I’m Chasing Rough Guys at 80s

Meng Jun left thankfully, and only realized on the way back that the young couple must have discussed it a long time ago, Suizi didn't rush to express his position, this is how to advance and retreat can be defensive, if he lacks sincerity, just rely on She really might not be able to publish these two books.

Meng Jun wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking of the calm Suizi and Yu Jingting, who looked easy to talk but impeccable in his work, he felt that he had made a big circle on the edge of danger.

"Are young people nowadays so powerful?"

Seeing Suizi and Yu Jingting, Meng Jun couldn't help but think that Fan Huang and Chen Lijun are also a combination of high IQ, and they also have the same combination of inside and outside.

But Suizi's couple is obviously very close and loving, and look at the poor leader, the one who celebrates Chinese New Year was kicked out by Bureau Chen, without even being able to hold hands.

Miss Suizi is not the same as her mother at all. Although she has the same strategy and city skills as her mother, she is much gentler to her man.

Meng Jun suddenly felt sympathetic to his leader, and he didn't know whether he was more annoyed by being kicked out by Chen Ju, or he was more annoyed by seeing Suizi's young couple loving each other.

Suizi ransacked boxes and cabinets at home.

"What are you looking for?" Yu Jingting asked.

"It's not easy to go there empty-handed. I found it."

Suizi turned out a small box from the box.

Yu Jingting recognized it.

This is a small box that Suizi brought from her mother's house when she got married.

Inside was a large black stone.

"Counting it all together, he gave us a lot of things, and it's reciprocal."

Suizi took out the inkstone and nodded with satisfaction.

"He gave you two tattered books that were about to lose their pages, and you returned him a pitch-black rotten stone?"

Yu Jingting was still thinking about buying some gifts with the money his father gave him.

"This is Duanyan, an authentic old pit, the pit is sealed—well, it's not sealed now, but it will be closed in the future."

About ten years later, the pit where the inkstone was produced will be protected and mining will be prohibited.

This also means that this inkstone will increase in value in the future.

"Touch it, does it feel the same as our baby's skin, as delicate as jade?"

Yu Jingting touched it twice, um, it was quite thin.

"But I don't think it's as fine as you. Come on, let me touch it and compare it."

As he spoke, he slid his hand under the man's collar, was grabbed by the tassel, and pulled out.

He didn't take advantage of it, and was slapped by her. Street Liuzi felt aggrieved.

"It's an old stone no matter how thin it is, so it's appropriate to give it as a gift?" he asked.

"To judge the value of a thing, we should not only look at its economic value, but also its humanistic value. For example, if a famous painting is stamped by the emperor, its value will double. If you stamp it—"

"Worth a hundred times?"

"It's useless, no one wants it for free, except me."

"." Yu Jingting looked at her small mouth, feeling very unfriendly.

"This is the inkstone left by my mother. Think about it, can he not like it? This is called matching what he likes."

"My mother left it for you, and you just gave it away?"

"She left me a total of three yuan. This is the most delicate and best reflects our old family motto."

"speak English."

"Oh, this one is the least valuable, in line with the characteristics of our iron rooster who won't suffer even if killed."

Don't ask, asking is the family training that just came to mind.

"Why do you look more and more like our mother now? You are so stubborn. When you first got married, you were still a generous girl."

Yu Jingting remembers that when Suizi first married him, the neighbor asked her to borrow things, and she agreed to borrow anything.

"The word "generosity" should be assigned to whom. I was a fool at the beginning. When I borrowed things, people would not appreciate it, and they would make fun of me behind my back for not knowing how to live."

If she had to live two lifetimes and still be so blind and generous, that would be a waste of time.

Suizi thought that with Fan Huang's status, he would definitely choose the best room, but when he arrived, he found out that it was a twin room.

When Suizi and Yu Jingting came over, they saw Fan Huang dragging a chair from the next door.

"Xiao Meng went out to buy groceries, let's make do in the room."

Fan Huang smiled at Suizi, low-key yet kind.

Suizi nodded, a little alienated.

To her, Fan Huang is an awkward stranger.

Even when facing him, Suozi was a little unspeakably nervous.

She will never forget the anxiety she felt when she called him for the first time.

Although now knowing that the two may be somewhat related, and Fan Huang was friendly enough, the coercion brought by the superior still made Suizi look very reserved.

Fortunately, Yu Jingting, who is familiar with social psoriasis, is beside the stiff Suizi.

"Leader, I'll help you move the chair, why did you think of moving the chair?"

"You can just call me Uncle Fan, don't call me the leader, it's just a matter of birth. There is only one chair in the room, and we can't sit on it."

Fan Huang's tone of voice towards Jing Ting was also very kind, but the look in his eyes was less of the enthusiasm of looking at Suizi, and more of scrutiny.

Thinking of how Lijun praised this kid in front of him more than once, it was difficult for Fan Huang to take a closer look at this kid without a magnifying glass.

Want to see where he is.

"Uncle, do you live in this house? With Meng Jun?"

Yu Jingting pushed the door open and looked at the house, it's really broken.

Two single beds, a table and a crumbling chair.

No wonder the chairs have to be moved from next door, the conditions are really difficult.

"I came here in a private name this time, so I don't want to cause trouble to the place."

Suizi understood what Fan Huang meant, if he came here with great fanfare, all the leaders in the city would have to come.

The reason why I chose this place to meet her instead of going out to eat was because I didn't want to attract attention.

This person is indeed very low-key in doing things, and he really seems to be the helm of a big family.

"Is this okay?" Yu Jingting put down the chair.

I started to move the table by hand, moved the table to the middle of the two beds, and moved the chairs again, just enough for four people to sit.

It's just a few simple movements, but they are very quick, and it can be seen that they have strong hands-on ability.

After moving the table, he extended a warm invitation to Fan Huang who was still standing.

"Sit down, why are you standing?"

Fan Huang squinted his eyes. Does this guy regard this as his own home?

"Thank you for giving me the ancient book. I like it very much. A small gift is not a respect." Suizi put the box in her hand on the table.

Fan Huang just wanted to say that she was too polite, but he was taken aback when he saw the box.

"My daughter-in-law said that you might like calligraphy. It just so happened that this inkstone was left to her by my mother, so she borrowed flowers to present Buddha." Yu Jingting saw that Fan Huang's eyes were not right, and took the lead to break the silence.

I thought it would be better to buy two cigarettes here, the whole broken second-hand inkstone, let's flatter the donkey's hoof!

"Your mother?" Fan Huang looked at Yu Jingting.

"Mother-in-law, this little girl Suizi is always angry with my mother. She is about to be kicked out of the house by my mother, so you want to increase the great revolutionary friendship with my mother-in-law. Don't count on this little girl, just look at me."

This brazen and straight-forward way of chatting amused Fan Huang, who has read countless people.

Thank you for the 10,000 coins of the rifle bullets, plus more