Chapter 203: Crying Baby Spirit (1)

"Well, it's worth at least 100 million." Song Xuan nodded and looked at her. "Little eyebrow, if you want to buy this copper plate, I hope you can sell it to me!"
"If Mr. Song wants to buy it, naturally I will not transfer to other people." Yang Zimei smiled.
"Thank you, Xiaomei, as for how much the copper plate can be sold, I can't set it down. There will be an auction in city B next week. I'll help you sign up. If I can bid, I will return I am. "Song Xuan thought for a while.
"Mr. Song, you are my teacher. I ca n’t even give you this set of copper plates. You love it so much. How can I pick up the auction and make you bid?" Yang Zimei laughed.
"Xiaomei, this set of copper plates is very valuable, I'm afraid of losing you." Song Xuan said frankly.
"Mr. Song, the knowledge you taught me is invaluable." Yang Zimei smiled. "I do n’t have any money now, and I ca n’t give it away, so I sell it to Mr. Song for 50 million. What?"
"Little eyebrows—" Song Xuan shook his head, "I can't take advantage of you so much. I'll give you 100 million. It's already a profit."
"All right." Yang Zimei nodded.
"Thank Xiaomei." Song Xuan was very relieved.
This set of copper plates is complete enough to be a treasure of Mo Xuan's town shop!
What's more, this was sold to him by Yang Zimei, to him, the meaning is even more different.
And Yang Zimei was tantamount to picking up this billion yuan, and the mood was happy.
100 million net worth, she is really a little rich person, hehe.
Thinking of the uncle and uncle who had given the copper plate to her, she was a little worried and decided to visit them tomorrow and give them a little more money.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the client who made the appointment came.
Here comes a couple. The male instrument Yu Xuanang looks extraordinary, and the woman is very well dressed, but her face is pale, her eyelids are dazzling, and her eyes are still shivering, and she looks back from time to time, as if behind What follows her.
Yang Zimei opened her eyes and looked at the woman, and she saw a crying baby spirit behind her. The flesh and blood on her body was vague and unbearable.
She hurriedly retracted Tianyan and couldn't bear to look again.
"Hi Master Yang, I'm Tong Liang. I want to ask you to help my wife-" Tong Liang said a little anxiously.
"Well, I know what happened." Yang Zimei asked them to sit down and looked at the woman. "Mrs. Tong, do you often have nightmares and dream about the sound of children crying? Your body is often uncomfortable, Somehow want to cry? "
The Mrs. Tong, who had always had a pale head, heard it, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving grass. A pair of cold hands clutched at Yang Zimei's hand, and said, "Master Yang, save me, these days, I did dream about a child constantly complaining about why I did n’t want her, why I killed her ... "
She was trembling, her face pale and terrible.
Tong Liang hurriedly supported her shoulders and sighed to Yang Zimei, sighing, "Hey, don't hide Master Yang, we had a miscarriage and had a child before. Since my wife had an abortion, this has happened. No I know whether it ’s psychological or really evil. "
"Are you induced by abortion?" Yang Zimei was terrified at the thought of the flesh-tipped baby spirit just now.
"Um." Tong Liang said helplessly. "My child's family has three generations of single pass. When my wife was four months pregnant, the of the fetus was female according to the B-ultrasound. Because I am a civil servant, we can only have one child. , My father asked her to have an abortion and said she must have a son. "
[Solemn reminder: The following chapter or two may cause psychological shadows to those who have experienced miscarriage, please skip the following two chapters and do n’t read it. If you do, do n’t take it seriously, eh. 】