The aunt came forward with a smile on her face and wanted to reach out to grab Yang Zimei's arm.
Yang Zimei ducked slightly, avoiding her hand, and said coldly, "Auntie, we don't know each other that well."
The aunt looked at her dirty hands, wiped them on the front of her clothes, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm so happy to see you."
Yang Zimei pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Girl, take a look. This bowl was dug out of my backyard. It must be an antique. I'll sell it to you. It doesn't cost much, so just give me 300,000 yuan."
The aunt put the bowl in her hand in front of Yang Zimei and said.
"Haha, aunty, do you think our innocent face can be deceived? Three hundred thousand? Just now I clearly saw you asking someone for one hundred thousand. What?"
Xia Mo sneered at the side, "Is this broken bowl of yours made of gold or silver? It costs 300,000? You might as well rob a bank."
"I don't want to talk to a girl like you who doesn't understand antiques and has no vision. I'll talk to her now."
The aunt was very dissatisfied with Xia Mo's sudden interruption. She glared at her fiercely, put on a smile and said to Yang Zimei, "Otherwise, I'll suffer a little loss, even one hundred thousand. Your uncle is very ill now and needs money for medical treatment."
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"I'm sorry. I'm a kind person and I never like others to suffer from me. You'd better sell this bowl to others. I don't have any money."
Yang Zimei said coldly.
"Hey, girl, how could you have no money? You can spend 100 million, how can you not have 100,000? For the sake of our acquaintance, just buy this bowl from me."
The aunt shouted.
"I know you, but that doesn't mean I want to be your victim."
Yang Zimei pulled Xia Mo and said, "Let's go over there and look at chicken wings and stuff."
"Can't leave!"
The aunt blocked Yang Zimei's way, suddenly threw the bowl in her hand on the ground, then sat down on the ground, crying loudly, "Come on, someone broke my antique bowl on purpose!"
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People around him gathered around to watch the fun.
Yang Zimi was sweating.
She didn't expect that this aunt would actually use this extremely despicable trick to get money from herself.
"It's her, it's her who broke my antique bowl and refused to give me money. Wuwu, my man is seriously ill in bed now and urgently needs money for medical treatment. This antique bowl is our life-saving money. This girl won't buy it."
It’s just that I poured my bowl over, but I broke my bowl on purpose. Woo hoo, I can’t live anymore, I’m going to die..."
The aunt pointed at Yang Zimei and wailed.
Other onlookers who didn't know the truth looked at Yang Zimei with strange eyes and criticized him one after another.
"Really, this girl has good eyebrows and good looks, but to do such a thing is really chilling."
"That's right, forget it if you don't buy it. Why break other people's bowls? It's so vicious."
"It's really too much. If you look at the school uniform, you are a student of Nancheng Middle School. Go tell the principal and the teacher."
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Yang Zimei was disgusted by the wicked aunt's way of complaining first.
I really can't understand how the aunt who seemed so honest and honest back then could become such a bad person.
Xia Mo was furious on the sidelines. She jumped up and shouted, "She is lying. Just now she asked us to buy a broken bowl for 300,000 yuan. Of course we refused to buy it, so she threw it to the ground on purpose."
Hearing Xia Mo say this, the others looked at the aunt again.