The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 34 As expected of you!

Also put it in the pile that can be realized.

Song Yi saw that she had finished reading and then spoke.

"Uncle Ming's son was cheated by someone a few years ago and owed a lot of debts. He took his wife and children and Uncle Ming's many belongings with him. He ran away without a trace. All the creditors demanded debts from Uncle Ming. Uncle Ming sold his shop and everything in the house. , still owed a lot of debts, and my eyes were anxious, and calligraphy and painting were in a downturn, so I changed my career."

Fang Zongtang froze and immediately turned to look at Song Yi.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't want his things."

Song Yi glanced at the velvet quilt that was twisted into a ball on the bed, walked over and stretched it out, and said, "Don't you know Uncle Ming's temper? He is a very face-conscious person. If you don't take his things, he will It will all be burned when I look back.”

Fang Zongtang stopped talking.

Song Yi: "Uncle Ming should have specially left it for you, so you can take it. He is living a good life now, and his debts have been paid off a long time ago. Jixiangju is even better than the original Daobizhai business. If his son knows , I will definitely regret it to death."

When she heard Song Yi say that, she felt a little better.I don't regret taking calligraphy and painting, but I start to regret that I only let go of the roadside stall.

"You said the roadside stall I set up for Uncle Ming, will he throw it out?" She asked Song Yi.

The latter glanced back calmly: "It shouldn't be. The snacks you gave Uncle Ming before, he never threw them out in front of you, and picked them up after you left."

She thought about it too.

"How can you say that I have also suffered for ten years? Uncle Ming won't be so angry for ten years, right?" She turned to ask Song Yi.

The latter nodded.

She remembered another thing: "When you went to ask the bodyguard to get something, I persuaded Uncle Ming to sit in the carriage and horse he made for a test drive, and to lie down in the mansion he made to try to see if it was comfortable? He shouldn't be able to Are you angry?"

Song Yi looked at Fang Zongtang silently: As expected of you!

I thought so in my heart, but said: "No, Uncle Ming is a very open-minded person."

Fang Zongtang was completely relieved: "When I go to see Uncle Ming another day, remember to remind me to bring him a roast goose. I remember that he used to like to hold the goose head and eat it when he was fine."

Song Yi: No wonder Uncle Ming told you not to go there if you have nothing to do!
"it is good."

Song Yi brought her the medicine prescribed by the doctor. After watching her take it, he said, "Grandpa likes to eat the side dishes I made. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare them."

After Fang Zongtang lay down, he waved to him.

"Go, close the door." After saying that, he closed his eyes.

Song Yi closed the door with her front foot, opened her eyes with her back foot, and listened to the sound of footsteps walking away with her ears pricked up. She immediately took out the Cady sapphire necklace for a closer look.

Look at the workmanship, look at the cutting surface, look at the dense diamonds, this is not a necklace hanging around the neck, it's like a mansion hanging around the neck.

There are other gemstones that can be realized, and if you take out any one, it is enough for her to fight for more than ten years.

Grandpa is a very disciplined person. Even if the imitations she makes are fake, they are always sold at the price of the imitations, and she is not allowed to make more.Lao Xing Tang, founded by my great-grandfather, took most of the jobs for restoring antiques, calligraphy and paintings, which didn't make much money.

Ten years ago, prices were very high. The job Lao Xingtang took was just enough to make ends meet, and it was impossible to become rich.After my great-grandpa left, there was no one to suppress her, so she used her brains to make a batch of imitations and buried them in the ground. It didn't take long, only half a year, and the fakes could be confused with the real ones.

Some of those things were buried in the yard, and some were handed over to Zhang Xingzu, her younger brother at the time.

(End of this chapter)