Can't play anymore!!!! You really treat the whole village like fools! You patted your chest and said you would lead everyone to wealth, once equal to a month's salary. At first, everyone received 2000 yuan, and the villagers were as happy as during the New Year, praising you to anyone: 'This kid has a future, more reliable than those city folks in suits!' But what happened? The second time the money was distributed, it directly shrank to 800 yuan, and everyone frowned and muttered: 'Is the market bad?' The third time was even more outrageous, 80 yuan in hand, the village old ladies counted the coins with magnifying glasses, suspecting you were running a pyramid scheme. Now it's great, each person gets 8 yuan! Exactly enough to buy a baked pancake with pickles!

This time you caused trouble again, at midnight, while the villagers were sound asleep, you went around banging a broken gong, shouting: 'Get up, get up! Face scan verification, pig trotters rice is here again!' Everyone in the village, old and young, was roused, disheveled and with dark circles under their eyes, lining up for the face scan. And the result was only 5 yuan.

Auntie San jumped out, pointing at you and scolding: 'Are you swallowing all the money? From 2000 to 8 yuan, the difference is enough for you to eat abalone wings for several lifetimes!' Aunt Liu was even harsher, waving a rolling pin and shouting: 'I see you must be raising a gigolo, right? Face scan? Scan your big head! I suspect you sold our faces to the heartless bosses in the city!'

The village chief took the lead in holding a struggle meeting, standing by the pigsty and raising his arms, calling out: 'This kid is too heartless! From 2000 to 5 yuan, the speed of decline is faster than my old mother pig giving birth! I think he’s not eating the money; he’s treating the whole village like food!' The villagers chimed in: 'Yes, every time he scans faces, he smiles slyly; there must be something fishy!' 'I dreamed last night he was hugging a gold ingot and munching on it!' 'I suspect he’s hiding the money in the cellar; otherwise, why does he shake so much every time he hands out money?'

In the middle of the night, the villagers couldn't take it anymore and surrounded you with brooms and shovels. You were so scared you ran out without even pulling up your pants. When you got to the village entrance, you were bitten by Er Laizi's lame dog, yelping in pain. You squatted in a small grove outside the village, shivering, checked your pockets, and found that even that 5 yuan was gone—turns out you ran too slowly and got pickpocketed. You sighed and looked up at the sky: 'Now I really can't play anymore, even the dog is richer than me!'