"I've had that painting appraised. It's quite old and has some value. I really like it, so I'm here to pay you for it." Su Jinyue pulled a check from her bag and handed it to Ma Xiaojun. Although the painting was just an antique to ordinary people, to cultivators like them, its value was immeasurable.
Ma Xiaojun waved his hand and said, "I gave you that painting as a gift. How could I ask you for money?" Although he had no money, he still had to be honest. How could he ask someone for money after giving something away?
"Just keep it, otherwise I would feel embarrassed to accept the painting." Su Jinyue stuffed the check into Ma Xiaojun's hand.
"Okay, then I'll take it." Ma Xiaojun took the check helplessly and looked at the number on it.
When he saw the numbers clearly, his eyes suddenly widened like bells.
Xia Lan heard the noise and came out of the room holding the child. She was a little surprised to see Su Jinyue, "Why are you here?" Was she asking them for compensation?
"I'm here to give you the money for the painting." Su Jinyue smiled. Looking at Xia Lan's expression, she knew she had the same idea as Ma Xiaojun's parents. But did she look like someone who was so untrustworthy?
"Money for the painting?" Xia Lan walked to Ma Xiaojun in confusion and saw him holding a check in a daze. She moved forward to look at the check in his hand.
When she saw the number on the check, she was stunned. How could it be so much money?!
Ma Xiaojun came to his senses and quickly pushed the check in his hand back to Su Jinyue, "We can't take this money." He had never seen so much money in his life. Su Jinyue's generosity was too great.
"Yes, take it back. We can't accept it." Xia Lan nodded in agreement.
"This is what you deserve. If you don't want it, I'll just return it to you," Su Jinyue said. The painting had been destroyed, so if they really wanted it back, she could only offer something else instead.
"I've already given you the painting. How can I ask you to return it? We can't accept the money either." Ma Xiaojun looked at the check in his hand, still shocked. Giving him such a large sum of money would probably make him sleep poorly at night.
Su Jinyue smiled and said, "Compared to the painting, this amount of money is not much. Just accept it."
"But how can we accept it?" Ma Xiaojun looked at the check in his hand in embarrassment, not knowing whether he should accept it or not.
"Xiaojun, how much is it?" Ma Xiaojun's father asked curiously. It should be 10,000.
"Five hundred thousand," Ma Xiaojun said. When he saw all those zeros on the check, he really thought he was seeing things. It wasn't until he saw the five hundred thousand written in capital letters at the bottom that he was sure it was real.
"What?!" Ma Xiaojun's father stood up from his chair in shock, "We absolutely cannot accept this money, comrade, you'd better take it back." That was five hundred thousand, not fifty thousand, but five thousand.
"Yes, take it back. We will never accept it." Ma Xiaojun's mother was also shocked. Did she really hear it right?
Ma Xiaojun looked at Su Jinyue and said, "You'd better take it back." Their family was short of money, but he couldn't take the money.
Su Jinyue thought for a moment, "If you don't want to accept it, I'll use the money to buy you a courtyard house or a storefront." She had to give them the money anyway, or she'd feel uneasy. A cultivator's biggest fear was harboring emotional grievances; if their state of mind became disturbed, their future cultivation would be affected.
Ma Xiaojun looked at his wife and his parents, "What do you think we should do?" He really didn't know how to decide this matter.
Xia Lan pondered for a moment and said, "How about we take half?"
"I think it's okay to take half." Ma Xiaojun's father agreed.
Ma Xiaojun thought about it, nodded, and looked at Su Jinyue, "Then let's each take a step back and take half." He felt very uneasy about taking half.
Su Jinyue smiled and nodded, "Okay! Then come with me to the bank later." She would naturally not take back that half, but just planned to give it to them in a different way.
"Okay." Ma Xiaojun nodded in response.
Su Jinyue took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Ma Xiaojun, "Here are two health pills, for uncle and aunt, they will feel better after taking them." Although Ma Xiaojun's family is poor, they are a family with strong character. She admires such people very much.
"Thank you!" Ma Xiaojun took the porcelain bottle and handed it to his parents. Although he didn't believe the medicine would be so effective, he was truly grateful for Su Jinyue's kindness.
"Then let's go now." Su Jinyue said.
"Okay!" Ma Xiaojun folded the check carefully and put it in his pocket.
"Xiaojun, let me go with you," Xia Lan said. She had never been to a bank in her life, let alone deposited money, so she wanted to see what a bank looked like.
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