Sweet Wife in My Arms

She went inside. But the shop assistant inside went on doing what she was supposed to do, and no one paid any attention to her. She lowered her head to look at the clothes she was wearing. She realized and also understood.

Looking like this, she really did not like she had the money to come here and buy jewelry. It could be seen with one look. She looked like she came from the mountains and did not even have a set of decent clothes. How could she have money to buy jewelry?

"We are not looking to hire here," said a woman in a black suit, walking over. She was considered to be polite, for she did not throw Yan Huan out because of the way she dressed.

"Do you accept jewelry here in your shop?" Yan Huan asked as she looked up. Her voice was a little hoarse. It was not known if it was because she had just cried, or that it was so cold that even her voice was hoarse from being frozen.

Her face was tightly wrapped and only exposed her pair of exceptionally beautiful eyes to outside. They looked clear and also had a flawless touch that others rarely had.

"Do you have some?" asked the female shop assistant who was not surprised when she heard this. They often had people coming here to sell old gold, as well as gold bracelets, gold necklaces and so on. They even brought gold coins to sell.

Yan Huan held out her hand and there was a strand of necklace in the palm of her hand. The necklace had a ring looped through it. It was a diamond ring.

The store mostly sold gold jewelry which rarely had diamonds.

But real diamonds or fake diamonds could be seen at a glance. They were substantially different whether it was in terms of the workmanship or quality.

The shop assistant took the ring and necklace from Yan Huan's hand, and then took a look at Yan Huan. Next, she took them to test.

The necklace and ring were made of platinum. The diamond on it was a genuine South African diamond. The total price was worth more than 550,000. Although the diamond was small, the cut had a lot of facets on it. It was designed and produced by a well-known designer.

Within a short while, the shop assistant came back again. "These are real. How much do you want to sell them for?" she asked Yan Huan. If she knew her stuff, she would know that the total price of the ring was at least not less than 200,000, not to mention that it came with a platinum necklace. Yan Huan did not need much. She only wanted 20,000 dollars.

"I want....." she licked the corners of her dry and cracked lips and said, "I want 20000. When this ring was bought, it was half a million and the diamond is South African diamond. The ring band is pure platinum. I don't want the necklace, so I can give it to you together with the ring."

She initially wanted to state the origin of the ring, which designer had designed it, and what kind of workmanship was used. But she eventually thought there was no need to say these. She was now basically treating the ring like it was trash. So, there was no use saying all that. It was not possible for her to sell it at five or six hundred thousand. It might not even be possible at 100000.

"20000?" That female shop assistant thought about it, and then discussed it with the store people. Then, she returned with the answer, "You may not sell at 20,000. If you really want to sell, 8000 dollars and not a cent more."

8000? Yan Huan took her own things. 8000 dollars were too little, really too little. She also wanted to leave some for Changsheng and his family. After all, they had took care of her for such a long time. If she could, she also wanted to build up Changsheng's family house. With the little that was left for herself, it was enough for her expenses on the road to go home. As she touched her face, she also wanted to treat her face as well as her leg. She did not want to go see her family with such a face and leg. She could not do it.

But 8000 dollars were too little.

She clenched the ring and necklace in her hand and limped toward outside. But when she walked to the door, she turned back around again, and then extended her fingers. That ring rested properly in the heart of her hand and the necklace still had her body warmth. She currently only had 70 dollars. If she did not have 100 dollars, perhaps she could not even leave this place. Even if she could sell them for tens of thousands more, she could not leave here. In that case, how could she go home? How was she to leave South City. How could she buy a bus ticket?

As a result, she bit her teeth and sold them.

The shop assistant took the ring and necklace from Yan Huan's hand. While at this time, Yan Huan felt like a hand was constricting her heart, causing her stabbing pain. She sucked in her breath and forced herself to endure it. She did not let a single tear fall. She could not cry, yes, she must not cry. She also did not want to cry.

She took over a thick stack of money and stuffed it inside her cotton coat. Then she limped away from here.

When she reached the entrance of that restaurant, the villagers' eggs had not been completely weighed yet. The money was calculated every half a kilo. Some of the villagers did not even know how to add up the bill. They spent a long time calculating the bill before they finally handed the eggs to the other party.

Thankfully, the people in the back kitchen were amiable and patient. Otherwise, they would definitely be a little impatient by now.

Yan Huan touched the inside of her cotton clothes and felt the thick stack of money. She could really go home.

The people, who came out this time, were incredibly happy, because they earned at least three times the money than in the past. The extra eggs were also sold for more than tens of dollars. Everyone was invigorated and pleased. They even felt that the current cold weather also began to warm up.

They even talked as they walked along, saying in the future, no matter how many their families' eggs were, they also did not have to sell them anymore and could just directly send them over to the other party. They wanted the eggs to be fresher the better. It was a pity that the village did not have a good road. Otherwise, the village had so many chickens and could also gather so many eggs, they could even send them over every day. Then the goods would really be fresh. Straight from the chickens' butt, how much fresher could it get? However, there was no other way since they did not know what the road would be repaired. With the current road, if they were to encounter bad weather such as rain or other, they would not be able to enter and leave for a few days.

Wait until after the road was repaired, their village would also have electricity at that time. Those who were willing to spend, could buy a television set. Then they could just sit at home and know everything.

Everyone was contemplating and thinking of better days ahead. They had only sold some eggs and made some money, but they all felt that they had something to strive for in their days. In fact, what they wanted was remarkably simple and also truly little.

As long as their families could live a safe life as well as food to eat and drink, they were fine.

Changsheng handed the money to his mother and also said these things. Changsheng's mother was also happy inside as she listened. It meant that they did not have to worry about selling the eggs from their house in the future.

"Yes, we don't have to worry about selling," said Changsheng cheerfully, "as long as they are eggs from our village, the restaurant will take them all, as many as there are. Not just from our family, the same goes for even the other houses in the village."