After saying that, he was about to take off the bracelet on Old Lady Wang's hand. Old Lady Wang crossed her arms, hid her wrists under her armpits, and looked indignant:
"This thing is a souvenir my mother left me. I can't give it to you."
Zhao Youcai said sullenly, "My grandmother has been dead for many years, and I still miss her. Hurry up and get her out to save me. Otherwise, I'll go to labor camp."
Old Lady Wang was still reluctant to part with it: "This thing must be valuable, otherwise why would Ma Xiulan be so obsessed with it?
To tell you the truth, during the war, your grandmother worked as a concubine for a wealthy businessman to survive. That businessman gave your grandmother this bracelet. Your grandmother had so many children, and I stole this bracelet from her. This bracelet must be valuable. That businessman was very rich, and the one he gave to your grandmother must be a good thing.
Zhao Youcai had also seen that bracelet, it was quite ugly:
"Grandma must have been cheated. Jade bracelets are valuable. They must have been trying to trick her, thinking she was ignorant. They just gave her one made of rotten wood without even a pattern carved on it. What a perfunctory gesture."
"It's Ma Xiulan, that vulgar, rag-picking girl, who likes this kind of thing. I'll give it to her so that she doesn't get tired of waiting and report me to the factory."
Old Mrs. Wang was skeptical. Is this bracelet really worthless?
"Don't give it to Ma Xiulan yet. Find someone who knows the business and ask. If it's really valuable, you can exchange it for money and give Ma Xiulan 500 yuan directly. She will definitely agree."
Zhao Youcai responded, "Okay." After getting the bracelet, he gave it directly to Ma Xiulan. He was too lazy to make that trip.
When Old Lady Wang asked him about it in the evening, he said that he had specifically asked someone who knew about it to look at it, and the person said that it was just made of broken wood and was worthless.
After hearing this, Old Lady Wang finally gave up, thinking that it was a bit foolish of her to treasure a broken wooden bracelet all her life. But then she thought that Ma Xiu Lan was even more foolish, as she didn't want the IOU for 500 yuan but wanted the broken wooden bracelet instead.
Zhao Xingjia had been holding it in for a whole day and couldn't hold it in any longer. This afternoon, he returned to work, feeling distracted and making frequent mistakes. He really couldn't understand why his father did this.
After dinner, he stared at Zhao Youcai angrily.
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