That night, Xia Xinxin couldn't sleep well because of the necklace. It was almost 11 o'clock, and she heard her mother still walking outside, so she couldn't help pushing the door and coming out.
Xia Shufen also couldn't sleep because of her conscience uneasy. She was picking up the house and dragging it on the ground. Xia Xinxin was very angry and wanted to ask her mother. But looking at her dragging the ground, she pressed down a part of her anger and asked her, "Mom, how much did you sell that necklace? Is there any way to get it back?"
Xia Shufen immediately supported her aching waist because she seldom did housework. She looked back at Xia Xin and shook her head. "It's impossible to take it back unless I have to pool more money to get it back from my friend. However, we don't have money now!"
"How much did you sell it?"
"I don't know much about sales either. I just know that the necklace will definitely sell at a good price. I've just sold it for 100,000 yuan."