Song Hua looked at the jewelry shining with money in front of her eyes with a greedy smile.

"Hmph, these will all be mine haha."

Song Hua took out a jade bracelet and put it on her wrist to refract the light, making it very attractive.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and no one doesn't like money. For those who have never had it, money is a fatal attraction.

People, the more they can't get anything, the more they yearn for it.

Song Hua held the mirror and looked at the wrinkled cheeks in the mirror, with a sick smile.

When she is rich, she will find someone to take care of her every day for beauty treatment, go on a trip, drink afternoon tea every day, and occasionally attend some banquets.

After thinking about it, she laughed, and she struggled to untie a necklace from a pile of jewelry and put it around her neck, looking left and right.

It's really suitable, when the two get married, these damn girls will offer it with both hands.

"Jingle Bell."

Waking up from the sweet dream, Song Hua impatiently put down the jewelry in her hand and took out the phone from her pocket.

"Hey, son."

Song Hua put the phone on the table and put it outside.

"Mom, come and save me." Qian Xiong was held down on the gaming table and cried, tears streaming down his face. A man with a short hair was sitting directly in front of him.

The inch-cut man was playing with marbles in his hands, and he was grinning sinisterly.

"Xiong'er, what's wrong with you?" Song Hua stood up anxiously when she heard this.

The hand holding the phone kept shaking.

"Auntie, our Xiong just owes some money, so don't worry."

The tone of the man with the cropped head was oppressive, even over the phone Song Hua was covered in cold sweat.

"We will pay back how much we owe. Don't touch my son."

The inch-cut man smiled happily, but he didn't say anything to signal the people around him to pass the phone to Qian Xiong who was pressed on the table.

"Mom, I...I owe 130 million."

Qian Xiong trembled with eagerness in his tone.

"What?" Song Hua slumped down on the sofa, where did she get so much money?

"Auntie, but only 130 million is worth 130 million because of my good relationship with Xiaoxiong!"

Song Hua's mind went blank, and she burst into tears in an instant.

130 million asked her to go to get a deposit, but the 10,000+ has not worked for the past few days and spends money lavishly every day. Xiaoxiong takes money from home every day.There are less than one hundred thousand left.

"You don't want to lie to us, we have no money."

Song Hua pretended to be a dead dog and refused to admit it. She knew that her son didn't owe so much before gambling.

We all agreed to stop blocking, so why did it start again.

There is no way to kill her with so much money!

"Really? Auntie, listen carefully." The cropped man smiled and stood up and picked up the slingshot handed over by his hand.

Place the marble on top, aim and fire.

"bump."

"Ah~ Mom, hurry up and save me, I'm dying of pain."

Qian Xiong, who had never been severely beaten by the society, was hit by marbles, screaming and crying even more in pain.

"Xiaoxiong, please don't touch my son, please don't touch him." Song Hua cried with tears streaming down her face, and her heart ached terribly.

her son.

"Auntie, hurry up and prepare the money, or the bloodletting will be done next time."

Cun Tou handed over the slingshot, with honorifics in his tone.

Song Hua gritted her teeth, her eyes turned black with anger.

"Young man, it would be too embarrassing for me to spend so much less money."

Song Hua held back her anger, thinking that ten thousand less would be ten thousand.

"Auntie, I thought it was less than [-] yuan just now. There are so many people under my command waiting to eat. You should also be considerate of me."

The inch-cropped man didn't let go at all, and if he finally caught a sheep, he would definitely squeeze it hard.

It's not easy in any line of work these days, especially their kind of work is not seen well, and few people play it these years.

It's not easy to meet a fool, and after earning this ticket, the brothers can change their careers.

He has already figured out how to open a bar, and then the brothers can have serious business.

"Boy..."

Before Song Hua finished speaking, she was interrupted by a scream and quickly agreed.

"I'll give you 130 million and don't touch my son."

The inch-cut man signaled to the brothers that they don't need to hit Qian Xiong's ass with a board.

"Then wait for your good news, by the way, see you tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, the inch-haired man hung up the phone.

Song Hua was anxious to walk around in the living room, all these years because of Qian Xiong's gambling, his relatives have long since stopped seeing each other, and the old man left a dilapidated house long after he died.

Two years ago, she sold the money she earned in Anjia and bought it for a better one. What if she sells it? If the two of them are not married, then she and her son will have no house.

Seeing you tomorrow morning is just asking for money, where can she get it in such a short time?

Song Hua suddenly thought of An Yuannian and hurriedly used his mobile phone to make a call.

"Hello, Aunt Song." The girl's voice on the phone was sweet.

"Nian Nian, save Aunt Song!" Song Hua cried.

"What's the matter, Aunt Song, don't worry and talk slowly."

"Nian Nian, your brother Xiong owes 130 million outside, so give Aunt Song some money!"

Song Huasi shamelessly said that before his son owed 40, it was An Yuannian who paid back [-] more.

This time, she will definitely be able to pay it back for her.

In the car, An Yuannian looked at the screen on the laptop in front of him and rolled his eyes fiercely.

I really think she is being taken advantage of!Go dreaming!

"Aunt Song, my card was frozen by my mother and I have no money." An Yuannian's tone was very regretful, as if she felt very guilty for not helping the other party.

"What? You have no money? No money to go to your mother."

Song Hua's tone was mixed with ferocity, and when she heard that she had no money, she felt heartbroken and didn't even pretend to be.

If there is no money, who will pay it back for her, she will be completely helpless.

"Song...Aunt Song, woo woo woo, you are fierce." The girl seemed to be frightened and cried out.

Ask her for money and still have the face to attack her, just wait, Feng Shui turns and today it's your turn.

Song Hua suppressed her anger, and she still counted on this damn girl to give her money.

"Nian Nian is right..." The phone was hung up before he finished speaking.

Song Hua was so angry that he almost fainted out of breath.

Sitting on the sofa, Song Hua caught a glimpse of the decorations in the box on the table, which had been untied by a third.

She touched the jade bracelet on her wrist and the necklace around her neck with a smile in her eyes.

There is no such thing as an endless road, and someone will give you a pillow when you doze off.

It's not that she didn't take it before, she thought about taking that damn girl's necklace for more than 1 yuan before, but she was not found out.

Later, she took a little bit one after another, but that time she found that she had lost a bracelet and stopped.

The bracelet was exchanged for more than 4 yuan, and all the money was used to buy a house and pay off his son's gambling debts.

Anyway, these are all hers in the future. Does it matter if she takes them away in advance?

Song Hua tidied up all the things and looked inside to carefully select which one was worth.

Anyway, I didn't realize that it was so messy and tangled together before, such a box is much older.

If there is less, she will definitely not find out, why is she worrying so much.

Hesitation will defeat.

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