"Third brother, what's so powerful about this stone?"

Hearing Yan Zhiyu's question, Yan Yihuan suddenly became alert.

"Hey, let me tell you, this rare thing is worth a lot of money! When I bought it -" he raised two fingers, "but I spent this much!"

Yan Yiqing asked: "Eight pieces?"

"Brother 꺶, you really know how to joke! Hahahahahahahaha..."

Yan Yihuan smiled to himself for a while, then said seriously, "It's eight digits! Isn't that awesome?"

Others: "......"

Yan Yihuan was still complacent.

"A few days ago, after finishing the competition, I met an old Taoist priest wearing sunglasses on the roadside. He stopped me and said that I was a man of talent and wanted to show me the treasures he had collected for a long time-"

"Yes, it's this stone!"

"The old Taoist priest told me that this is a meteorite that came from outer space and contains extremely magical energy... In short, it is a very powerful meteorite! I was shocked when I heard this. I should buy such a good thing! I must buy it!"

"So he asked the old Taoist how much it cost, and the old Taoist gave him an eight on the spot."

"I thought, man, this is too cheap!"

"So, I put all the money in my bank cards together, which totaled more than 10,000 yuan, a good eight figures. I asked the old Taoist priest if this was okay, but the old Taoist priest just stared at me and didn't say anything for a long time, which clearly showed that he was unwilling."

"I understand, after all, a stone as magical as this is a bit cheap at just over 10,000 yuan."

"So he borrowed another two million from his friends. Speaking of the two million, brother, when he asked you to borrow five million, you refused to lend it to him. Humph. Seeing him take the money, the old Taoist nodded, took the bank card, and stuffed the stone into his arms."

"When I raised my head again, the old Taoist priest was gone."

"Later I thought that this old Taoist priest must be an immortal who had achieved enlightenment and sent this meteorite to me. Otherwise, how can we explain his sudden disappearance? After all, who else can run so fast except our little fish? Only an immortal can do it!"

Yan Yihuan spoke vividly and excitedly.

Just as he was about to finish, he noticed that the surroundings were completely silent.

"——Please, are you guys listening to me? Why aren't you responding——Hey, why are you all looking at me with such strange eyes?"

Yan Zhiyu: “…”

His third brother is probably a fool.

Yan Fangwei whispered to Yan Yiqing, "Brother, luckily you didn't lend money to Third Brother, otherwise, he would have been defrauded of another 5 million... But his friend still lent him 2 million, so the total loss was 12 million."

"When I asked Yihuan what he wanted the money for, he just kept it a secret, saying that he wanted to buy something good, and refused to say anything else—" Yan Yiqing held his forehead with his hand, his temples throbbing, "I had a feeling that it was not a good thing, so I didn't give it to him."

Yan Ke and Ji Dongyu gave Yan Yiqing a thumbs up.

"well done!"

Yan Yiran's eyes almost rolled up to the sky and he lowered his voice.

"The old liar made an eight gesture, obviously he wanted 800 yuan, right? In the end, who knew that he met a fool with a lot of money, and he directly gave an eight-digit number! At that time, the old liar stared with his eyes wide open, he must have been stunned--"

"Why are there such fools in this world?"

"As for the fact that he looked up and disappeared after giving the money... It was obviously because he was afraid that Yan Yihuan, the wronged man, would regret it! After all, you can earn one or two million just by picking up a broken stone from the street and talking. It can inspire anyone to run away!"

As he said this, he glanced at Yan Yihuan.

"But this fool still doesn't know that he has been deceived."

When he met Yan Yiran's gaze, Yan Yiran narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, A'ran, this expression of yours is so familiar! Every time you look at me like this, I curse you in my heart!"

"Yan Yihuan, do you have any common sense?" Yan Yihuan finally couldn't help cursing, "This kind of thing of unknown origin may cause fatal radiation pollution! From now on, you are not allowed to take garbage home casually!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? This is a meteorite that contains magical power, how can it be garbage--"

Yan Yiran put the stone into the box expressionlessly, then turned and walked away.

"You need to take it for testing immediately. It's better not to keep dangerous items like this at home for a long time."

"——Hey, hey, what are you doing with 놖's stone? Don't go! This is 놖's birthday gift to Xiaoyu. Not only did 놖 spend all of his assets, but he also owed 2 million!"

Yan Yihuan wanted to rush up to stop Yan Yiran, but was stopped by the others.

Yan Yiran's words reminded them.

They don't want to die on a piece of unknown stone!

After failing to stop him, Yan Yihuan sat in a corner with his hands on his chest, sulking. Only after Yan Zhiyu repeatedly assured him that if the test was fine, she would treasure the stone did his expression improve a little.

But he still muttered, "How could there be a problem? This was sold to me by an old Taoist priest..."

When Yan Yiran came back, Yan Yihuan stared at him and snorted coldly.

Yan Yiran ignored him.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yan Ke quickly jumped over to smooth things over.

"Let's continue! Next, it's time to light candles and make wishes!"

......

After the lights in the living room were turned off, candles became the only source of light.

"Little Fish, let's make a wish together!"

Yan Zhiyu nodded and closed her eyes.

After a while, she quietly opened her eyes again and looked at the person next to her.

Yan Fangwei's profile was enveloped in the warm, dim candlelight. She closed her eyes devoutly, clasped her hands on her chest, and curled her eyelashes, casting a faint shadow on her beautiful face.

Smiling, Yan Zhiyu also made a wish silently in her heart.

She hopes that the Yan family can be happy forever, never be entangled by any disease or suffering...

After blowing out the candles, the lights in the living room were turned on again.

Yan Fangwei touched Yan Zhiyu's head and smiled softly: "I hope my wish can come true, and I also hope Xiaoyu's wish can come true."

Yan Zhiyu nodded vigorously.

"Sister, yes...our wishes will come true."

When it was time to cut the cake, Yan Fangwei held the knife and looked left and right, unwilling to let go. In the end, Yan Zhiyu took over the job, took a few photos of the cake, and cut a piece for each person.

The sweet milky flavor spreads in the mouth, and the cream and cake wrap around the tongue, making my mood even better.

After eating a few bites, Yan Zhiyu's gaze fell on the cake for a long time.

Her eyes were lowered, hiding the emotions within. It was unknown what she was thinking at the moment.

......

The Yan family was laughing and joking, when suddenly a voice broke through the noise and came to their ears: "Dad, Mom, first brother, third brother, second brother and sister... Actually, there is something that I have never told you."

Startled, they looked towards the source of the sound.

Yan Zhiyu took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision.

"Actually, 놖 is not the Yan Zhiyu you know... 놖 is just Xiaoyu."