After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

"Don't you know?" Yang Hua just wanted to tell her husband what happened in the past few days, but was stopped by her daughter who rushed out of the kitchen.

"Mom, don't tell me!" She didn't dare to let her father know about it, so she could only say gently, "Dad, Grandpa Jin said that your inkstone was too valuable, so he didn't want to accept it, and asked someone to send it back to me. It happened. My colleague was talking about the inkstone that day, saying that he wanted to buy a good inkstone, so I sold this inkstone."

As soon as she finished speaking, the chopsticks in Yan Zhijun's hand fell. After a few seconds of stunned, a burst of rage followed: "You sold my inkstone? You know how valuable this thing is. ?"

"I know!"

"I know you sold it to me!" Yan Zhijun roared, the veins on his neck bursting out.

"Okay, don't shout. It's so expensive!" Yang Hua was frightened by her husband's overreaction, and hurriedly said, "If you sell it, sell it. It's better than giving it to the Jin family in vain. Strong? At least you can still see the money back, if the old man Jin accepts it, he won't be able to get a penny back."

"You know shit!" Yan Zhijun couldn't help but swear, "This inkstone was given to Mr. Jin because Yan Yan wanted to marry Jin Chen. If the two families can form a good relationship with Qin Jin, this inkstone will not be the same. It's nothing. But now that the two of them are out of play, this inkstone can't be sold."

"Why can't you sell it?" Yang Hua defended, "If this marriage doesn't work out, and Mr. Jin accepts the inkstone again, wouldn't you be able to get a penny?"

"That's not what he said. Who is Mr. Jin? He is measured in his heart. If this doesn't happen, he will never accept it!" Yan Zhijun's whole heart was bleeding.

He bought the inkstone from someone. Although it didn't cost 10,000 yuan, it cost several thousand yuan.

At that time, people who knew it said that although you keep this inkstone well, the price will inevitably rise in the future, and it is definitely worth collecting.

But now, his daughter, who made him worry, actually spent 10,000 yuan to give away this inkstone. This is really... really mad at him!

"Do you know that the price of this inkstone can be doubled in the future? It may not only be doubled, but it may be doubled!! Who are you selling it to? Go get this inkstone back to me!" Yan Zhijun shouted.

How could this inkstone come back?

Yan Yi shook her head again and again: "No, I can't take it. It's sold out, how can I want it back! It's a shame!"

"It's okay. You're afraid of shame, but I'm not! This inkstone must be returned!"

This year, 10,000 yuan is an astronomical figure, not to mention tens of thousands of yuan, and it may be 100,000 yuan in the future... How many years will he have to earn so much money to earn it!

"No, don't go." Yan Yi was bitten to death, refusing to go after saying anything.

"You have to go! You go quickly, if you don't go, I... I'm really going to be pissed off!"

Seeing the quarrel between the father and daughter, Yang Hua was helpless, so he could only say clearly: "Stop arguing, that inkstone was smashed by your daughter..."

"What?" Yan Zhijun looked at her in astonishment.

"Oh, I'll just say it straight." Yang Hua couldn't help it anymore, so he just told the cause and effect of that incident directly.