Chapter 203 Crying Baby Spirit (1)
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"Well, it's worth at least 100 million." Song Xuan nodded, looked at her and said, "Xiaomei, if you want to buy this set of copper plates, I hope you can sell it to me!"
"If Mr. Song wants to buy it, I will not transfer it to others." Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"Thank you Xiaomei. As for the price of this copper plate, I can't decide. There will be an auction in B city next week. I will help you sign up. If I have enough ability to bid, I will return I am." Song Xuan thought for a while.
"Mr. Song, you are my teacher. Even if I give you this set of copper plates, it is not too much. You love it so much, how can I pick up the auction and let you bid?" Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"Xiaomei, this set of copper plates is very valuable, I'm afraid I'll lose you." Song Xuan said frankly.
"Mr. Song, the knowledge you taught me is priceless." Yang Zimei said with a smile, "I'm short of money now, and I can't give it away, so I sold it to Mr. Song for fifty million, how about it?"
"Xiaomei—" Song Xuan shook his head and said, "I can't take such a big advantage of you, I'll give you 100 million, and it's already earned."
"Alright then." Yang Zimei had no choice but to nod.
"Thank you Xiaomei." Song Xuan was very pleased.
This set of copper plates is complete enough to be the treasure of Mo Xuan's shop!
What's more, it was sold to him by Yang Zimei, and for him, the meaning was even more different.
As for Yang Zimei, it was like picking up this hundred million yuan in vain, and his mood blossomed.
With a net worth of 100 million, she is really a little rich, hehe.
Thinking of the uncle and aunt who gave her the copper plate, she felt a little uneasy, and decided to visit them again tomorrow and give them a little more money.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, the customer who made an appointment came.
It was a couple who came. The man was splendid and looked like he had an extraordinary family background, while the woman was well-dressed, but her face was pale, her eyelids were droopy, and her eyes were still flickering and trembling. Something is following her.
Yang Zimei opened her heavenly eyes to look at the woman, and saw a crying baby spirit behind her.
She hurriedly retracted her eyes and couldn't bear to look again.
"Hello, Master Yang, I'm Tong Liang, I want to ask you to help my wife—" Tong Liang said anxiously.
"Well, I know what's going on." Yang Zimei asked them to sit down, looked at the woman and said, "Mrs. Tong, do you often have nightmares about the sound of children crying? Your body is often very uncomfortable. Do you want to cry for no reason?"
When Mrs. Tong, who had been drooping her pale head all the time, heard it, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving grass, a pair of cold hands grabbed Yang Zimei's hand, and hesitantly said: "Master Yang, you save me, these days, I do always dream of a child who keeps complaining about why I don't want her, why I want to kill her..."
As she spoke, her whole body trembled, and her face was terribly pale.
Tong Liang hurriedly supported her shoulders, sighed and said to Yang Zimei, "Oh, let's not hide from Master Yang, we had a miscarriage before, and this has happened since my wife had her miscarriage, no Knowing whether it is a psychological effect, or is it really evil."
"Did you have an induced abortion?" Yang Zimei was horrified when she thought of the bloody baby spirit just now.
"Yeah." Tong Liang said helplessly, "My child's family has three generations, my wife, when she was four months pregnant, the B-ultrasound showed that the sex of the fetus is female, because I am a civil servant, we can only have one child. , my father also asked her to have an abortion, saying that she must have a son."
[Solemn reminder: The following chapters or two may cause psychological shadows to parents who have experienced miscarriage. Please skip the next two chapters and don’t read them. If you really read them, don’t take them seriously, alas. 】