"This ice-crack porcelain has a smooth surface. They didn't even bother to do any antiquing. It's all traces of industrial polishing and mass production. When did the Southern Song Dynasty become so advanced that it even had mechanized factories?"

"This Guanyin statue is the size of a palm and weighs no more than 50 grams. It is clearly a plastic product, just an empty shell. Do you think Qin Shi Huang would use this to pray to heaven for blessings?"

"This horse-themed screen is even more interesting. In the upper left corner, four simplified Chinese characters in regular script are embroidered by machine, indicating it was used exclusively by Emperor Qianlong. Who was so talented as to use simplified characters to engrave the emperor's reign title?"

Si Jin spoke in a gentle tone, pointing to the antique collection that Grandma Qi usually showed off to others.

One by one, they were criticized for being utterly worthless.

After debunking the fake, he slowly added another sentence.

"It's just a toy to coax kids. The whole cabinet of antiques is worth no more than fifty yuan. Some people actually took it seriously."

"But that makes sense. Old people are like children, they should be coaxed and played with."

As Si Jin spoke, she observed the dark expressions on Grandma Qi and Grandpa Qi's faces.

Just as Grandma Qi couldn't take it anymore and started popping a quick-acting heart pill into her mouth, I raised my hand at the right moment.

Clang—

They overturned the antique shelf that Grandma Qi had treasured for over a decade.

Everything on top crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The scattered fragments were like knives, repeatedly piercing Grandma Qi's fragile heart.

The medicine he couldn't swallow got stuck in his throat, making his eyes water and his face turn red.

In the silence, Si Jin was the first to realize her mistake, and shrugged apologetically: "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I'll compensate you double."

As she spoke, she pulled Fu Linyuan over, took out a hundred yuan in cash from his wallet, and threw it at Grandma Qi's face.

The brand-new banknotes, with their sharp edges, were used to cut Grandma Qi's face, thanks to the divine power.

A tiny cut gradually appeared.

Blood slid down along with the banknotes, finally causing the disheveled Grandma Qi to clutch her chest and cough violently twice.

The quick-acting heart medicine fell to the ground along with saliva, which aroused the disgust of the relatives.

That old lady always tries to take advantage of any opportunity; she's really annoying.

If it weren't for that little bit of money, who would want to associate with her?

Oh right, now they don't even have any money left, all that's left is disgust.

On the sofa, Grandma Qi gasped for breath, almost unable to catch her breath.

His aged eyes, bloodshot and gleaming, stared intently at Si Jin: "You...you..."

"I'm here to offer my birthday wishes." Si Jin paused slightly, then said self-reproachfully, "Look at my brain, I was so busy talking that I forgot to give you a gift."

As he spoke, he placed a small projector on the coffee table in front of Grandma Qi.

I kindly clicked to open it.

The projector slowly turned on, projecting an image onto the white wall of the living room.

Inside is a clubhouse.

Downstairs at the club, Grandpa Qi whispered to another old man, "The service here is really good. The young girls are so pretty and fresh, much better than my old lady back home."

The old man joked, "Are you still alright? You're so old."

Grandpa Qi straightened his back: "So what if I'm old? Can't I touch her? I feel nauseous just looking at her at home. What's wrong with coming out to have some fun? My daughter-in-law paid for it!"

As she spoke, she pulled the old man inside, making him tremble as he went.

The enlarged image stretched across the entire white wall.

This wonderful scene will be presented to everyone without any omissions.

This is a scene that Si Jin unexpectedly received when she asked Xiao Yao to monitor Fu Linyuan's nanny.

He saved it right then and there, just waiting to use it here.

The boy's smile was bright and cheerful. Looking at Grandma Qi, who was about to vomit blood from anger, he gently opened his lips.

Happy 80th birthday, Grandma!

May you enjoy boundless happiness and longevity.