Huang Agui said embarrassedly: "You didn't say... that's the benefit..."

Zhou Ziyan smiled and replied, "Is it good? By the way, what kind of benefits do you want?"

Seeing that Zhou Ziyan was smiling and silly, Huang Agui seemed to be unable to admit his claim. He was a little anxious and shouted: "You said, you said, that 600,000...that is nothing to you."

Zhou Ziyan smiled again and said, "Yes, 600,000 is nothing to me, but these 600,000 are not a small amount. Even if I want to give it to you, I have to be famous. Yes! Otherwise, in this world, how can I take care of so many people who die of illness and starvation every day?"

Zhou Ziyan did say that hundreds of thousands of yuan is nothing to him, but now the Jiang family's family affairs and the company in Baige Group are in a mess, and Huang Agui just made up this incident. If Mrs. Huang directly said that Jiang Xueyan was her biological daughter, no matter what the result was, the money would not be wronged.

However, for the sake of his daughter's future, Mrs. Huang denied it and even said that she had never given birth to a daughter. If Zhou Ziyan gave the money, wouldn't she cause trouble for Jiang Xueyan again?

So, this money is nothing to Zhou Ziyan, and he cannot be given.

What Zhou Ziyan said was to "be famous for his master" because of this.

"You...you don't keep your word..." Old Man Huang was angry and anxious, but helpless, and was extremely disappointed for a moment.

Zhou Ziyan didn't want to continue talking, but at first glance, she saw the old lady Huang who lowered her head and cried, Zhou Ziyan felt a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, Zhou Ziyan said: "Originally, I can't give you this benefit anymore. However, Aunt Huang's disease is not untreated. I can't give you this medical expenses and money, but..."

Huang Agui was stunned and immediately saw a glimmer of hope. He quickly said, "This, I know... I know, I can write you an IOU and find something to mortgage..."

"Come to write an IOU, find something to mortgage..." Zhou Ziyan pondered for a moment before asking: "What are you going to mortgage me..."

Without saying a word, Huang Agui turned around and rushed to the inner room quickly. He probably rummaged through the boxes and cabinets inside. While making a fuss, he also asked loudly: "Old woman, old woman, the small box you don't even let me touch on on weekdays. What treasures should be there? Where are you putting them?"

While crying, Old Mrs. Huang replied, "Agui, forget it, there is nothing valuable in my box, it's just a little thought left to me by my dead sister. Why do you... make things difficult for Mr. Zhou!"

But as soon as Mrs. Huang finished her words, Huang Agui was already carrying a very worn wooden box.

Zhou Ziyan looked at the wooden box and it was very simple. It was basically made of several of the most ordinary wooden boards, about twenty centimeters high and wide, and about thirty centimeters long and short. He had never even painted the paint, but the surface was very smooth. I think it was often held in my hands.

As soon as Huang Agui came out, he said to Mrs. Huang impatiently: "Old woman, take the key quickly..."

Old Mrs. Huang said tearfully: "There are really a few relics left to me by my elder sister. You don't know, my elder sister has something valuable to me, and you give it to Mr. Zhou. Isn't this... Isn't this harmful to Mr. Zhou?"

In the eyes of Mrs. Huang, there were a few worthless things to be used as collateral for Zhou Ziyan, and Huang Agui had no ability to redeem them from Zhou Ziyan again. This was not a harm to Zhou Ziyan.

But Huang Agui was in charge of that. He held the box with one hand, freed up his hand, reached straight to Mrs. Huang's chest, reached into Mrs. Huang's neck, and pulled a red rope hanging around her neck.

Old Mrs. Huang wanted to stop it, but she had no strength to stop it. Huang Agui grabbed the red rope and with just exerted force, the red rope fell into Huang Agui's hand. In the middle of the red rope was a small copper key, which should be used to open the lock on the small wooden box.

Huang Agui took the key and immediately opened the lock on the wooden box. However, Zhou Ziyan stretched out his hand, held the box, and said coldly: "Uncle Huang, you have to consider it. If you do this, I may not get you money!"

Huang Agui had already stabbed the key into the keyhole, but when Zhou Ziyan said this, Huang Agui was stunned and stopped suddenly. Looking at Zhou Ziyan, hesitantly said: "Young Master Zhou, you..."

Zhou Ziyan said coldly: "You are not only an incompetent father, but also not worthy of being a competent husband. To my friends, I can't see what morals you will talk about. Humph, you have to think about it... The things in this are priceless for Aunt Huang, but perhaps it is worthless to me..."

Zhou Ziyan's meaning was obviously that she didn't want Huang Agui to use the things in his wife's box as collateral. After all, the things in this box were a relic left to her by her relatives, and it was of great significance to Mrs. Huang.

But Huang Agui smiled embarrassedly and said, "Young Master Zhou said yes, I'll look at the assembly. She has never let me see it for so many years. I can't say it's true that there are really good things inside, and it's not certain."

Zhou Ziyan has already said that as for whether to open it, Zhou Ziyan should not stop it too much.

After Zhou Ziyan withdrew his hand, Huang Agui quickly twisted the key, opened the lock, and slowly opened the box. However, as the box slowly opened, Huang Agui's face gradually became disappointed.

The box was completely opened and the things inside were exposed. In addition to a few old envelopes, there was also a neatly stacked handkerchief, and a copper long-lived lock with only half a piece.

Envelopes and handkerchiefs are naturally not worth much, but the half-copper long-lived lock is a bit dazzling.

Seeing Zhou Ziyan staring at the long-lived lock with his eyes straight, Huang Agui smiled, held the long-lived lock in his hand, and smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, this is quite heavy, I'm afraid it's not a piece of gold..."

Old Mrs. Huang said in tears: "This lock was left to me by my sister. Isn't you aware of my sister's situation? She has to have such a big piece of gold and she has cured her illness long ago..."

Zhou Ziyan took a deep breath, took his eyes back, turned to look at Old Lady Huang, and asked, "Aunt Huang, can I ask, this half copper lock is really left to you by Aunt Huang's sister. What's the situation in their family... what is the situation now?"

Old Mrs. Huang shook her head slightly and said, "It's gone. That year, my sister's family was full of floods... all... I'm the only one left. Later, my sister was infected with the epidemic again and had no money to treat. This is the only relic she has left..."

Zhou Ziyan nodded and asked again: "So, there is no one in their family... Then what did she tell you in the end?"

Old Mrs. Huang shook her head, thought for a while before she said, "Before my sister died, she only told me one thing. She said that her child was unable to take care of her when the flood came. For this matter, she could not close her eyes after she died..."

Zhou Ziyan sighed and pondered for a long time. Zhou Ziyan had seen the other half of this copper lock, and it was still preserved because it was Da Jun's relics!

Zhou Ziyan promised Dajun that if he had the chance, he would help Dajun find his parents. When he saw this copper lock, Zhou Ziyan was 99% sure that Dajun had been looking for his parents for so many years, that is, Mrs. Huang's sister and brother-in-law.

Unfortunately, Dajun's parents and family are no longer there, and Dajun's only relative is Mrs. Huang, the aunt.

Zhou Ziyan sighed deeply and said, "So, Aunt Huang, you will come to our Jiang family with this lock tomorrow morning, okay?"

Seeing that Zhou Zi's words seemed to have a different meaning, Old Mrs. Huang said in confusion: "This... should have nothing to do with Miss Jiang..."

Zhou Ziyan smiled faintly and said, "This has nothing to do with her, but you always remember that there is no need to hide it, just a generous past."

"This..." Old Mrs. Huang was a little hesitant, but seeing that Zhou Ziyan was speaking firmly, Old Mrs. Huang had to nod.

After explaining this, Zhou Ziyan stood up again, turned to Huang Agui and said, "Uncle Huang, you must remember it well, try to get it earlier. Also, you should avoid touching Aunt Huang's things."

When Huang Agui saw Zhou Ziyan telling Mrs. Huang that he must bring the half of the copper lock, he knew that there must be a lot of things on this side. Maybe it is really a money tree that can make a fortune. At that moment, Huang Agui carefully put the half of the copper lock and handed it to Mrs. Huang, and specially told Mrs. Huang to put it in a careful manner.

Zhou Ziyan said goodbye to Huang Agui and Old Lady Huang, drove the car out of Zhangjia Alley, and went on the main road. Then he took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was almost four o'clock, and it was only about two hours before dawn.

At that moment, Zhou Ziyan took out Yang Jun's number and called.

Obviously, Zhou Ziyan's phone call disturbed Yang Jun's good dream. Yang Jun asked dissatisfiedly: "Little Radish Boar, what's the matter? Are you still alive in this early morning?"

Zhou Ziyan smiled and said, "Brother Jun, tell you something..."

Yang Jun said angrily: "Speak quickly if you have something to do, and don't swear. Have you asked me to help you with an old man?"

Zhou Ziyan smiled and replied, "No, this time it's really a good thing. Dajun's parents have a settlement!"

"What..." Yang Jun obviously jumped out of the bed and almost shouted: "What the hell is going on? Tell me quickly!"

Zhou Ziyan told Yang Jun about the fact that he was at Huang Agui's house and the other half of Dajun's relics that matched the half of the copper lock in Dajun's relics. At the end, Zhou Ziyan also said specifically: "I see that the broken opening of this copper lock must match Dajun's. So, I want to invite you to come over for this matter and let's deal with this matter together."

Yang Jun was happy and regretful to find Dajun's parents. Zhou Ziyan asked him to come and deal with Dajun's affairs together, so Yang Jun naturally would not refuse.
Chapter completed!