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Chapter 19 [Jiang Yan]

Behind the snack bar in Chenghuang Temple, there are several red brick buildings from the 1950s and 1960s, with Soviet-style structures built when they were just liberated. Jiang Yan's index finger was circling the key chain in the void, humming a small song, led me into the humming unit, and went up to the third floor, opening room 303. Her house is an old-fashioned one-bedroom layout with a living room, about 30 square meters, and you can see the bed as soon as you open the door. There is a toilet, a kitchen, and there is not much space.

"Your parents are not here?" Her house was pretty clean, but the trash can at the bottom of the light rope was filled with snack bags, jelly, potato chips, biscuits, beef jerky and other packaging.

"Isn't the house I rented closer to the school? Several of us sisters often come here to live." Jiang Yan opened the refrigerator door and threw me a bottle of ice green tea. She sat on the bed with a few bags of puffed food snacks and chewed them creakingly. "Sit down, eat whatever you want, treat it as your own home, don't be polite."

"Well, I'll use the computer."

I moved a chair and sat in front of the bedside table in the gap between the bed and the window, opened the pink SONY notebook, turned on the computer to surf the Internet, and added a suffix to the post of Walnut House - Duck Head is sold.

At this time, Jay Chou’s latest single ringtone was heard from the Samsung phone hanging around Jiang Yan’s neck.

Jiang Yan, wearing a black suspender lady dress, leaned back to the bed, looked at her, and took her phone to her ear while eating the Happy potato chips, "It's the cucumber sister, what's the matter with me... Hehe, I'm just calling, cucumber! cucumber! cucumber!" At this point, Jiang Yan looked up at me with her head upside down, chewing the potato chips with her mouth, "If you have farts, don't talk nonsense... Hey, Aunt Li's store has a new model? Why don't I know... Go, of course, I'm not wearing any clothes... Okay, I'll order oranges and sauté cakes next week... Hehe, and then I'll ask you to try the Guo family dishes, just the one that Guo Degang has opened... Cut, how can I not count... OK, I have something to do here, I'm hanging up the thread... Do you have a man... Bah, you have a little slutty hoof!"

Jiang Yan had kicked off her sandals at some point. She lay on the bed, her little feet shaking behind her, shaking and shaking.

She has a good figure, and every inch of her skin seems to be elastic, tender and fair.

I pulled my eyes back from her, and I felt a little sigh. If I had been beaten to death, I wouldn't believe that I could have the opportunity to be in the same room as the school beauty. After calming my mind, I stood up and said goodbye: "Just just now, you automatically logged in to QQ, someone from above sent you a message, well, then you can be busy, I'm going home."

After just a few steps, something dark came out from under the bed!

I almost stepped on it and was startled: "Grandma?"

Jiang Yan seemed to be accustomed to this, so she threw a jelly box and said to me: "Thank you, I'll still be in the trash can."

I coughed and looked at her with a silence.

Jiang Yan slapped her curved eyelashes up and down: "No way? Are you a big man still afraid of insects?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, she turned over and got up from the bed. She stomped on the turtle's body, bent down and squatted, and generously put the turtle's body into a jelly box and threw it into the trash can at will.

It's really embarrassing to say that I'm not afraid of crickets, grasshoppers, or grasshoppers, but I'm really a little bit frustrated with worms such as turtles, earthworms, centipedes, etc. Because when I was a child, I was drilled through the asshole by a lot of worms. Beijingers call it Qianshuzi or Wall Skewers, the scientific name is venomous, which caused me to stay in the hospital for a long time. Since then, when I saw turtle intestinal worms, I tried to hide as far as possible, and I'm afraid of a well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years.

"Your room is too tide." Seeing an unknown bug lying beside the empty flower pot in the corner of the wall, I suggested: "You should dry the quilt more and take medicine."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of this."

After all, we just met, and she didn't listen, so I didn't want to say much, "Then will I go back?"

However, Jiang Yan called me from behind: "Don't leave first, remember something, hehe, I collected a pair of old walnuts a while ago. It's a thing that's old. Please help me plan and see which pair is suitable for sending my grandpa." She jumped up from the bed cleanly and took out a black wooden box from the bedside table drawer under the computer.

I opened the lid and saw, "Lion's head?"

Lion heads can be said to be the most precious variety among walnuts. They are treasures. Compared with duck heads, they are in the sky and in the ground.

Her pair are tall lion heads. Although they are a little bit short, the surface is already slurry, and they are bright and red. People with some common sense know that this is the color that has been penetrated by sweat and oil after years of playing with it. From the color perspective, it has been at least a hundred years.

"Isn't that bad?" Jiang Yan smiled while crossing her legs, "The old people from the Qing Dynasty are all magnetic, well, they are a little small."

I nodded, and didn't say anything, but put the walnut on the tip of my nose and smelled it, frowned: "How much did I buy it?"

"Ten thousand five, it's not expensive." Jiang Yan said strangely: "You are interesting. You have heard of looking at the eyes, you have heard of holding hands, and you have never seen smelling them with your nose. What are you doing?"

I shook my head: "You have some problems with your walnut."

"Is there a problem? How do you know?" Jiang Yan was slightly stunned.

I took a tone and said, "I saw it very well at first sight, but after thinking about it, the century-old walnut can be preserved and not damaged at all. This is not normal. Later, after looking at its patina, it was a bit red and not smooth. You can smell it. It smells like chemical agents on it, probably dyed into old red by artificially. If you rub it hard on the napkin, it should also fade."

Jiang Yan didn't believe it, so she sniffed her nose and then scratched the toilet paper as I said.

Sure enough, a light red mark was imprinted on the paper.

She shouted and said, "You're really right!"

I was afraid that she would feel sorry for the 15,000 yuan, so I comforted her: "Although it is not recommended to give gifts, this pair of high-stake lion heads is rare. If you don't pursue anything else, just to massage the acupoints to strengthen your body, it's good to keep it." I accidentally heard from a regular customer of a jade shop half a year later. The fake goods he bought were similar to Jiang Yan's pair, and it was a wide-edged lion head.

What I didn't expect was that Jiang Yan was not depressed, but instead smiled and patted me on the back: "You really shouldn't behave like a real person. Okay, I didn't see that you really have a chance."

I wondered, "Did you really buy it for 15,000?"

Jiang Yan smiled cheerfully: "It's better to learn from one mistake. I'll buy a lesson for 15,000 yuan. I think it's worth it."

Rich people are different.
Chapter completed!
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