"Yes, I have brought it."
"Give it to me."
"Where's the money?" the man asked in a low voice.
"Here. You count it."
Huo Yanyan tossed a canvas bag at him and the man caught it.
He opened the bag, and shining his flashlight into it, he touched the cash to see if it was fake.
Assured the money was real, he handed Huo Yanyan a black earthen jar.
"This thing is very powerful. You must be careful when you handle it."
"I know," said Huo Yanyan.
"You'd better not open it in curiosity, or you'll regret it."
"Stop babbling. Take your money and go." Huo Yanyan was impatient.
Seeing her cold face, the man spoke no more and left with a snort.
Huo Yanyan brought the black earthen jar to her car and drove back home.
When she got home, Tiantian was still up.
"Mom… You're back!"
The kid ran over and hugged Huo Yanyan's leg.
"Yeah," she answered impatiently.
