Hong Yanwu's kiss became more and more intense, making "Tang Xin'er" almost suffocated.
She finally turned her face to avoid it, and then pulled out an arm, breaking away from Hong Yanwu's arms while trying to persuade him to stop.
"Don't be anxious... just wait, okay... don't... don't, don't! It really can't be done now, Quanzi is still here... If you really want to, you have to wait for Quanzi to leave..."
Unexpectedly, Hong Yanwu ignored her at all and continued to kiss her head and neck with heavy breathing. His hands began to become dishonest and became more and more wanton.
"Tang Xin'er" was so embarrassed that she could only try to bounce around and comfort Hong Yanwu like a child.
"Don't make trouble! Be obedient! Be good, be good! I have some good things to show you... I won't lie to you, really... I also have a small box..."
But despite "Tang Xin'er's" repeated efforts, Hong Yanwu turned a deaf ear and continued to go his own way.
How can this not work? Huh! If you don’t eat the toast, you will be fined!
"Tang Xin'er" suddenly became angry. She simply stretched out her hand, reached for the "soul-killing needle" on the shelf, and gave it to Hong Yanwu fiercely.
Okay, this guy! The taste is not as good as "Leizi"'s "electric baton".
Hong Yanwu said "Ouch", and his desire immediately subsided and he regained his self-control.
But seeing him grinning and rubbing his shoulders, "Tang Xin'er" was so angry and funny that he couldn't help but taunt him.
"Are you comfortable now? Why don't you listen to me? I've turned against you! If I want to deal with you, everything here is ready..."
At this time, Hong Yanwu blinked his eyes and looked at the pile of various things on the shelf. When he thought about "Tang Xin'er" again, the corners of his eyes started to twitch and his brain hurt.
What can he do? A good man doesn't want to suffer the consequences. He can only endure the humiliation of his weak husband and behave honestly while smiling.
In fact, having said that, the most suitable place to take care of your wife is on the bed. Since the home court is unfavorable, it might as well wait and fight again later.
As the saying goes, "A gentleman stays up all night to seek revenge." Well, there are times when he is happy anyway!
But after all, "Tang Xin'er" is really not lying. As expected, there is really a heavy small box hidden under the floor tiles in this room.
Seeing how secretly it was hidden and how much it contained, Hong Yanwu made a rough guess without opening the box.
"You don't have gold bars here, do you?"
"Tang Xin'er" responded with a smile.
"I'm obsessed with money! But you're quite smart! Open it and take a look. It's my master's thing. It's not just gold bars."
Maybe people with evil intentions in this world all have similar ideas. In fact, the items stored in this box by "Sister Agou" are basically similar to the items Hong Yanwu hid in his home in his previous life. They are all used for escaping in emergencies.
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The only difference is that apart from ten gold bars and a small bag of diamonds, Sister Agou's box contains more types of cash.
Five ocean envelopes, one thousand US dollars, one thousand pounds, five thousand Hong Kong dollars, and even a brand new second set of two thousand yuan.
According to "Tang Xin'er", there used to be a pocket pistol and several passports in the box.
However, after "Sister Agou" passed away, "Aunt Bao" secretly burned her passport, and she didn't know she threw the pistol into the ditch.
As for why "Tang Xin'er" wants to show these things to Hong Yanwu now, apart from the fact that she has made a lifelong decision and doesn't want to hide her affairs from him anymore, there is another meaning.
I just want to discuss with him whether we should convert all these ocean and foreign currencies into RMB.
Hong Yanwu knew that "Tang Xin'er" was interested in this idea because someone was buying "Dayang" outside.
They were collected by some southerners who went all over the country to do the "smuggling" business.
In these days, the RMB is not recognized outside at all. People who run these businesses in Wenzhou and Guangzhou, in addition to bartering, have to rely on the "ocean" currency to trade with the outside world.
Naturally, Hong Yanwu immediately vetoed it, and by the way, he also gave "Tang Xin'er" a financial management lesson.
"Daughter-in-law, are you crazy about money again? Let me tell you, I know about the collection from Dayang. Those southerners are so shady. They charge the money at twenty or thirty, and it is worth at least a hundred yuan in their hands.
What's more, Dayang is becoming more valuable as it is kept. It has the properties of an antique and can appreciate faster than bank interest. Can we suffer this loss? Wouldn't it be stupid to exchange it? Foreign currencies are also the same. With these US dollars, British pounds, and Hong Kong dollars
, we can buy anything at the 'Friendship Store'! Can we change it into RMB? Besides, the exchange rate is low now. Do you understand the exchange rate? Anyway, let me tell you, you always like to save notes and send them to the bank to earn interest.
That’s a trick that old ladies know how to do, and you’ll suffer a loss! Knowledge, the knowledge that is ahead of society, is the foundation for us to make a fortune, do you understand?”
Hong Yanwu's new words were all unheard of, and his principles were all the same. This made "Tang Xin'er" unable to object at all, and she felt quite conflicted.
On the one hand, she was happy that her husband knew so much, but on the other hand, she hated that Hong Yanwu was so arrogant. So this made sense. She rolled her eyes at Hong Yanwu and had to praise him and continue to ask for advice.
"I know you know a lot, okay! Then let me ask you again, what should I do with these two thousand yuan? Do you think I can still spend it now? I have wanted to take it out to buy things several times, but I just didn't dare...
"
But she never expected that Hong Yanwu would laugh at her even more this time.
"Oh, let me tell you. Of all your things, these two wads of banknotes are the most valuable. You have to believe me and hold on to it. In twenty years, you will see, it won't be as valuable as yours.
Everything else in the box. I’ll pay you 20,000 yuan, okay?”
"Tang Xin'er" suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"Is it true? Isn't this just two thousand yuan? I don't know if it will be scrapped or not? Besides, it's been twenty years, why are you so sure..."
Hong Yanwu started to yell again.
"It's not unfair at all to say that women are prodigal. What I just said, knowledge, insight beyond society! You have none of it! Let me tell you, your two thousand yuan is not an ordinary two thousand yuan, it is the second
Set of RMB. Especially the ten-yuan one, which was printed by the Soviet Union, is also called "Su Ten Yuan". It itself has extraordinary commemorative significance. And because it has only been in circulation for ten years, it is still extremely rare in existence.
.This is in line with the saying that "things are rare and valuable". Do you know what is the difference between us? In your eyes, this is an ordinary two thousand yuan, but in my eyes, it is just two hundred.
Zhang Dalong stamps, two hundred Mei Lanfang souvenirs! Do you understand? Ask yourself, can the amount of money on the stamps be the same as the real market? The same goes for your banknotes..."
"Tang Xin'er" has already fully enjoyed the benefits of stamps. She made at least one somersault on all the stamps she bought from Hong Yanwu.
Originally, she had wanted to sell them for a long time, but Hong Yanwu assured her that it was far from time yet. Sure enough, the market for those stamps is still rising steadily. This has convinced her of Hong Yanwu's vision.
Now that she heard this, she naturally became restless. She was so happy that she picked up the two stacks of RMB and looked at them carefully. She really regarded them as rare treasures.
"Daughter-in-law, please be gentle with your hands. Let me remind you, the value of this thing of yours lies in its good condition. If it is damaged, it will greatly reduce the price..."
While he was showing off, Hong Yanwu suddenly discovered that after "Tang Xin'er" took away the banknotes, a photo was exposed under the box. Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but take it over and take a look.
But with just such a casual glance, my mind immediately became confused.
It was so strange! The content in that photo was so unbelievable! It was so dazzling for him and himself.
Hong Yanwu quickly rubbed his eyes, but he didn't expect that when he looked again, he saw that he was right!
This time, he was stupid.
What's going on?
It was an old photo from the past. It showed a man and a woman in fashionable clothes, sitting very intimately at a coffee table.
The woman was holding a cigarette in her hand, and the man was lighting a match to light the cigarette for her.
Needless to say, the woman is "Tang Xin'er"'s master "Sister Agou", but that man...how does he look...so much like his third uncle who never returned home?
"What are you looking at? You are so fascinated..."
Just when Hong Yanwu's mind was in confusion, "Tang Xin'er" quietly came over. Seeing that he was fascinated by the photo, he took the initiative to explain to him.
"...Ah? Look at this photo. My master said it was taken in the Tkachenko Brothers Cafe, the largest restaurant in the French Concession in Shanghai... Look at my master's cheongsam, it's beautiful
Isn’t it pretty? I really want to try one on, but it’s a pity that no one wears this kind of clothes anymore…”
As soon as Hong Yanwu came to his senses, he immediately asked.
"This man, who is this man?"
"Tang Xin'er" hadn't noticed anything strange yet, so she curled her lips contemptuously.
"This man... Hi, Li Jia. This is the only man my master has ever been attracted to. Unfortunately, he is also a heartless man. Alas! My master doesn't want to see this photo, and she can't bear to burn it, so she throws it away.
Get into this box..."
But she didn't expect that her inadvertent joke would make Hong Yanwu very anxious and blush.
"Don't be ridiculous! Do you know his real name? Do you know what he is called?"
"Tang Xin'er" was startled and couldn't help but be stunned.
"What's wrong? You're making such a fuss..."
Hong Yanwu suppressed his anxiety and explained.
"Hey, you don't know, I think he looks very much like my third uncle. My dad showed me my third uncle's photo!"
"Tang Xin'er" was stunned for a moment and quickly denied it.
"No...no, you must be mistaken. I heard Master mentioned that this person's surname is Lu and he is an underground party..."
But when he heard this, Hong Yanwu's heart really "thumped"!
What a coincidence, your surname is Lu? This is right again!
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