Chapter 44 The Unrivaled Woman 1

"Sister, are you all right? It is said that you have made yourself miserable again? Is the leg healed? Bai Lingling said after waiting for my negative answer, "I already knew that my sister's legs can't get better. Why should I make myself so miserable? Can't I rest at home? It is said that your intestines have flowed out this time..."

"Spirit, stop talking." The black ticket interrupted Bai Lingling's words: "Sister, are you all right?"

I look at the black ticket as if it is across thousands of mountains and rivers. It seems that I have no manhood in my life. But then again, why did the government recruit 250 civil servants like Bai Lingling? Saying something can make people smoke her.

Sure enough, Zeng Jin was angry, "What are you talking about?"

"Zeng Jin."

I stopped Zeng Jin and turned to Bai Lingling and said, "Let's go when the wound in my abdomen is scab."

"It's your acquaintance."

The peacock swaying his buttocks and went out immediately. It seems that I don't want to stay for another second. The black ticket followed the responsible look, and it was this expression again - annoying. It's hard to say anything. You have to change like this. No matter how hard it is, you have to say no. I hate this kind of thinking that I am the protagonist of TV and self-righteous.

"Who are they?" Yang Chao asked.

"Friend?"

"Where are you going?"

"Roble."

"I want to go too."

"You don't go to work."

......

There are two people accompanying me in the ward. Apart from one of them, they look pleasant to the eyes.

"Yang Chao, I think the purple clay pot in your grandfather's hand is quite good."

"No, that was Chen Fanyu's purple sand pot in the early Qing Dynasty. My grandpa is so precious."

"Is it worth it?" I care about his price.

"It's not worth it. Let's go up to 500,000 yuan."

Oh, my God, 500,000 is enough for me to earn a lifetime, so I hate the children of rich families most. My complete values and outlook on life are not at the same level.

"Do you like it?" Yang Chao was not happy to see me.

"I like it, you know me." I didn't say it angrily.

"My grandpa's is not good, but I have an uncle to do it. Why don't I fix it for you?"

Yang Chao began to think seriously.

"500 yuan is fine. I can't afford the above."

"You, or I'll help you make up for what's not enough."

Actually, I don't know that even a modern well-made purple clay pot costs tens of thousands.

I'm quite happy about this. I want to spend 500 yuan to buy a purple clay pot. If I keep it for 10 years, it may be worth tens of thousands of yuan, so I will make money.

Because of this, as soon as I was discharged from the hospital, I asked Yang Chao to take me to look for it. There was nothing I could do.

If you want to buy a purple sand pot, you have to go to Yixing, but Yang Chao's uncle does live in a city not far from my home. In fact, before I went there, I could already foresee that it was a rich family again, but I saw with my own eyes that it was still very unbalanced. Villa, ** naked villa. It is still a single-family villa.

The security guard was very strict when entering. He also called to confirm before letting us in.

How can I put it? The greening is very good. I suspect that it used to be a good scenic area. After all, 10 hundred-year-old trees are easy to find, but both sides of the main road of the community are full of century-old trees, which is relatively domineering.

"Your uncle's house is good, isn't it expensive?" I asked.

"It's okay, 30,000 yuan per square here."

Yang Chao is driving.

"It's here." He stopped the car and pointed to a red brick villa and said, "That's it."

I knelt down, really knelt down. Originally, I thought the villa was only 400 square meters, but I didn't expect that there were also European-style villas in China. What kind of concept is that? At least 1,000 square meters, Yang Chao just said 30,000 per square meter, that is... Well, I'm a small citizen who can't stand the impact of such numbers. I don't think a person will spend all his money on the house. There must be more than 30 million family property.

When I stood in front of the yard and sighed, Yang Chao parked his car and came over.

"Why don't you go in?"

"Can you tell me if you can buy a pot for 500 yuan?" This is the time for me to know it as a fool.

"500 yuan is enough." His tone is relaxed.

"Really?" This answer surprised me.

"Well, it's enough to buy some leftover dregs in the pot."

Yang Chao first walked into the yard with laughter.

"This ghost."

whispered curse, no, hundreds of thousands of pot, can I afford it? I only have more than 1,000 yuan in my pocket, and only more than 1,200 yuan of zero tickets. Doesn't this make me make a fool of me? Now it's too late to go back. If you lose, you won't lose. At that time, you will ask me if you don't like it, and just find an excuse to leave. I really expect that boy to subsidize me with the rest of the money. My mother has taught me to be soft-handed and soft-mouthed since I was a child. Besides, I don't know what Yang Chao's idea is.

I made up my mind and followed it.

There is a cave in the yard. I found that the owner of the yard likes pomegranates very much. There are many pomegranate trees, which reminds me of the pomegranates on the soil heap of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum. Only a few people and I know what those pomegranate trees use for nutrition. So it's not very comfortable to see these pomegranate trees.

There are many carvings in the courtyard besides garnet. There are eagles, coffee tables... There are really a wide range of hobbies, and there are rockery with moss on them.

I saw a lot of red mud piled up on one side of the house, a pile on the left and right, which was very messy.

Yang Chao led me up the steps and rang the doorbell.

In a short time, the door opened. I was very nervous and had never seen many multimillionaires in my life. Now the face-to-face approach suddenly feels like a great man. Not to mention my dog blood, it's much easier to socialize with moneyless people. The style of rich people is not something I can enjoy. Just like you don't want to expose the holes in your socks to others, and you won't feel ashamed except for beggars who are more worn than you.

The person who opened the door was beyond my imagination. At first glance, she was a smart woman, but with a little elegance. There is no corrosion in raising hands and feet.

"Yang Chao, you're here." When the woman in the door saw Yang Chao, she pulled them away and hugged each other.

It took a long time for her to notice my existence: "Is this Miss Huang you said want a pot?"

Her eyes are soft, like autumn water, and she can't see her age. Her beauty is beyond her age, guessing that her age is a blasphemy to her.

She is like a mother and a little daughter. The wisdom between the two eyes is unparalleled. But it is not the shrewd woman in the mall company now, but the beautiful wisdom edified by Chinese classical culture.

"Hmm." Under her guidance, I completely lost my words. Originally, I thought I was also calm and wise, but now I find that I am not worthy of the word wisdom at all.

She took us into the house, arranged us at the coffee table on the terrace, and went to make tea.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Chao found something wrong with me.

"Nothing, do you really want to see what your uncle looks like?"

"I was hit by my aunt's appearance?" He laughed.

"Well, a little bit." I admit that I am now angry about my humiliation just now. Women are really strange creatures, that is, they are convinced by the other party but are competitive, even if they are really like a car.

"My aunt is like a person who came out of the painting. I have wanted to take a woman like her since I was a child, but when I grew up, I found that there would be no second aunt-like woman at all, so? ......”

"So you wander around the wind and moon?"

He looked away with embarrassment.

"What's wrong with me?"

The woman came up with ** tea, not a purple sand pot, but a very high glass cup.

"I didn't say that my aunt is beautiful."

Yang Chao answered, and I saw infatuation in his eyes. Yes, I was almost confused by this woman.

"Poor mouth."

The woman gave us ** tea, and she also sat down beside us with a cup.

"The cold worker is still working. I'll show you the pot when he comes out, or I'll show you the pot now.

"Cold work?"

"Oh, others call me Master Leng. I'm not used to it. When I introduce him, I always say cold work."

"What about the lady?" I was suddenly curious about her name.

"After marriage, my surname is Leng Qingquan."

"Qingquan." There is no imaginary name like a jade, even a little rustic, but if you think about it carefully, there is no name suitable for the woman in front of you.

"Auntie, don't wait for uncle, just give us a few pots." Yang Chao has no waiting nature.

"Well, the cold worker's studio has recently brought Xi Shi milk, or I'll bring it to you."

"Auntie, let's go with you, in case there is anything else good, so as not to bother you to run a few more times."

"Don't think you don't know your idea. You're afraid that I'll give you one."

"Hey, my aunt still knows me." Yang Chao giggled and didn't feel embarrassed.

"Is Miss Huang going together?"

It's really a smart woman, which doesn't make me feel the same at all.

"Let's go together. I'm curious about what the studio is like."

Women laugh indifferently.

We followed the woman and walked through the living room. The living room was spotless, and it was obvious that the woman was attentive.

The studio is underground, I think it's for fear of disturbing neighbors at work. There is no turning on the next few steps. The door is half closed. The woman took us down and naturally opened the door.

Originally, it was a relaxed atmosphere, but it was suddenly charred by the scene inside.

In it, a man and a woman are very creative and artistically performing body art on a wooden workbench.

seemed to feel our eyes, and the man inside pushed away the woman who was still intoxicated. He got off the workbench and tied up his clothes.

The woman was also at a loss for a while. He quickly turned down the table and hid under the table to wear clothes. Although it would only be a moment, I still saw a glimpse of the honey-colored youthful body.

It's hard to imagine what it is like for a woman to catch her husband having an affair in front of outsiders.