I’m a Gangster [Quick Wear]

After the old Zheng and his wife left, Shao Yu closed the door, and Zhang Meiyu wanted to make trouble again.

Shao Yu tilted her head slightly and opened her mouth and said, "Old Zheng seems to be still outside the door."

Zhang Meiyu shut up immediately.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, I heard the sound of closing the door from the next door.

Just when Shao Yu thought Zhang Meiyu was going to continue the attack, who knew she just turned around and went into the bedroom, and then immediately heard the sound of the phone call from the copycat phone in her hand.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in the service area."

Shao Yu listened to the female voice sounding several times. After seeing that it was indeed unreachable, Zhang Meiyu hung up the phone angrily. After a long time, the "didi" inside the room kept ringing. Shao Yu guessed that Zhang Meiyu should be sending text messages. It was sending a message to Shao Ziguang, and even so, Shao Yu did not stop her.

The couple was speechless for a night. The next morning, the two got up and went out together in a tacit understanding, but when they came back, they were shocked by the situation at home.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The house was full of mess, and Shao Ziguang was holding a stack of bowls high in his hand at this time. Seeing Shao Yu looking over, he slammed heavily on the ground.

With another "clang", Shao Yu took a step back and stopped Zhang Meiyu behind him to avoid her being injured by the fragments of the tableware.

"Oh, oh, what are you doing? A good thing, how can it be smashed..." Zhang Meiyu cried and cried. After taking a step forward, Shao Ziguang threw the plate on the ground again.

"I can't get married, so don't think about it. A niece buys a house for her with 600,000 yuan. Do you still have my son in your heart!" Shao Ziguang shouted towards Shao Yu.

"My son, my son, if you have something to say, don't smash things, don't smash, you have to pay for all these..." Zhang Meiyu turned to persuade Shao Yu again, and said, "His dad, you are really a girl. As for buying a house for her? Waiting for her to get married and paying tens of thousands of dollars is not enough, so the neighbors in the neighborhood will not praise us for our kindness and justice."

Shao Yu didn't speak.

Shao Ziguang winked at Zhang Meiyu.

Zhang Meiyu immediately said: "His dad, although the house has been bought under Ziyun's name, it is not impossible to transfer the house. The child has always listened to you. If you tell her, she will definitely be willing to transfer the house to Ziguang, you Look…"

"I'm not watching!" Shao Yu said loudly.

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Shao Ziguang's face suddenly became dark, and his anger surged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You... you're not dead, you really take Shao Ziyun to be careful! Do you think I can't do anything with you?" Shao Ziguang said, and the corner of his eye suddenly saw a vase on the cabinet.

The vase was placed on the top of the cabinet, tightly against the wall. The vase was quietly placed there, and it didn't match the furnishings of the entire room.

Although it is placed on the cabinet, there is not much dust on the vase. Obviously, someone wipes it from time to time. It is the owner's beloved object.

Shao Ziguang's anger started from his heart, and the evil came to the guts, he took the vase directly and said: "You let me lose my wife, I smashed your broken vase!"

"Can't smash!" Shao Yu suddenly changed his face, and rushed to stop Shao Ziguang.

Seeing that Shao Yu was like this, Shao Ziguang felt joyful in his heart. He had threatened his Lao Tzu, and immediately decided to stop.

I don't know if it was because Shao Yu rushed to save the vase. Shao Ziguang was bumped, his right hand suddenly loosened, and the vase fell directly to the ground.

"An antique vase from the Wanli period! You rebellious son, you really dare to smash it!" Shao Yu slapped Shao Ziguang heavily on the face.

The expression on Shao Ziguang's face suddenly froze, and he looked down at a piece of debris. One of them was written "Wanli Fifteen Years". After a daze for three seconds, he asked: "Wanli?"

Shao Yu said: "Porcelain vases in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty can sell for at least 5 million. If you are an unfilial son, you will destroy our family heirloom!"

After scolding his son, he turned to look at Zhang Meiyu, Shao Yu's face was full of pain, and said: "You are used to it, this unfilial son, the heirloom is destroyed!"

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"You lie, you lie! All heirlooms are lying!" Shao Ziguang shouted.

Shao Yu pointed to the fragment on the ground with the sage, and murmured: "Open your eyes and look at it. There are all the money on it, not a dutiful son, a dutiful son!"

Zhang Meiyu was also frightened at this time, pulling on Shao Yu's sleeves and shouting: "His dad, his dad, is this fake? Why did you never tell me that this vase is an antique? Why are you just putting it here like this!"

"I wasn't sure at first. I asked someone to appraise it a few days ago. It is indeed something from the Ming Dynasty. I originally wanted to delay it for two days before telling you. I was afraid that you would be silly. Shao Yu sighed deeply.

"This is not true, this is definitely not true!" Shao Ziguang said.

"Why is it not real? You look at the workmanship, isn't it true enough?" Shao Yu picked up a piece of porcelain and handed it in front of Shao Ziguang.

Shao Ziguang knew nothing about porcelain, but when he was guided by Shao Yu, he felt that the porcelain became more and more exquisite. When he thought that he had smashed five million, Shao Ziguang felt like he was in a nightmare.

Shao Yu covered her heart, as if she was fainting in pain, and said to Zhang Meiyu: "You scold me every day for having no conscience. You scold me for not planning for you. No matter how much I love Ziyun, I can tell who is my own. child."

Shao Yu paused, seeming to relieve the pain in his heart, and said, "With this vase in hand, why do you have to stare at Ziyun’s 600,000 yuan? That was Ziyun’s money, and our family is not without money. Who knows that you two are just staring at other people's things, and your family is unfortunate enough to give birth to such an unfilial son."

"His father, why didn't you tell me earlier..." Zhang Meiyu asked crying.

"With your big mouth, I can't keep it from telling you anything. It takes less than an hour to make the whole community know. When the time comes, others will borrow money from neighbors in the neighborhood for many years. Should we borrow or not? borrow…"

When Zhang Meiyu heard the words, she looked at Shao Ziguang and shouted: "God, how come I gave birth to you, a prodigal son!"

"This vase is really worth five million?" Shao Ziguang's face was pale as paper.

"It's true, if you don't believe me, you can take it to the auction house for appraisal... Could it be that you, I am deliberately tricking you into failure, this is our family heirloom, uploaded from your grandfather." Shao Yu said.

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Shao Ziguang's heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone, and he couldn't move it.

"I originally thought about selling this vase, giving you a bride price, then buying you a new house, mentioning a BMW, and taking the remaining money to find a way out for you, and you will be fine for the rest of your life."

Shao Yu described a false future life. When Shao Ziguang heard "BMW", his heart was hot. There is no young man who doesn't like cars. He thought that if he mentioned a BMW car, he would post a photo in the circle of friends. Then he didn't know much. Have a face.

But at this moment, it was as if there was a hand, grabbed it, and directly shattered all the dreams in front of him.

Shao Ziguang looked at the broken tiles on the ground, feeling like a pile of money flying away in front of him. He couldn't stay at home for a quarter of an hour, so he opened the door and stumbled out.

"My heart hurts, I want to lie down." Shao Yu didn't care about the "antique" broken pieces of porcelain, but slowly walked into the bedroom with his heart, and after closing the door, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.