Siheyuan: Taking advantage of the funeral to collect wool? You're courting death!
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Yan Chou,

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After all, a new radio of the same model cost 250 yuan. Even if you went to the second-hand market to buy a second-hand one, you wouldn't be able to get it for less than 100 yuan.

This thing was in high demand, and there was no need to worry about not having a market.

When Xu Min heard Fang Zhenhua's offer, she was so happy that her entire face was filled with smiles.

"Really?" she asked in surprise. You gave me 40 yuan?"

"This is a friendly price!" Fang Zhenhua smiled faintly. If someone else comes to buy it, I won't give it to them no matter what.”

"Alright, alright, alright. Then I'll take this radio! I don't have that much money on me now. Keep the things for me. I'll send you the money later.”

Xu Min was overjoyed. Although 40 yuan was not a small amount, it was a good deal to buy a radio!

Not far away, Jia Zhangshi heard that the business deal had been completed, and Fang Zhenhua had sold it for 40 yuan, making a net profit of 30 yuan. She was so angry that her teeth hurt!

"Xu Min, don't be fooled! I sold that radio to him. It's only worth ten yuan! He asked you for 40 yuan and earned 30 yuan for nothing!”

Jia Zhangshi shouted at Xu Min.

Fang Zhenhua frowned.

This old woman was really hateful. She actually disturbed his business!

Haven't you heard that cutting off a person's source of income is like killing his parents?

After Xu Min heard Jia Zhangshi's voice, she thought for a moment and then smiled.

"Go to a repair shop in the city center and ask. Any repair costs dozens of yuan. Was Fang Zhenhua's craftsmanship worthless?”

After all, she was also a highly educated person. Xu Min was much more reasonable than Jia Zhangshi.

It was Fang Zhenhua's ability to accept the radio for ten yuan. It was his own business how much he could sell it after it was repaired.

"Big Sister Xu, you're the most sensible one!" Fang Zhenhua said to Xu Min with a smile.”

When Jia Zhang-shi heard these words, she was immediately unhappy.

She moved her fat body towards Fang Zhenhua and Xu Min.

Jia Zhang-shi looked down at Fang Zhenhua and said with a face full of resentment: "What do you mean? So you cheated my family of good things and earned so much money that it's still mine, right?”

She pointed at Fang Zhenhua's nose and said,"Fang Zhenhua, you're too bad! He cheated my radio for ten yuan. I don't care. You have to give me 20 yuan. Otherwise, I won't let you have your way today!”

Jia Zhangshi saw that Fang Zhenhua was making money and was very jealous.

Especially since Fang Zhenhua had earned money from the things she sold, she immediately felt that she had suffered a huge loss.

Fang Zhenhua looked at her coldly and sneered,""Back then, we had an agreement. We'll pay the money and deliver the goods. Whoever regrets it will be a grandson! Are you going to call me grandpa in front of so many neighbors?”

When Jia Zhang-shi heard this, she immediately flew into a rage, jumping up and down as she scolded,""You damned child, how can you say that? Is this how you talk to your elders? What an uneducated beast! It's a pity that your parents died so early and didn't discipline you properly, causing you to become such a thing!”

"I haven't forgotten about Old Lady Qiu from last time!! The last time you were so stingy, your parents would definitely give us some meat. Unlike you, you still have to target my poor grandson. How much can a child do??Petty dog!"

It was this old man's vengeful nature to keep bringing up the past.

Was it over?

Fang Zhenhua's anger flared up immediately.

Damn old thing, do you really think I won't dare to touch you?

At the same time, the system's voice sounded in his mind again!!

Divine level selection triggered.

[Option 1: Endure the insult and remain indifferent to the other party's insults to his deceased parents. Reward: the title of filial son and one pound of flour.]

[Option 2: There is a limit to a person's patience. Teach this old woman a lesson. Reward: Tianyuan Fishing and fishing tools!]!

What was there to choose?

However, at this moment, Fang Zhenhua was furious and could not be bothered to pay attention to the system notification in his mind.

He stood up at once and swung his arm at Jia Zhang-shi's fat face.”He slapped her!

Fang Zhenhua's grip was very strong, directly sending Jia Zhang-shi's fat body back a few steps, and then turned around and fell to the ground with a "putong" sound, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The entire courtyard fell silent.

No one had thought that Fang Zhenhua would actually make a move on Jia Zhang-shi!

Jia Zhang-shi's head was in a daze from the slap. She only felt that half of her face had lost consciousness, and she sat on the ground in a daze.

Not far away, Jia Dongxu, who was in a wheelchair, reacted and roared,""Fang Zhenhua, I'm going to f * cking kill you!”

Seeing that his mother had been beaten, Jia Dongxu was so angry that he pushed his wheelchair over to fight.

However, Fang Zhenhua glared at him coldly, instantly sending a chill down Jia Dongxu's spine.

He instantly regained his senses. If he went over in this state, he would only be asking for humiliation and getting beaten up by others.

"You…What do you want? Big Sis Xu, did you see that? Fang Zhenhua hit my mother, and the street office didn't do anything about it?”

Jia Dongxu immediately asked Xu Min for help.

"Uncles, neighbors, are you just going to watch him do this?”

Jia Dongxu shouted at his neighbors again, hoping to get their help.

Jia Zhang-shi also sobered up a little, sat on the ground, slapped her thigh and began to curse.

Xu Min had a headache, but in her heart, she blamed Jia Zhangshi, this old woman, for being unreasonable.

When you see someone making money, you'll be jealous. You'll run over and ask them to give you more money. You'll even scold their parents.

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