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198. A Bag of Antiques

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"Girl, you have cured my husband, I don't know how to thank you." Da Nao took out a large overlap with a large overlap from the house, "I don’t know how much money should I give you a diagnosis of you

, I have only one thousand yuan here, and I will make some money later and give it to you. "

"Aunt, I don't collect money. If you want to thank me, give me all the copper plates. I like this plate very much." Yang Zimei pointed at the pile of copper plates.

"These broken plates are not worth it." Dasao said a little bit embarrassed, "This is left by the elderly in the family, and it is rusty."

"It's okay, I like this." Yang Zimei walked over and picked up a copper plate. Although the bottom was full of rust, the plate was golden and brilliant.

value.[

"Girl, you are really a good person." Dasao thought that Yang Zimei was thinking for her, fearing that she would not pay for the embarrassment of medical expenses, so she chose these broken copper plates at will.

Yang Zimei smiled.

She is not a good person!

She saved the uncle, but it was a lot of money for the medical expenses of these dozen plates.

However, if she hadn't discovered, these plates were estimated to be a waste.

Thinking of this, she also asked these copper plates with peace of mind, and even took the cat's who was used to feed the cat, and said that she wanted to make up for a set.

There are eighteen copper plates, with different patterns.

Dasao used a marijuana bag to put those copper plates to her, and she was guilty, like Yang Zimei who owed Yang Zimi.

Yang Zimei bid farewell to Dasao, took a few steps with this sack, saw the bank counter not far away, thought about it, took out 3,000 yuan from it, turned back again, and gave it to Dasao.

"Aunt, these money, you can buy some medicinal materials to help your uncle."

Dasao hurried back, "How can this do? You don't accept our diagnosis, we already feel sorry for you, how can we collect your money?"

"Auntie, we have fate, this money will be used as you. When the uncle is sick, you have money at work, and then return me slowly, do you do it?" Yang Zimei said softly.

As soon as Dasao heard it, he shed tears immediately.

Since her husband is sick, she has borrowed money everywhere, but very few can borrow it. When those relatives and friends see her, they either make an excuse to say that they have no money, or just give her closed their doors.

Then, then

Now, this unknown little girl not only helps heal her husband's illness, but also gives herself 2,000 yuan generously. The more she looks at Yang Zimei, the more like Guanyin Bodhisattva.

When Yang Zimei saw that she didn't take it, she put the money on the table, then left, leaving the big sister to be grateful.

I took a bag of copper plates on the bus.

There were more people in the car, and she had to hold a sack in one hand and stood.

"Is there any mistake, your sack dirty and dirty, staining my brand -branded clothes, you can afford it!" [

As the crowd surged, her sacks accidentally touched a fashionable woman next to her. As a result, she covered her nose and scolded, as if Yang Zimei was picking up trash.

Yang Zimei glanced at her obliquely. This woman was just wore a counterfeit goods. She actually pretended that she couldn't afford it.

I just take out a copper plate by myself, and I can buy her tens of thousands of pieces, let alone counterfeit goods.


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