The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 445
Feng Huaying completely kept his ears to the outside world, while handling the gloomy wood carefully with his master, as well as dismissing Pan Hongqi, Uncle Pan and others who came after hearing the news.

Because Liao Mingyuan didn't hold back from showing off to others, and ended up being overly arrogant, and attracted people here, and even brought along a lot of friends who were acquainted, almost making himself difficult to get off.

But the two masters and apprentices are just like misers, they are determined not to let go, and the gloomy wood is used less and less. The ten or so are not much at all, and they will never be found again after being sold.

Faced with so many elders, Feng Huaying was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing that Master would not give in at all, she knew it in her heart, her attitude was not so tough, but she just didn't let go, and spent her whole life trying to fight them tai chi.

"Uncle Pan, you also know that I'm building a house, and the wood is in need, so I really can't sell it."

"Why can't you sell it? If you sell it, you can buy dozens or even hundreds of good logs. It would be a waste of money to use it to build a house." Pan Hongqi was in pain: "Don't do this on purpose just because you don't want to sell it to me. Say, Hua Ying, Uncle Pan helped you a lot back then."

Feng Huaying's heart was moved. When she was in Guangning, it was indeed Uncle Pan who opened the way for her, but it was still very difficult for her to share a part of the gloomy wood. She suddenly understood Grandet a little bit.

So after thinking it over and over, Feng Huaying still decided to refuse, but before she could speak, her master isolated the two of them, very annoyed.

"Go, go, get out, don't use these things to fool my disciple." Liao Mingyuan was very angry: "If you have a dark wood, I don't believe you will sell it. No matter how old you are, you will know how to rely on the old to bully the younger generation!"

Immediately thinking about what happened when I was young, I said contemptuously: "I wanted to buy that piece of gloomy wood from you back then, but you didn't let it go at all, but now you know how to embarrass my apprentice, you have to see whether I, Liao Mingyuan, agree or not."

"That's different. I'll just take a small piece. If you sell it, it will be gone. There are so many Huaying now, so I don't want any more. Just one or two..."

"But fuck you, don't want more, why don't you say you want it all!"

"That's a good relationship. If Huaying agrees, I will try my best to wrap all these ten gloomy trees."

"...How come I never noticed that you have such a thick skin, can you be more shameless?"

"Why are you so cheeky? Isn't that what you said?"

The two old people who combined were more than 100 years old were so childishly arguing there, blushing, like two children arguing, and Feng Huaying couldn't intervene at all.

Every time someone came to express their intention to buy gloomy wood, most of them were blocked by Feng Huaying, no matter how high the price was, they would never consider it.

When Liao Mingyuan's friend came over, Feng Huaying refused at first, but later it might become a verbal battle between Liao Mingyuan and his friend.

Every time Mother Ji heard the price, her heart skipped a beat, and she avoided Liao Mingyuan to persuade her: "With such a high price, it doesn't make sense to sell one or two."

She didn't know how rare the gloomy wood was, but felt that those things were more real in exchange for money.

No matter how good the wood is, it is a dead thing. The money that can make you live a better life is the foundation of life. Isn't the purpose of life is to earn money to support the family?
"Mom, it's a good thing to sell now. After a few years, ten or twenty years, hundreds of millions may be possible. It's too bad to sell it for [-] yuan now." Feng Huaying found another angle to appease her mother-in-law.

But at that time, she will not sell it, but these words are enough to make Mother Ji feel dizzy as if she is stepping on a cloud.

Hundreds of millions?

How much is that?
1 1 yuan!

Mother Ji's breathing became difficult, so much money can't fit in one room, she felt like a dream now, as if she was dreaming, but she pinched her own thigh.

It hurts, it's not fake!
Ji's mother's eyes sparkled in the next second: "If you don't sell it, you must not sell it!"

If you sell it now, it will be a blood loss.

Feng Huaying couldn't laugh, why is her mother-in-law so cute!
On the other hand, the movement in their house is not small. Although it is hidden, Feng Huamei who wanders around the door of Ji's house every day finally understands what Feng Huaying is doing at home, and why people come in and out every day.

"You really don't know what those people are doing at your house?" Feng Huamei now suspects that the child Ji Zeying is playing tricks on her.

She is at home every day, how could she not know what is going on at home, and there are still so many days, is it intentional to ask her to wait outside?
She didn't want to doubt her, that's a seven-year-old child, how could she have such scheming, and it was impossible to see through her from the beginning, but she had worked hard to find out about such a big thing, it didn't make sense that she didn't know.

Ji Zeying Chunliang said: "I don't know. I have to go to school every day and go out to play on weekends. What do I need to know, Aunt Huamei, do you know what those people come to my house for?"

Feng Huamei stared intently at Ji Zeying's eyes, seeing the bottom line, could it be that she was really careless?
She doesn't trust her very much now, and she has to find another way to get the things out, but she still has to continue to coax her, and she can't make trouble. Once it is revealed, the matter will fall short.

It's just that her whole body is almost sour into a lemon. Why did Feng Huaying meet all the good things? God is too unfair.

Could it be that she, Feng Huaying, is God's own daughter?
Feng Huamei no longer placed her hopes on Ji Zeying, she was waiting for an opportunity.

At the end of October, Feng Huaying finally went out, and the three younger ones also went to school, but there was an old man and an old lady at home. This time, the old lady finally let her in, but there were always people around her, and she couldn't help it.

One was opened and the other was still there. Anyway, she didn't have a chance to find it, and finally left in a hurry before Feng Huaying came back.

If Feng Huaying knew the purpose of her coming to her house, there would be absolutely no good fruit to eat. More importantly, if she was alerted, it would be more troublesome to take the pumpkin pot away in the future, and she would definitely be on guard.

She didn't want Feng Huaying to know the value of the pumpkin pot and then sell it.

In her opinion, Feng Huaying didn't know the value of the pumpkin pot at all, otherwise she wouldn't just put the pot on the museum shelf outside, where it would be easy to be knocked over by children and fall to the ground.

She had seen Ji Zeying's insignificant child hit the museum shelf, and the pumpkin pot was knocked into the air. If Feng Huaying hadn't acted quickly, the priceless pumpkin pot would have been smashed to pieces.

It hurts to think about her.

First coax Ji Zeying to shut up, and then wait for an opportunity, she must get the things.

As a result, Ji Zeying had more money in his hand.

Waiting and waiting, at the end of November, she finally got an opportunity, the whole family went out, first Feng Huaying ran out in a hurry, it seemed that there was something wrong with the house, and then Ji Mu pulled Ji Weihe Going out, there is no one at home now.

The opportunity is coming!

Feng Huamei was so excited that she couldn't hold herself back, she managed to stabilize herself, set up a ladder in the hidden corner of Ji's house, climbed up to find the best foothold, the place where the leftovers of wood were piled up in the corner.

Stepping on scraps, Feng Huamei landed safely.

The courtyard did not have the wood that looked like copper and iron that I saw the other day, but it was a pity that I curled my lips, and I was quite cautious.

But relying on her own words, she can't move the wood, and the most important thing now is the pumpkin pot.

Feng Huamei went straight to Ji's study, and when she saw the pumpkin pot on the museum shelf, she stretched out her hand excitedly.

The moment she got the pumpkin pot firmly, a hand appeared out of thin air and pressed on her hand.

"Ah, ghost!"

(End of this chapter)