After a bumpy day, Xiao Yuntong and his father came to a rough stone yard.

There are stones of various sizes and shapes in the grounds. Most of the people walking and watching in the stone field are elderly middle-aged people, and many are young handsome guys who learn art from their elders.

Xiao Yuntong followed her father while walking, some stones were not only ugly, but also very rough, she touched the stones with her hand, and there was a feeling of thorns.

"Dad, this stone is ugly and cuts your hands." Xiao Jingxian knew that a stone like this that resembled the bark of a tree, although it felt prickly, it was highly gambling.

"The boss makes an offer."

At this time, the boss came over and covered his hand with a piece of flower cloth. When Xiao Jingxian saw him coming, he hurriedly put his hand under the flower cloth. After a lot of comparison, the price was finally set.

"Daddy, this stone is so ugly......"

"Girl, don't look at this ugly appearance, maybe it will be a priceless treasure inside."

"Daddy, I'm going to pick one for my birthday as well." Under the guidance of his father, Xiao Yuntong also chose a brown reckless stone for himself.

The midday sun sets and the sun casts dappled shadows through the gaps in the leaves. Stepping on a seal the size of a copper coin, Liu Yuechan walked back and forth, an embroidered handkerchief twisting on her fingertips.

"The master is back." Hearing the thick footsteps, Liu Yuechang's heart also became heavy.

Ren Cailing looked at Liu Yuechan, who was crying and red-eyed next to her, and gently reminded: "Sister, you have to endure it, the old man has asthma, don't let the old man be too excited." ”

"Hmm." Liu Yuechan nodded sullenly.

"Sir, are you back?" Seeing her husband, Ren Cailing hurried up to meet her.

"Well, I'm back." He was very satisfied with the few stones he brought back from this trip.

Ren Cailing held her husband and asked about the situation of this trip. Seeing his mother, Xiao Yuntong also enthusiastically poured out what he saw and heard on the road like beans.

"Sir!" As soon as she returned to the main hall, Liu Yuechan began to cry.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Jingxian glanced at her and said angrily.

Today's Liu Yuechan neither rubbed rouge gouache nor lowered her lips, her face was pale and dull yellow. "Master, help, save Jinbiao." She fell to her knees.

Speaking of his youngest son, Xiao Jingxian was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "He is fighting with people again? ”

Liu Yuechan stared at her husband's face in a panic, for fear that if he was unhappy, she would be crushed. "No, it's a shop, it's all gone!"

"What?!" This news undoubtedly thundered in the clear sky, and it pierced his heart.

It turned out that in order to prove that he was more capable than his eldest brother, he used eight shops as collateral to buy a popular financing fund in Shanghai, called Xinhuile's stocks. Now, Fang Qi is still in the hands of others, and he who wanted to make a lot of money has now become nothing.

"Dad, I was wrong!" Suddenly, the unkempt Tang Jinbiao knelt down in front of him. When my son grew so big, it was the first time he confessed his mistake to himself. A trace of warmth rose in Xiao Jingxian's heart. If the prodigal son does not change his money, if he can buy the lessons of life with money, and he can have more certainty of victory in his later life, wouldn't it be a good thing. He was about to stretch out his hand, but suddenly retracted again. Xiao Jinbiao, who is usually arrogant and uninhibited, really realizes his mistakes?

"Say! How did you get the deed?! Xiao Jingxian shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes." Xiao Jinbiao looked at his mother with thief eyes, and couldn't say for a long time.

Liu Yuechan buried her head in her chest and replied in a low voice: "Master, it's me, I gave it to him!" ”

"You, you!" Xiao Sanxian covered his chest, and his breath was like a hard stone stuck in his throat. In this way, Xiao Yuntong asked people to help his father to the room to minimize his stimulation.