Guan Zheling looked at Aunt Fan and said in disbelief, "Two beds for ten thousand yuan? Aren't you asking too much? We can't even spend ten thousand yuan to buy two brand new beds! A new bed is only one or two thousand yuan!"

Aunt Fan said quietly, "The price you mentioned was before the disaster. Go and have a look now to see if you can buy a bed for more than a thousand yuan. Even if you can, in this weather, see if anyone is willing to deliver it to you."

Guan Zheling knew that the RMB was depreciating and everything was expensive, but she still said unwillingly: "No matter what, these two beds are not worth 10,000 yuan! You are asking for a higher price! Besides, these beds are yours!"

Aunt Fan rolled her eyes and replied, "So what if they're hand-made? This is the price of beds nowadays. Besides, both of my beds are made of solid wood, not plywood, so they're expensive anyway!"

Seeing that Guan Zheling wanted to say something, Aunt Fan waved her hand indifferently and said, "It's over, it's over. If you want to buy, buy it. If you don't want to buy, forget it. It's snowing now. I can keep these two beds as firewood... I'll chop them up someday, and then you won't be able to buy them even if you want to!"

Guan Zhering was furious when she heard this, and she glared at Aunt Fan.

Aunt Fan was unmoved, as if she saw nothing.

Guan Zheling was silent for a moment, then squeezed out three words from his throat: "I'll buy it!"

Guan Zhering also knew that Aunt Fan's request was too high, and she had no choice.

The blizzard has already begun. If you go out to buy a bed now, even if you can find one, transportation will be a problem.

She had no choice but to accept this unequal deal.

After the painful transfer of payment, Guan Zheling said to Aunt Fan with a sullen face: "Okay, the money has been transferred, please help us move the bed down."

Aunt Fan curled her lips when she heard this and replied, "I'm already a 60-year-old, how can I help you move? If you can move it, move it. If you can't move it, find someone to help you move it!"

Guan Zheling's eyes widened upon hearing this, and he asked in disbelief: "You! How could you do this?! Didn't you just say that you could help us move the bed down? How can you go back on your word?!"

Hearing what Guan Zheling said, Aunt Fan rolled her eyes impatiently and replied, "Did I say that? Alas, I'm already old and confused, I don't remember it!"

Seeing that Guan Zheling was about to argue, Aunt Fan quickly added, "Little girl, you see, I'm already an old man. I'm always walking on the road and I can easily fall and break bones... You insist on asking me to help you move the bed. If something happens to me, can you afford the medical expenses?"

After hearing what Aunt Fan said, Guan Zhering was so angry that his face turned red and then white, then white and then black, like an overturned color palette.

She pointed at Aunt Fan with a trembling hand, too angry to speak: "You, you..."

Seeing this, Aunt Fan responded without showing any weakness: "What do you mean by 'you'? Did I say something wrong?! You little girl, you don't know how to respect the elderly at all. How did your family educate you? Is there anyone as ignorant as you?"

Guan Zheling couldn't bear it any longer. She shouted at Aunt Fan with anger and grievance in her voice: "You! You've gone too far! Just wait, I'm going to tell other people in the community, I'm going to let all the neighbors know who you are!"

Aunt Fan almost laughed out loud when she heard that. She shrugged indifferently and replied, "Hey, little girl, don't talk to me so loudly. I'm not in good health... If you make me angry, I'll lie on the ground. I won't be able to get up without 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. You'd better think it over before talking to me!"

Looking at the mocking smile on Aunt Fan's face, Guan Zheling couldn't bear it anymore. She screamed and wanted to pounce on Aunt Fan!

Guan Zheling's boyfriend Zhang Fuqian had been standing aside like a wooden stick. Now that he saw that the situation was about to get out of control, he quickly stepped forward to hug Guan Zheling and persuaded her in her ear: "It's over, it's over, honey, don't make trouble with her, I'll move."