Jiang Suisui and Song Weizhen's guess was correct. Zhao Jiabao no longer had any other way to raise money. After pawning his watch and jade pendant, he went to Lin Yuanzhi to try again.

But as soon as the money was mentioned, Lin Yuanzhi frowned and said, "Jiabao, do you know how difficult it is to get 10,000 yuan in cash? The reason why Dad was able to give it to you so quickly was that he used the funds in the bank first. Now all the cash I have is not enough to fill this hole. I definitely don't have pocket money for you recently. If you are short of money, ask your grandparents first. Dad really has no other way recently."

Zhao Jiabao only saw Lin Yuanzhi's perfunctory and dismissive attitude, but did not see his anxious look.

He secretly curled his lips, said a few words of comfort casually, and quickly slipped away.

Lin Yuanzhi, the ATM, could no longer provide help, and the only person Zhao Jiabao could think of was the Zhao family.

The money was due tomorrow, and he searched his room but couldn't find anything valuable. Although the Zhao family had no shortage of money, they were frugal. If it weren't for his grandparents spoiling him, and if he wasn't willing to ask for money, he wouldn't even have a hundred yuan a month for pocket money.

Zhao Jiabao walked out of the room sadly, looked around, and his eyes stopped at the door of the study.

There are a lot of antiques and paintings in the study. I heard that some of them are worth a fortune. Do you want them?

No, no!

Zhao Jiabao immediately rejected this idea. His grandfather used the study room every day, and old men and women from the compound would often come to sneak in to admire it. The study room was too conspicuous, and if something was missing, it would probably be discovered immediately.

He shifted his gaze towards the bedroom of the Zhao family's elders, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Yes! Grandma seems to have collected a lot of jewelry over the years, including jade, pearls, gold and silver jewelry, all of which are placed in a carved wooden box. He often sees his grandmother opening it to look at it by herself, and occasionally picking it up and touching it, with a look of nostalgia on her face. Unfortunately, the old woman seems to only like to collect it, and he has never seen her wear it.

Zhao Jiabao swallowed and thought, if he only took one at a time, it shouldn't be easy to be discovered.

He acted without delay. It happened that the two elders were out for a sneak attack, and Zhao Weiguo and his wife were not at home either. Zhao Jiabao pushed open the door of the two elders' room in broad daylight and stretched out his evil hand to the jewelry box.

However...the box was locked!

Zhao Jiabao was so angry that he almost threw the box. After thinking for a while, he calmed down and searched the drawers around for a long time, but couldn't find any trace of the key.

Zhao Jiabao narrowed his eyes and suddenly remembered that his grandmother always carried a bunch of keys with her when she went out. It seemed that the key to this box was probably carried by her.

He threw the box back on the table in frustration, causing a clanking sound inside.

·

It was a calm and sunny day when the money was paid, but Zhao Jiabao was shaking like a sieve as he trembled as he handed over 2,450 yuan to the ferocious bully leader.

The bully leader snatched it away, opened it and took a look, then raised his fist to hit him: "So little?! You are fucking kidding me!"

"No, no!" Zhao Jiabao quickly covered his head and explained, "How dare I play tricks on you? Do I want to die? I just can't get any money! I only got this by pawning all my valuable treasures! Please use it for now, and give me some time, and I will slowly get you the rest."

"Slowly?" The bully leader spat and said unhappily, "How slowly? You don't want to delay me for ten or twenty years, do you?"

"Absolutely not!" Zhao Jiabao guaranteed, "I'll tell you the truth. I have to take the remaining money from home slowly and I can't let them find out. I promise that I'll send it to you every few days, one time... one or two thousand each time! In this way, I can pay you back in four installments!"

The bully clapped the more than 2,000 yuan in his hands, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Jiabao with contempt, and said slowly: "I'll give it to you every few days... Forget it, seeing how scared you are, I know you have no ability and can only take money from your family."

"Yes, yes, you are right! I really have no money!" Zhao Jiabao was particularly flexible at this time.

The leader of the bullies: "I'll pay you once every three days, two thousand each time, and you have to make up the remaining eight thousand. The extra four hundred and fifty is interest."

Zhao Jiabao immediately shouted: "What?! There's interest?!"

The bully raised his fist and gave him an unquestionable look: "You've wasted so much of my time, what's wrong with paying me some interest? I'm telling you, if I don't see you every three days, I'll meet you at the door of Zhao's house."

After saying this, he patted Zhao Jiabao's cheek threateningly, then led his men away.

Zhao Jiabao collapsed on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, but soon fell into endless anxiety again.

After receiving the news, Song Wei Zheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, obviously very satisfied.

There was enough time, and he could immediately retrieve the long-lost jade pendant.

·

Three days later, Zhao Jiabao paid the two thousand yuan as promised.

The bully leader counted with satisfaction, told him to continue in three days, and left with his little brother.

Zhao Jiabao wiped the sweat off his forehead and thought to himself, it was worth it that he secretly stole his grandmother's key and went out to make another one based on it.

Unfortunately, the jewelry in the box didn't seem to be very valuable. The day before yesterday, he took a pearl necklace to pawn, but only got a few hundred. He had no choice but to go back and take two more pieces, and only then could he make up two thousand.

Fortunately, grandma didn't seem to notice anything, which made the Zhao family a little bolder.

Two days later, he came to the pawnshop again with a few pieces of jewelry.

The old man in the pawn shop looked at him with a complicated expression, but in the end he said nothing.

At this point, Zhao Jiabao had completely forgotten about the jade pendant he had pawned and only wanted to get the money and be done with it quickly.

Shortly after he left, Jiang Suisui and Song Weizhen rushed to the pawnshop and bought the jade pendant which had just expired that day.

The old man counted the hot money while happily seeing the guests off.

Who cares about the dispute? Anyway, the goods and money are in his hands. Why not make a profit from the difference?

·

After receiving the jade pendant, Song Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

He stroked the jade pendant with mixed feelings.

Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Suisui asked, "What's wrong? Are you not happy after finding the jade pendant?"

Song Weizheng shook his head and said, "The jade pendant was lost and found, but some things that were lost can never be brought back."

Jiang Suunshun felt a little heavy in her heart when she heard this. She comforted her, "At least this is a comfort to Aunt Lan."

"By the way," Jiang Suishun changed the subject, "Aren't you looking for the person who stole the jade? Why don't we capture Zhao Jiabao and interrogate him?"

Song Weizheng chuckled: "Caught? When did you start being a bandit?"

"Then what else can we do?" Jiang Suishun said unconvincedly, "It's impossible to have a friendly conversation with him face to face, right? He will definitely not cooperate."

Song Weizheng said seriously: "Don't do anything illegal. If he doesn't cooperate, then attack him indirectly."

After saying that, Song Wei Zheng rubbed her head and walked forward.

Jiang Suishun straightened her messed up hair and chased after him, saying speechlessly, "Indirect attack? Explain yourself clearly!"

The two returned to school talking and joking, but were blocked at the school gate.

Jiang Suisui looked at the sudden visitor in front of her and felt a little embarrassed: "Hi... Comrade Liang Sihui?"

Liang Sihui stood gracefully at the school gate, wearing a shirt and a long skirt. Her beautiful hair was blown by the breeze, and she looked like a beautiful landscape.

She glanced at Jiang Suinsui and said calmly, "Just call me Sihui. There's no need to be so formal."

After saying that, Liang Sihui turned to look at Song Weizheng, her face slightly flushed, and her voice became softer: "Brother Song, let me see you. How is the injury on your arm? I've been to the hospital every day recently, but I've never seen you. Didn't you go to change the medicine or get checked?"

She looked at Song Weizheng's arm covered by his coat, with a worried look on her face: "Brother Song, take off your clothes and let me take a look at it for you. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the wound is prone to infection. My mother is a doctor, and I have been influenced by her since I was a child. I can also treat minor illnesses and injuries."

After saying that, she couldn't help but take a step forward and raised her hand as if she wanted to check Song Weizheng's arm.

Song Weizheng took two steps back, frowned and said, "No need, I'm almost well now."

Liang Sihui had a helpless expression on her face, as if to say, "Don't be so stubborn." Then she turned to Jiang Suisui and said, "Comrade Jiang Suisui, Brother Song is so careless. As his partner, why can't you be more careful and considerate? Just let him do whatever he wants?"

Jiang Suisui looked at her reproachful expression and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, feeling a little speechless.

"Uh... just call me Suisui, there's no need to be so formal." Jiang Suisui pulled the corner of her mouth slightly and explained, "His injury is almost healed. We will go to the hospital every two or three days. Don't worry."

Liang Sihui looked unconvinced: "But I've never seen you in the hospital before? Don't take this injury lightly. It will be terrible if it gets infected by accident."

Jiang Sui Sui: "Actually... there is a hospital closer to our school, so we always go there..."

"Ah..." Liang Sihui was stunned for a moment, then she tucked her hair around her ears awkwardly, "So that's how it is... I was wondering why Brother Song hasn't come over..."

Jiang Suisui smiled slightly: "So don't worry, Song Weizheng is in good health and recovering very quickly. In two days, even the gauze can be taken off."

"That's good, then I feel relieved..." Liang Sihui paused, as if she had no intention of ending. She hesitated and glanced at Song Weizheng from time to time.

Song Wei Zheng was a little impatient and wanted to interrupt their conversation just now, but every time he wanted to speak, Jiang Shuinshun would pull his clothes from behind and tell him not to speak.

Jiang Suinsui was also sighing in her heart at this moment. Liang Sihui's thoughts were too obvious, so obvious that she completely ignored her existence. But she was Professor Liang's daughter after all, and she had not done anything out of line so far, so Jiang Suinsui could only tolerate it.