"Xiao Yuan is back, didn't you go to work today?"
Back in the alley, a familiar neighbor said hello as I passed by.
Tang Songyuan replied politely: "Yes, uncle, didn't you go fishing today?"
Abo shook his head and sighed: "The weather is cold, how can we fish if the fish don't even open their mouths?"
Tang Songyuan laughed and said: "I think you are weak and afraid of the cold..."
"You're looking for a fight, aren't you!" Abo tried to fight, but Tang Songyuan laughed and dodged.
After returning home, Tang Songyuan didn't feel sleepy, so he checked online for information about nugget gold and sales channels.
Since nugget gold is a naturally formed large gold ore, in terms of actual value, it is more valuable than gold of the same weight.
Among them, those that are of good quality and have certain images of animals, plants or utensils have collection value, and some can even be put up for auction to sell for a higher value.
The piece picked up by Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasty is undoubtedly one of them. Not only does the gold content exceed 90%, but the specific image also looks like a lying tiger. Such top-quality dog-head gold ore must be sold for about It won't be very low.
Unknowingly, it was already noon, and Tang Songyuan then remembered that today was already Friday, and his sister Wei Qing would go home for vacation at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Wei Qing is a senior in Lancheng No. 2 Middle School, and her usual grades are in the upper-middle range. In the words of her teacher, she is promising.
He took the key and went out again. After half an hour, Tang Songyuan had returned from the nearby vegetable market, carrying a lot of Wei Qing's favorite dishes.
Then he got into the kitchen and got busy, preparing a table of feast, and waited for Wei Qing to come home and give her a surprise.
But until it was almost four o'clock, some of the prepared meals were cold, and Wei Qing did not come back.
Tang Songyuan couldn't help but feel worried, so he called her number.
"Hey~! Brother, what's wrong?" After a while, Wei Qing's voice rang on the other end of the phone.
Tang Songyuan frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't today Friday? I happened to be out of work and cooked at home. Is there anything that delayed me at school?"
He didn't ask why he didn't get home in time, but asked if something had delayed him.
Wei Qing replied: "Oh no, my classmates and I work part-time here on Xuefu Road, handing out leaflets for a dime each. After handing out 500 leaflets, I will get 50 yuan. I can call it a day at 5:30 at most." Home."
"Why do you think of taking a part-time job?"
Tang Songyuan said dissatisfied: "Your task now is to study hard and prepare for next year's college entrance examination. Just leave all the making money to me."
Since the death of their adoptive parents, although the two brothers and sisters are not related by blood, they have relied on each other and have long regarded each other as the only relatives in their lives.
"Oh, got it!"
Wei Qing replied aggrievedly, and then said: "Then you have to let me finish today's work. There are only a few flyers left. I'll come back after I distribute them, okay..."
Tang Songyuan stopped insisting and said, "Well, please pay attention to your own safety."
Wei Qing came from the receiver: "Okay, okay, I know..."
Tang Songyuan was about to hang up the phone when a scream suddenly came from the phone, which was obviously Wei Qing's sudden accident, followed by the rolling sound of the phone falling to the ground.
Then the sound started to become noisy, with rough male voices, high-pitched female voices, and various noises mixed together.
Vaguely, Tang Songyuan also heard the sound of Wei Qing crying, and the sound stopped abruptly after a while.
What's going on? This is.
He couldn't help but feel worried about his sister's safety.
So he immediately picked up the key on the table, locked the door hastily, rushed downstairs and got on his motorcycle and headed towards Xuefu Road.
Xuefu Road was not far from where Tang Songyuan and the others lived. Tang Songyuan was anxious and his riding speed increased a bit.
We arrived at the place in less than ten minutes.
Before the car stopped, I heard my sister Wei Qing's voice: "I'll say it again, you bumped into me because you didn't have the eyes to walk, and you even broke my cell phone."
"I didn't ask you to compensate for my losses. It would be better for you to rake the rake first and say that I bumped into you. I barely moved when I was handing out flyers, okay?"
Hearing this voice, Tang Songyuan couldn't help but laugh.
Yes, my two siblings lost their parents when they were still in their teens.
If you just cry if you feel wronged, you won't be bullied to death all these years.
It is precisely because of this that Wei Qing's character gradually changed from gentle to resolute, just like a Sichuan girl who loves spicy food.
"How much is your cell phone worth?"
There were about a dozen passers-by around, and the person arguing with Wei Qing was a middle-aged woman in her forties.
She held a few broken objects that looked like bracelets in her hands, and shouted with a stern look:
"This is authentic Burmese jadeite. Do you understand jadeite?"
"My son spent almost 100,000 yuan to buy it from Myanmar. If you don't compensate me today, this matter will never end!"
Tang, Song and Yuan didn’t know much about jade and jade, but he had super clairvoyance.
The so-called jade bracelet in the aunt's hand was nothing more than a fake made of glass after being judged through perspective.
It's not jade at all.
Wei Qing looked at the broken bracelet on her hand and snorted:
"Just open your mouth and come here. If you say more than one hundred thousand, it's more than one hundred thousand. Besides, we have surveillance here."
"We will find out clearly who hit whom by checking the surveillance..."
As she spoke, she pointed to the surveillance camera at the door of the store on the street.
The middle-aged woman still refused to give up, "Check the surveillance? Is it still necessary to check the surveillance?"
"There are so many people watching here. You were the one who bumped into me just now, and I got such a big gash on my hand..."
"I'm telling you, I'm not someone to be trifled with!"
At this time, someone in the crowd of onlookers said: "You are a very pretty little girl, but how come you have no good heart at all? You hit someone and you still refuse to admit your fault, and you still speak so harshly."
Someone else echoed: "That's right. It didn't happen in the first place. Just apologize and pay some money and that's it. It's really a tough talk."
"At such a young age, I don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young..."
In short, the rhetoric is that whoever is weak is right, and whoever makes a loud and loud noise is the right side.
Seeing this, Tang Songyuan frowned and looked at the camera pointing at the scene.
It was installed by a nearby merchant. From a perspective view, Tang Songyuan could clearly see that the monitoring pipes connected to the interior of the store.
He immediately made a decision in his mind, bought a pack of cigarettes nearby, and walked quickly to the shop.
"Hello, is your boss here?" Tang Songyuan asked as he walked in.
A man in his thirties behind the counter raised his head and said, "That's me. Do you need anything?"
Tang Songyuan offered him a cigarette, but the other party declined.
"Sorry to bother you, but the girl handing out flyers outside is my sister. Now only your surveillance can prove her innocence..."
Tang Songyuan was anxious and simply and quickly explained the situation and his demands.
Unexpectedly, the man was filled with indignation after hearing this, and said angrily: "What are these people blocking at my door? Just wait and I will help you get it right away!"
As the man spoke, he operated the computer on the counter and started to call up the surveillance.
In less than two minutes, the surveillance camera was successfully retrieved. The man thoughtfully adjusted the direction of the screen and motioned for Tang Songyuan to watch it with him.
As expected, Wei Qing was holding a flyer and talking on the phone.
But the aunt happened to be passing by, but she accidentally stumbled and knocked Wei Qing's cell phone to the ground.
When the woman fell to the ground, she felt distressed for three seconds when she saw the broken bracelet.
But when she saw that Wei Qing's phone fell to the ground and the screen shattered due to such a bump from her, her eyes instantly became fierce, with a non-stop attitude.
Then she sat on the ground, pulled Wei Qing's trouser legs and started yelling...
"It's really a slap in the face, and it's shameless to show loose stools..."
The shop owner slapped the table and said, "Here, I'll make a copy for you. Now let's see how she can deny it!"
"Ah, thank you so much!"
Looking at the surveillance footage showing Wei Qing's nervousness when she was slandered by the scoundrel aunt, and then her firm rebuttal later, and seeing her being watched and verbally attacked, Tang Songyuan felt very uncomfortable.
"Yeah, by the way, I have another idea!"
While copying, the shop owner suddenly spoke again.
Tang Songyuan came back to his senses and said curiously: "Oh, boss, please tell me."
The shop owner chuckled, pointed to the big screen on the opposite street and said:
"Did you see that big screen? I happen to know someone from that advertising company. We had a drink together yesterday. For only five hundred yuan, he can play the video for you for ten minutes."
Tang Songyuan thought for three seconds, took out his mobile phone and said: "Money is not an issue, I need to play it right away!"
"If you say five hundred, it's five hundred. I still have some face!" The boss laughed and pointed to the payment code on the counter.
After paying the money, the boss also sent a copy of the video to Tang Songyuan.
At the same time, he called the advertising company in front of him. After some communication, the other party quickly agreed and asked the shop owner to send them a copy of the video as well.
Tang Songyuan was determined and came out of the shop with his mobile phone.
Not far away, there were more people watching the excitement.
The aunt got even more excited. She squatted on the ground and screamed, crying with runny nose and tears:
"Is there any more royal law? Is there any more law?"
"In broad daylight, I hit people, broke things, and bullied the elderly. Oh my God, is there any justice?"
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