Reborn 1980, she loves her husband so much that she goes crazy

Although she said that, Tang Ximian really had no hope of picking up the missing pieces.

She knew that she could come back and pick up rare medicinal materials at the most critical moment. It was already a blessing from God. Everything was going well now, which was a rare stability. How could she keep so many good things for herself?

The two holding hands along the way was already a very unique sight, not to mention they were so good-looking. Even if many people didn't know them, they were attracted by their looks...

Just when Tang Ximian was about to look at an ancient coin, a person suddenly bumped into her. She couldn't dodge and stumbled, but was held by Chu Jiangchuan.

The other person looked to be in his 50s or [-]s, and he had a crooked leg: "Um, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Looking very uneasy.

Tang Ximian shook his head and watched the man walk away. He subconsciously touched his pocket and jumped up: "Stop, old man!"

rub!

That old boy doesn't have the slightest bit of a cripple in him, he's like a loach with no trace!

Chu Jiangchuan laughed out loud and chased after her.

After all, he was already in his forties and fifties. No matter how fast he ran, he was still no match for young people. Moreover, it was already May and Tang Ximian ran faster because he was wearing less clothes.

Chu Jiangchuan suddenly jumped forward a few steps and performed a roundhouse kick. The man screamed and fell right in front of Tang Ximian's eyes.

Tang Ximian stretched out his hand and picked up the person. He was 1.6 meters tall, and he was lifting a 1.7-meter-[-]-meter tall man like a chicken: "Get out of here! Where's my money?"

"What... what money... I don't know! You beat people! Beat people on the street! I'll call the police to arrest you!"

Chu Jiangchuan dragged him away: "Then let's go!"

The man's expression suddenly changed: "Let me go!"

Tang Ximian walked around him and found a red handkerchief he had stolen and her own money from somewhere.

"Whose is this?" Tang Ximian's voice was crisp: "Look at which of you has lost your handkerchief! The red one with the twelve hairpins on it!"

No one speaks.

The man growled: "Take your money, that handkerchief is mine!"

"You want some shame!" Tang Ximian rolled her eyes at him and said, "Are you blind? Did you steal it from me?"

Such a voice!

The man's face turned red: "Auntie, please spare me!"

"Don't say that, my wife doesn't have unworthy descendants like you!" Chu Jiangchuan took the person away directly.

After handing it over to the nearby police, Chu Jiangchuan returned to Tang Ximian.

Tang Ximian fell in love with a purse. Although it was not a second-hand item, it was very exquisitely made and embroidered with peace, which had a very good meaning.

She once wanted to be happy, but now Chu Jiangchuan often has tasks, and she only hopes for peace.

"like?"

"I want to give it to you." Tang Ximian said truthfully.

Chu Jiangchuan took it off and gave it to her: "I'll pay."

Tang Ximian held him down, paid for it herself, and pointed to a hairpin not far away that seemed old but full of ancient style: "I like this!"

"Oh, little girl, you have such good eyesight. Let me tell you, I am more than 1000 years old..."

"..." Faced with the old lady's self-promotion, Tang Ximian didn't answer a word and just watched her performance.

After talking for a while, the old lady smiled more and more awkwardly: "Ha, ha ha..."

"Hey, did you pick up a red handkerchief?" A woman hurried over with a small leather bag in her hand and a pair of leather shoes on her feet.

He doesn't seem to be short of money.

Tang Ximian nodded: "Madam, what does the handkerchief you threw look like?"

As she spoke, she had already taken out her handkerchief.

"Oh, that's it!" The woman tried to take it, but Tang Ximian dodged it.

"Comrade, please tell us what is in your handkerchief. Only after we check it clearly can we give it to you!"

Chu Jiangchuan also spoke.

The woman curled her lips: "How can I remember it so clearly? I just have a little money, half a catty of food stamps, and a silver bracelet. They are all the same, and I am going to use them to get new ones!"

Tang Ximian had seen it while waiting for Chu Jiangchuan, and knew that what the woman said was true, so he nodded and returned the handkerchief to her.

The woman rolled her eyes: "Comrade, this money seems wrong, right? I remember I had two pieces of land here, why are they gone now?"

Tang Ximian was immediately shocked.

No!

Is this method of blackmailing people available now?

"What do you mean?" Chu Jiangchuan's face suddenly darkened.

Facing Chu Jiangchuan, the woman still didn't dare to do anything nonsense. She just curled her lips and said, "I don't mean anything. If you picked up my things, it doesn't matter if I give you money, but you must tell me!"

Chu Jiangchuan and his wife:? ? ?

are you crazy?

Tang Ximian swiped and took back the handkerchief and things from her hand: "Since there is something inconsistent with it, it proves that the handkerchief is not yours. I'd better hand it over to the police!"

"Hey!"

Seeing that these two people were really about to leave, the woman became anxious: "Isn't it just the money? I don't want it anymore! Give me the things!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't touched this thing. If you say it's missing, then I took it. Let's call the police!"

"This... forget it, I'm sure this is my thing! Maybe... maybe I remembered the money here wrong! Give it back to me!"

"Remember it wrong?" Tang Ximian looked at her steadily: "You'd better remember it!"

The woman originally wanted to embarrass Tang Ximian, but she didn't expect that she didn't follow her own ideas at all. She couldn't maintain her aloof attitude and begged in a low voice: "Sister, I apologize to you, it's really mine. I was just joking..."

"It's a joke. I said calling the police was a joke. It's funny!" Tang Ximian threw down his things without a smile and went to buy a hairpin.

The woman squatted on the ground awkwardly to pick up the things, her face getting hot as the onlookers looked at her.

The man selling gourds on the side looked at the woman's embarrassed look and said with a smile: "You are just joking! If you want to blackmail someone, you have to find out who it is. It's better not to have those eyes of yours!"

On the other side, Tang Ximian picked up the hairpin and looked at it, and smiled when he heard the old man's words.

The stall owner was still boasting, but Tang Ximian interrupted directly: "How much does it cost?"

"One thousand three hundred and eighty three, if you want it, just give me one thousand three hundred!"

Tang Ximian: "...Grandma, do you think I look like a money printer?"

"No!" The old lady looked confused.

Tang Ximian raised her eyebrows and said, "Three yuan."

"Duo Shao?"

The old lady had never seen anyone bargaining like this before, so she pinched her philtrum subconsciously.

Chu Jiangchuan also raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not interrupt.

He saw that the hairpin had small welding spots in some places, so it was indeed not an antique.

Tang Ximian: "Is that much? It's only one and a half yuan, and you won't lose any money anyway."

old lady:"!!!"