I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Song Qingqing was not slow at all and clicked to accept it directly.

I got a little bit back, not bad.

For the sake of the money, Song Qingqing sent Song Jingzhan an emoticon to keep him hooked, planning to return some of the money later.

Afterwards, Song Qingqing posted the trip on her Moments, and made it visible only to Song Jingzhan.

Song Qingqing would post all the money she spent, especially big money, on her Moments, accompanied by touching, Ziwei-style text.

Ah, the sea of ​​Yaya Island is so magnificent and vast. The sea that my old father had been dreaming about finally made him smile from the bottom of his heart. I am so happy.

Ah, although the price is a bit expensive, it is all worth it when I see my father’s smile.

……

In every post on Song Qingqing's Moments, she was secretly asking for money from Song Jingzhan.

On the other side, Song Jingzhan looked at Song Qingqing's circle of friends and secretly calculated the accounts with his abacus. When he calculated that the 3 yuan was almost spent, Song Qingqing and her husband had no intention of returning, and Song Jingzhan was worried and tormented.

Give more money? Song Jingzhan himself was reluctant to do so. If he didn't pay, he was afraid that his previous efforts to please him would be in vain, and Song Qingqing and the others would come back to blame him. Song Jingzhan was so worried that he didn't sleep well for several days.

Song Qingqing went to the ancient city of Y City after worshipping Buddha in F City and playing for a few days.

After the father and daughter admired the beautiful ancient city for two days, Song Qingqing took Song Baiyuan to the antique street.

"Dad, this antique street is a major feature of the ancient city. We must go shopping there, otherwise it would be a waste of time to come to the ancient city." This is a good excuse for me to make a fortune. I am too poor to do anything, so I must find a legitimate reason to make some money.

"Okay, let's go for a walk. Dad has never been here before, so let's learn something new."

Song Qingqing and Song Baiyuan visited each store one by one. Song Qingqing looked very carefully, hoping to find some bargains, but unfortunately she didn't see anything she liked after visiting more than a dozen stalls. The items she could understand were all fake.

When Song Qingqing walked to the 25th stall, she finally saw a box with a Lumu mechanism.

"Boss, how much is this box?"

"Beauty, you have a good eye. This is a jewelry box of a concubine of the Qing Dynasty, made of yellow pear wood. I'm lucky to meet you today. You can take it for 10 yuan, and we'll just be friends." The stall owner said with a look of reluctance to give up the item.

"Will you sell it for 500 yuan?"

The stall owner was stunned: "..." How can you say such cold words with a mouth of 37 degrees? Even broken bones are not as low as yours. I can bear it even if you have broken bones. 500 yuan, who are you insulting?

"Beauty, did you miss two zeros? This is a jewelry box of a concubine from the Qing Dynasty. It is so precious and valuable."

"No, just 500. Is this Huanghuali wood? Isn't it purple oil wood? I gave you the 500 because of the design of the box."

The stall owner: "..." It turns out that he is not a naive person, but an experienced person. Alas, it seems that I can't make money today. Forget it, forget it, 500 is 500, at least I can make 300.

"make a deal."

Song Boyuan's eyes widened instantly, "..." Is this person so evil? He asked for 10 for something that cost only a few hundred yuan.

Song Qingqing gave the money readily.

The stall owner smiled and said, "Welcome to visit us next time!"

Song Qingqing: “…” This guy is so shameless, he really can’t do this job. He lied to me in front of me and asked me to come again next time.

Song Baiyuan simply took Song Qingqing away, looking like he would never come back.

Later, Song Qingqing spent 500 yuan to buy a copper coin with a sense of history at another stall.

Song Qingqing returned to the hotel, moved the wooden block, opened the hidden layer of the jewelry box, then took out a well-wrapped imperial green jade pendant from the space and put it in. The size was just right.

The next day, Song Qingqing pretended to be excited and told Song Boyuan about this.

"What, you got a bargain?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I was so excited last night that I didn't go to bed until 3:00 in the morning. If I wasn't afraid of disturbing Dad's sleep, I would have told you last night."

Song Qingqing took out the jade pendant and the jewelry box. "Dad, look, this jade pendant is so beautiful in green. It is definitely valuable. I will sell it later."

"Qingqing, could this be a cultural relic? Isn't it illegal to sell cultural relics? Let's not do something that is against the law.

"Dad, look at the workmanship. How can such a delicate and lifelike jade pendant be an antique? Ancient people couldn't make it."

"I'll take it to him later and ask him about it. If it's really an antique, I'll hand it over. If it's not, then we're just lucky."

"it is good."

"Dad, you wait for me at the hotel. Too many people will only attract attention."

"Okay, be careful!"

Song Baiyuan has been feeling uneasy ever since Song Qingqing left. Sometimes he worries that Song Qingqing will be cheated, sometimes he worries that Song Qingqing will be caught, and sometimes he worries that Song Qingqing will be robbed.

Three hours later, Song Qingqing returned to the hotel with a smile on her face.

"Dad, it's not an antique. It sold for 920 million, the jade pendant sold for 900 million, and the copper coin sold for 20."

"So..." Song Boyuan quickly covered his mouth, "A lot?"

"We are lucky, Dad. When I sold the jade pendant, I said it was passed down from your ancestors."

"Okay." Without the influence of the eldest couple, Qingqing would have a wonderful life.

Once, Song Baiyuan recalled Song Qingqing's miserable appearance and her sad and desperate expression in his dream, as well as the faces of Song Jingzhan's family of three, and hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Qingqing, it seems that your elder brother and his wife are unlucky for you. You must never get involved with their family in the future."

"Dad, don't worry. I have seen their true colors. From now on, we will live as father and daughter. If they don't come to provoke me, we will keep our distance." How could someone who takes advantage of others every day give up the benefits so easily? It was only a matter of time before they would confront each other.

"Well, dad will be by your side from now on, don't be a coward."

The two men became rich and went to the capital to play.

On the other side, Song Jingzhan struggled in his heart. After quarreling with Liu Manyin twice, he reluctantly transferred money to Song Qingqing twice, one time for 6000 and one time for 5000.

Song Qingqing didn't ask anything. As soon as she turned around, she accepted it immediately.

Song Qingqing was feeling very happy, but Song Jingzhan's family was in a state of disarray.

Either the washing machine is broken, the refrigerator is broken, or the air conditioner is broken...it's like a plague, nothing goes well.

During this period, Liu Manyin watched the funds flow out one by one and her savings dwindling, and she felt like she was going crazy.

She had to pay for Song Qingqing and her friends to go out and play, she had to pay for replacing electrical appliances at home, she had to pay for the family's food, and Tian Tian had to take care of the baby all day, so she had to pay extra.

Liu Manyin was so tired of being home. For the first time, she felt that it was good for Song Boyuan to be at home.

Song Qingqing and Song Baiyuan played together until August 8th before returning home.

When Liu Manyin heard that Song Qingqing and her friends had returned, she immediately became more active than Song Jingzhan. She brought her husband, children, and good food and wine to Song Qingqing's house to apologize.

In order to get Song Boyuan to come back to do housework, take care of the children and pay for living expenses, Song Qingqing subsidized them with several thousand yuan every month.