Juanjuan, whose adoptive parents had died, was sold by her uncle for ten silver dollars into the Warlord's Mansion to bring good luck to the severely ill only son, Si Jinchen.
She thought...
Chapter 75 Phonograph
Juanjuan looked down at Jizi and said, "Don't fight for it. I'll draw it for you later."
This time, the chick on the ground not only used its mouth, but also its claws.
While no one was paying attention, Songsong quietly pulled out the paper on the ground and bit it into pieces.
When Si Jinchen and Ma Yang came over, they saw pieces of paper scattered all over the floor. "What happened?"
"Brother, they like the paintings I drew and broke them when they were fighting over them." Juanjuan got down from Madam Si's arms and ran to find the two of them.
"Our Juanjuan's paintings are the most beautiful." Si Jinchen praised with a smile.
Juanjuan smiled happily.
Bailing silently cleaned up the scraps of paper on the floor. If the young master saw the painting that the young lady had just drawn, he would probably say the same thing.
Children's emotions always come and go quickly.
Before, she was complaining that her brother didn’t praise her and had a gloomy face, but now she immediately smiled like a little sun.
The three children saw the housekeeper having someone clean the yard outside, and they wanted to go and help too.
"Okay, okay, I'll get you a broom." The housekeeper had no choice but to get tools for the three children.
Old Madam Si smiled and shook her head. These children just couldn't sit still and had to find something to do every day.
When cleaning the yard, they sweep in front and others sweep behind them.
After the yard was cleaned, the three children saw Wu Ma picking vegetables, so they ran to help her again.
Mother Wu felt like crying. These three little guys were just here to cause trouble. If they continued like this, she didn't know when she would be able to have lunch today.
"Master, Miss, Xiaoyang, can you three leave the kitchen and play somewhere else?"
"Auntie, we are helping you seriously!" Juanjuan picked off the edible leaves and threw the inedible ones into the basin.
Mother Wu wanted to cry, you are not helping, you are making things worse.
In the end, it was Madam Si who came to her rescue: "Juanjuan, Achen, Xiaoyang, do you want to listen to some music?"
Juanjuan nodded: "Listen."
"Wash your hands, let's go listen to some music." Mrs. Si received a grateful look from Wu Ma.
She took her three children to the hall where there was a gramophone, found a vinyl record and put it on it.
After a while of the "sizzling" sound, you can hear the melodious singing.
"Tuber-blooming jasmine, tuberose..." A melodious female voice came from the gramophone.
Juanjuan climbed onto the chair next to her curiously, stood on it and looked into the speaker of the phonograph.
Madam Si walked over to her and supported her: "What are you looking at?"
"Grandma, is there a little person singing in there? Why can't Juanjuan see it?"
"Is she hiding because she's shy?"
As she spoke, she whispered into the speaker, "Come out, we won't hurt you."
Mrs. Si laughed out loud at her amusements: "There's no villain in here. This is called a phonograph, and the sound comes from the record."
As she spoke, she pointed to the black record so that she could see it more clearly.
Juanjuan looked at the black thing curiously: "How can it make a sound?"
"This was recorded and then played back by this phonograph, so you can hear the sound here." Old Lady Si explained to her patiently.
"It's so magical!" Juanjuan's eyes were sparkling.
Lunch this morning was a little later than usual, but everyone knows the reason.
After dinner, Juanjuan and the others went to take a nap.
Madam Si had just sat down to finish reading the newspaper she hadn't finished reading this morning when she saw the housekeeper walk in: "Madam, Madam Liu is here and wants to see you."
"She's alone?" Old Madam Si was a little puzzled. She thought she would never come to see her in this life.
"Yes, she was alone, but she didn't look well." The housekeeper told the truth about what he saw.
"Let her in." Old Madam Si stood up and prepared to greet her.
"Yuehua, I beg you to help me this time." Old Madam Liu couldn't stop crying when she saw her.
Madam Si saw that her face was much more haggard, and there were many silver strands in her hair: "Sit down and talk!"
In fact, she still hadn't figured out what her purpose was in coming to see her today.
Logically speaking, the two families had already fallen out, so even if she wanted help or asked someone to do something, they wouldn't have come to her.
"Yuehua, now the bank and other cooperating businesses are coming to the Liu family to collect debts. We are really out of money."
"If we can't pay the money, we'll have to live on the streets. Can you please help me and the Liu family for the sake of our friendship when we were young?"
Old Madam Liu's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief.
"How do you want me to help you?" Mrs. Si was very calm.
"Can you lend me money? Don't worry, I will definitely pay it back." When Mrs. Liu saw her say this, she immediately stated her purpose.
"It's not that I don't trust you, but given your Liu family's current situation, what are you going to use as collateral? I can't just lend you money for nothing!"
Madam Si is not a fool. If she wants to borrow money without collateral, she can forget about it.
"I'm using the antiques at home as collateral. You know, our master loves these antiques, calligraphy and paintings the most."
"These things are not cheap, so it's not a bad deal for you. You only need to give us one-third of the price."
Old Madam Liu quickly listed the collateral she could offer.
Mrs. Si did not agree immediately, but began to think about it. Antiques are rare treasures in the hands of people who know them, but they are just ordinary things in the eyes of people who don’t know them.
Among the children in their family, only Miao Jiu has dabbled in this. The problem is that he is not here now, so it would be difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
"I can't promise you this right now. I have to wait for Ah Ming and Ah Tian to come back and discuss it before I can give you a reply."
"Yuehua, I have no choice. The price they offered is too low. Otherwise, I wouldn't come to you for help."
Madam Liu wanted to persuade her to agree again.
"I know, but since you're here, I bet you want more than just one or two big yellow croakers!"
Madam Si doesn't understand her yet.
"I want to borrow two hundred large yellow croakers." Old Lady Liu said after thinking for a while.
Madam Si was not surprised. After all, her family had previously given two hundred large yellow croakers to buy medicinal pills.
She lowered her head and blew the tea in the cup, hiding the emotions in her eyes: "Why don't you bring a few things to show me, and if I think they are suitable, I won't hesitate to lend you the money."
"Really?" Old Madam Liu's face was full of joy.
No one in the Si family collects antiques. They can make a few imitations and borrow the money. It will be impossible to pay the money back then.
You have caused our Liu family so much harm, so naturally I will make you pay the price.