"Really!" Yang Hong was very happy when he saw her tone softened. He hesitated and asked again, "What about the hexagram gold?"
"It's still 30 million, but these 30 million are not for me, all of them have to be donated to charity." Yang Zimei said.
Yang Bai listened on the sidelines and jumped up immediately, "Niuniu, you are stupid, that is 30 million, you actually want to give it away?"
"Dad, this is Niuniu's decision, so don't interfere with it." Yang Qing said from the side, "I support Niuniu's decision!"
"I support it too!" Huang Xiuli looked at her daughter approvingly and said, "It's good to be charitable. Charity can accumulate blessings."
"I support it too! Old man, a thousand pieces of gold will come and a thousand pieces of gold will go away. Our family is living a good life now, so stop greedy for unnecessary money." Grandma also yelled from the side.
"Thirty million! You guys are so generous and want to spend it all. What a waste!" Yang Bai slapped the table angrily and said, "No, I can only donate one million at most. That's quite a lot. Those rich people,
The donation is only one hundred and eighty thousand."
"Grandpa, I won't take any of his money." After Yang Zimei finished speaking, he said to Yang Hong, "Let's go."
Yang Hong happily took Yang Zimei away.
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Returning to the small building where Yang Dejie lived, Yang Zimei raised his eyes and saw that the sinister aura formed by the arrow he had arranged before was shrouded in the entire building. It was gray and full of decay.
spirit.
In addition, there was also a faint black evil spirit gushing out from inside the house, forming two evil spirits that converged, accelerating the evil spirit in the house.
Yang Hong led Yang Zimei inside.
Entering the house, you can see that it is magnificently decorated, the furniture is made of precious rosewood furniture, and almost every furnishing is an expensive boutique or antique.
How much money and wealth did the Yang family plunder and how many bribes did they accept to decorate their home like this?
It is true that not killing is not enough to make the people angry.
"Zimei, no, Master Yang, please help us take a look at the house to see if there is anything wrong with the feng shui." Yang Hong asked flatteringly.
"Well, let me take a look." Yang Zimei nodded slightly, looking from the first floor to the third floor, the more he looked, the more indignant he became.
"Master Yang, is there something wrong with our house? All the furnishings here were originally given by an expert. He said that this would be an excellent Feng Shui Yang house, and that living here would bring prosperity and peace throughout your life. But unexpectedly,
, and now things are happening suddenly one after another." Yang Hong said from the side.
Yang Zimei's pupils shrank slightly. Thinking of the ten years when his vitality was backfired and his muscles and bones were wasted, a wave of hatred surged into his eyes.
These days, she has been looking for the fortune teller who ignored the unspoken rules of his profession, destroyed the Feng Shui magic circle she arranged, and almost killed her.
"Where is that expert?"
"Well, I went to the United States and never came back." Yang Hong replied without noticing the hatred in Yang Zi's eyebrows.
It turns out he went to the United States!
No matter where he is in the world, one day she will find him and settle matters!
Yang Zimei's eyes fell on the phoenix head jade incense burner on the table.
The evil spirit it emits fills the entire room. Even if you don't arrange the evil spirit, the whole family will be affected sooner or later.
Seeing her eyes fixed on the jade incense burner, Yang Hong hurriedly asked, "Is it a problem with the jade incense burner?"