A domestic riot was about to begin. Everyone present, including Song Yuanzhi, regarded this daily meal as an entertainment program, waiting to see the wonderful scene where Song Ye was beaten miserably and had to cry to wash the dishes.
Lu Lan raised the broom in her hand high, her eyes were fierce, and she greeted Song Ye without mercy, but in mid-air, her wrist was caught by a cold little hand.
The air froze in an instant, and the atmosphere became strangely quiet. Everyone in the Song family stared at Song Ye in disbelief.
She actually fought back.
"I'm not weak to be bullied, I just care about family ties. If you feel that there is no affection between us, don't drive me away, I can leave on my own." Song Ye's calm words still had no fluctuation, but the content in his words made people laugh. Everyone present felt a storm in their hearts.
Lu Lan's face changed again and again, but the anger that was rising in her chest could no longer flare up in Song Ye's eyes that were so calm that they were almost cold, until the door closed and a banging sound made Song Yuanzhi on the sofa stand up and roar loudly. He got up and said, "You are really treating yourself like an onion. If you have the guts, don't come back to me. You must go outside."
This curse could be heard from far away in the corridor.
Song Ye, who was walking in the middle, twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer.
Song Yuanzhi is not aloof and does not use force on her. On the contrary, he is the person in the Song family who can't tolerate Song Ye's existence the most. He has seen Lu Lan mistreating her harshly for so many years without even blinking an eye. Now she is a doormat. I'm afraid my lungs will burst if I obey.
However, after so many years, she has long lost her expectations for this family relationship. In her eyes, the Song family is now no different from strangers.
The first thing she has to solve now is to fill her belly and pockets.
The town was remote and backward. Not to mention the wool market, there were no ordinary high-end jewelry stores. In my memory, there seemed to be only one store selling jade jewelry near the middle school in the city.
The town is dozens of miles away from the middle school. Normally, children have to take a bus to go to school. However, Lu Lan was mean to her and always made her walk to school. It was called exercising, but in fact it was to save money.
At this time, Song Ye was penniless and had to move forward on her legs. She walked for three hours on an empty stomach. When she arrived in the city, her face was pale, and she relied on willpower to keep from fainting.
When I found the jewelry store in my memory, I found that the store had been closed. It was approaching evening and the store had long been closed.
Song Ye looked at the sunset on the horizon and could no longer walk on, so he rested on the steps in front of the store, holding the original stone in his hand, and sighed softly, this road to rebirth may not be that easy.
While he was sighing, a black car suddenly drove up not far away and stopped in front of Song Ye. The car window slid down, revealing the man's square face, "Little sister, what are you doing in front of my store? "
Song Ye was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the man with a gentle face. He immediately stood up and walked to the car, holding the rough stone in his hands and said softly: "I want to sell this rough jade stone. My family is in trouble, so this is the only stone left. "
A little girl came out to buy and sell raw stones alone, which aroused suspicion, so Song Ye found an excuse. Coupled with her thin and pale face, she really felt like she was desperate and poor.
The man didn't pay attention at first, but when he saw the rough stone in his little hand, his eyes lit up. He opened the car door and took the initiative to come down and talk to Song Ye, "Little sister, your family asked you to take out this thing." Buying and selling?”
"Well, my parents asked me to bring it over, saying that they could cut out the contents and sell them." Song Ye pretended not to understand and timidly answered while guarding the stone.
The man didn't think much, and immediately opened the door of the store and called Song Ye in, "My name is Zhao Zhen. If you don't mind, you can call me uncle. This thing is valuable. You take it and I will prepare the machine and cut it out later." Something.”
"Hello, Uncle Zhao, my name is Song Ye." Song Ye also announced his door and then sat on a chair to wait. During this period, Zhao Zhen poured her tea and brought her snacks.
"Eat something first if you're hungry. It takes a while to unravel the stone." He didn't despise Song Ye just because he was dressed in rags. Zhao Zhen's considerate behavior gave Song Ye a preliminary judgment on his character.
Of course, the final result depends on the content inside the stone.
Zhao Zhen was wearing a suit, sitting in front of the stone dissolving machine and doing it himself, carefully grinding the surface of the black sand leather. It took twenty minutes to open the window with a palm-sized rough stone, which shows his meticulousness and care.
Zhao Zhen's jewelry store is not well-known in Yuncheng. The less famous it is, the harder it is to obtain good resources. In addition, the funds cannot compete with large stores, so the store has been struggling to maintain itself by word of mouth. He has thought about changing careers countless times. He makes a living, but every time he looks at these jade stones, he can't help but feel the desire to like and explore them. Just like now, he is also caring carefully for a piece of black sand leather that is not a good material.
But the next moment, when he saw the flash of green that exposed his flesh, he was so shocked that he could no longer speak.
"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?" Song Ye sat not far away and asked as if he was confused.
After a while, Zhao Zhen opened his eyes wide, smiled, and said excitedly: "It's green, it's green, and the water head is good." Regardless of whether Song Ye could understand these professional terms, after Zhao Zhen said this, I quickly dipped my handkerchief in water and carefully wiped open the window until I saw a whole jadeite in front of me. The crystal clear luster was so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes away.
Even if Song Ye is a layman, he can still see that this thing is valuable.
She sat aside and said nothing. It was not until Zhao Zhen finished the research and calmed down that he took the initiative to ask her, "Xiaoye, did your family say how much this thing would cost?"
Song Ye shook his head, "My parents didn't say anything. They just said that they need some money to live. I don't understand this. Let Uncle Zhao make the price." This is a bit like pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. Even if Song Ye is a layman, he shouldn't be stupid enough to give up. The other party asked for a price, but what she was doing now was testing the other party.
Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, holding the thing with a smile on his face, "This jade is from Laokeng Glass. It is valuable, but it is a bit small when it comes out. Uncle Zhao's shop is also small, so he can't afford that much money. How about your price of 300,000 yuan?" Saying this, Zhao Zhen felt somewhat guilty, because the green apples grown in Laokeng Glass would cost 700,000 to 800,000 yuan even if they were smaller, but he didn't have that much money in hand.
Song Ye knew that the other party was guilty when he saw his eyes dodge, but it was still advisable to observe his character. Thinking of this, she stood up and walked to Zhao Zhen, "Okay, three hundred thousand, but in addition, I also want a jewelry store of shares.”