from time to time. I said,' Dad, when are you leaving?' I am tired of waiting. Unexpectedly, the' lottery dad' who never loses his temper with me at ordinary times is angry with me:' You can't wait, leave me alone! I said,' Oh, you've thought about it for so long, and you still want to! Dad stared at me, his eyebrows parted, his eyes were like two bells, and he shouted,' What are you arguing about? It is your fault that you didn't win the prize! I was dumbfounded. ...

The ball shaker on TV has started to shake the ball! First, the fourth! Lottery dad jumped three feet and won! Second, 15! The lottery dad opened his eyes, his mouth was in the shape of' O', and he won again! But the last few balls missed. It's basketball If you win basketball, you can get 5 yuan! The second one! Lottery dad beeped 800 meters away because he bought number 3! Lottery dad' is like a defeated rooster, suddenly lying in bed, suddenly thinking of something, suddenly sitting up again, staring at me, still chanting:' It's all your fault, it's all your fault! If you don't make noise, I will definitely win the lottery! Oh, look, I still have this account!

How's it going? Now you know why I call my father "lottery dad"?