Du Ruo seemed a little embarrassed by what he said. She said, "Okay, just wrap it up for me. I'll just do a good deed for you."
The elder sister-in-law said happily: "Thank you very much, elder sister, your kindness will surely be rewarded."
Du Ruo smiled. She didn't know whether her kindness would be rewarded or not. She would definitely lose money if these two people cheated her out of money.
Du Ruo took out a stack of brand new hundred-dollar bills from his shirt pocket, counted out eight and handed them over.
Perhaps because she had already received the money, the sister-in-law's temperament changed instantly. She checked the banknotes one by one under the sunlight. If she was not sure about the ones, she handed them to the stall owner next to her.
After checking the banknotes, the two men looked at the stunned Du Ruo and couldn't help laughing.
Du Ruo seemed to have just understood something. She stamped her feet angrily, turned around and walked away.
The two people behind him were grinning. The older sister-in-law walked a few steps to the back of the stall, sat down on a bench, and said to the man, "I'm so tired. Next time I'll sell the goods and you go to the front."
The man touched his chin and said, "What on earth is that jade thing? Let's not give it away, shall we?"
He complained again, "I told you to throw anything in there. The iron piece is fine, but you insisted on putting something made of jade in there."
The woman said, "Come on, forget it. The copper hook is only worth a few bucks, and the broken copper jar is fake. If you don't put something to hook the eyes, how can this game still work?"
The man thought about it, nodded, and said, "You're right. I don't think that junk is worth much. There's even a temple gate in the middle. Where can it be hung?"
Du Ruo was delighted. What a great thing! A hairpin with a pavilion, phoenix, boat and figure pattern from the Ming Dynasty. The National Museum had a similar one in its collection and she was very impressed by it.
In fact, this thing is not worn directly on the head, so it looks a bit special.
In the Ming Dynasty, married women would usually comb their hair into a bun on top of their heads and wear a "hair cover" when attending formal occasions.
The materials of "hair cover" are varied, including gold, silver, bamboo silk, and hair, which is called "Di Ji".
The "Di Ji" is covered with a layer of gauze, and various hairpins are worn on it, including "fenxin", "tiaoxin", "manguan", "cordyceps hairpin", "flower and bird hairpin", etc.
It can not only fix the "Di Ji", but also is a very important decoration for noble ladies, called "headwear".
This hairpin with figures of pavilions, phoenixes and boats should be an inlaid ornament on the "fenxin" hairpin inserted in the middle of the "Di Ji".
All I can say is that the couple played with the eagle all day long, and ended up getting their eyes pecked by the eagle.
This trip was worth it!
Du Ruo walked home happily, bought two rice rolls, and brought a roasted chicken home to feed her baby son.
As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, her good mood was half ruined. Han's mother stood at the door of the main house and shouted to Du Ruo, "Second brother, come to my room later. Your father and I have something to tell you."
Du Ruo nodded expressionlessly, pretending to be angry, and said coldly: "Okay, let's see what else you can come up with."
Mother Han's expression froze. After Du Ruo went into the house, she ran in anxiously and said to Father Han, "Oh no, oh no, old man, you guessed it right. I don't know how the letter got seen by the second son's family.
She must have been the one to open the letter. She doesn't look like someone who wants to make peace with the situation. What should I do?"
Father Han said, "Isn't it all the fault of the third son? The whole family is busy. I told him to stay out of the house and wait for the letter at home. But look at him, he's gone again. Otherwise, how could the letter fall into the hands of the second son's family?"
When Han's mother heard Han's father complaining about the third son, she became unhappy. Her eldest son was the apple of her eye and she didn't want to listen to anything anyone said.
Han's mother said, "Why should we be constantly on guard against thieves? I think the second son's wife had some intentions. She must have known about this before, otherwise why would she have been spending so lavishly since last week? She simply doesn't want to live anymore."
Father Han sighed and said, "So now we're in a passive position. Let's give it a try. She'll come over and try to persuade her. You should be gentle and don't be aggressive. If you push her too far, it will be troublesome."
Han's mother nodded. She knew this truth: even a rabbit will bite when it is angry. Moreover, if you push someone into a corner, they will do anything.
Regardless of what they discussed, Du Ruo put the things down, took out a box, and packed the antiques. She planned to sell them all to the boss.
Don't bother two people with one thing. As for whether the boss would overthink it? It's not a big deal. She will always work hard to move up. There will be all kinds of speculation. There is no point in being afraid.
Selling it to the Yuan family is better than looking for buyers everywhere. The more buyers she finds, the more people will pay attention to her. It is better to sell it only to the Yuan family. They are a wealthy family, and her things are nothing.
Du Ruo put the things away, stir-fried some vegetables, tore the roast chicken apart, and gave each person a plate of rice noodle rolls. When everything was ready, she went to the Chen family next door to pick up her son.
Xiaozhe was playing with a toy train in the yard. The child grew up quickly. He had been eating well during this period and Du Ruo had taken good care of him. Xiaozhe's little face had obviously gained weight and his skin had regained its fair and tender color.
He is good-looking, and it should be said that both his parents are good-looking.
Du Ruo is a beauty, and even that bastard Han Ming looks decent, otherwise how could he have "married" into a wealthy family?
When Han Ming was dating her eldest cousin Du Jing, Du Ruo felt that this bastard was frivolous and unreliable.
If her eldest cousin had not suddenly broken off the engagement and slept with her fiancé Zhou Yang at her engagement party, she would not have been able to marry Han Ming.
Thinking of her aunt crying, making a fuss and even threatening to hang herself, Du Ruo couldn't help but sneer.
She had said that year that she agreed to marry Han Ming, and she had repaid her uncle's family for raising her. If they tried to do that to her again, she would not accept it.
I remember that later, her cousin lost money in stock trading, and her aunt came to the studio crying and making a fuss, but Du Ruo didn't pay a penny.
She said, “I can’t do anything to you, but as an older sister, it is my duty to teach my younger brother a lesson.
I have a lot of people under my command, and they can help you discipline him every day. What do you think?"
In the end, her aunt left in anger.
Aunt Du also knew that Du Ruo never showed mercy when beating Du Hai.
Xiaozhe was playing when he looked up and saw his mother. He happily dropped the train and ran over to throw himself into her arms, raising his little face and saying, "Mom, are you here to pick me up?"
Du Ruo gently stroked his little head. Her son was her own, and she said, "Mom bought a roast chicken. Let's go home and eat."
Xiaozhe cheered and took the lead running home.
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