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date="2021-10-13"

title="Chapter 13 Are We Familiar?"

weight="139315"

series = ["Xian Xian"]

mode = "manual"

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After Lin Chengcheng identified it carefully, it still easily overlapped with a certain face in his memory.

The difference is not too big, if you wear heavy makeup, you can really recognize it.

Even in the past three years or so, the big events that this woman had done in high school are really hard to forget.

Lin Chengcheng was a little curious. She didn't seem to have had any intersection with her. How could she greet herself so familiarly.

Even seeing her bulging belly, Lin Chengcheng didn't intend to be polite to her.

Respect requires each other.

After ignoring the thick necklace hanging around her neck, I don’t know if it’s a certain Nansha. The top of her head is also highlighted with a dark green, and the whole body is full of men dressed as a nouveau riche. She glanced at Xiao Yeer. Asked aloud.

"Are we familiar?"

Just based on the tone of what they just said, Lin Chengcheng didn't directly punch them. What is the private lesson of respect for free, it all depends on the face of his future urn customers.

"It's really an honorable person who forgets things, I'm Xiao Yeer, your classmate in the third year of high school." Xiao Yeer gave the man a look directly after halfway talking.

The other party knows how to wink, and it seems that he has been tuned up. With just one look, people quickly handed the milk tea that had been held for a long time to Xiao Yeer's hand.

Xiao Ye'er took a mouthful of milk tea to moisturize her throat, and when she looked at Lin Chengcheng with a cold face, she snorted coldly.

"Girls have a lot of abortions, which will hurt their bodies and be careful about being infertile in the future. I just reminded you because we are old classmates."

When Xiao Yeer said this, Lin Chengcheng took a deep breath and controlled her emotions to prevent potential urn customers who might be able to save herself from being disturbed.

If the eyes can kill, Xiao Yeer probably has died thousands of times.

"After so many years, I thought I could grow a little bit, but in the end your brain still grew to your chest."

Lin Chengcheng was not too envious of Xiao Ye'er's pair of big breasts that were comparable to cantaloupe.

How big is it, more often, it is not a cumbersome existence!

Taking into account the presence of the other party's husband, Lin Chengcheng didn't directly go back to the mess she had done back then.

The eighteenth birthday present actually made myself pregnant and was dismissed by the school.

"Do you think everyone is like you?"

If Xiao Ye'er didn't have a big belly, Lin Chengcheng would still let her know what is meant by nonsense talkers who don't eat a few ear scrapers, then she would live in vain!

Look at her tone, it seems that she is sitting here for something. She looks like someone who came here, and she still preached to herself?

Before Lin Chengcheng finished speaking, the person standing beside Xiao Yeer was the first to scold.

"Lin Chengcheng, don't give me a face! My daughter-in-law kindly advises you!"

"Your daughter-in-law has no brains to speak, and I'm blamed for being stunned? Who told her to sit here waiting for surgery?"

Shocking, Lin Chengcheng never persuaded.

Even if you look at Xiao Ye'er's husband's own size, it is fearless!

As long as it is a human, there is no such thing as Lin Chengcheng's body shape that hasn't kicked her feet in the past few years.

"Then what are you doing here?",

It seemed that he was thinking of some of Lin Chengcheng's previous achievements. After being glared by her, Xiao Yeer conditioned his stomach to keep silent, and even the man beside her became nervous.

Lin Chengcheng glanced at the fat man with the golden chain more, but he also felt that he was a bit familiar. It's just that the changes are too big, and it's hard to remember which one it is for a while.

"sell things."

Regardless, Lin Chengcheng would not tell them that he was here to sell the urn.

It takes seven or eight months to look at it, so naturally there are some things that can't be said.

The atmosphere between the three was weird, and Lin Chengcheng attracted the attention of the aunt who was taking a trash bag and licking melon seeds in the seat next to Lin Chengcheng, and whispered what was going on.

"What does the little girl sell? Maybe I can introduce customers to you."

It is not difficult to guess that the aunt is afraid that Lin Chengcheng is a poor person who was abandoned by the scumbag.

After a lot of social experience, it is easier for the aunt to understand the young people who come to the hospital to promote and sell things.

No matter what they are selling, they don't steal this one, and don't steal it second, it's better than those who always eat soft rice and chew the old!

Lin Chengcheng felt a deep kindness for her aunt's initiative to show her favor. Show the photos in the phone to the aunt and explain it out. "Auntie, I'm here to sell this."

Before she was not sure what the aunt was doing in the health care center, even if the urn urn she sold in this past life could be regarded as a product of Xianjia, Lin Chengcheng would not easily reveal the wording of the urn.

Some people don't think there is anything, but some people must feel unlucky.

Originally, they were all ready to face the scene where the aunt would be embarrassed and even curse bad luck. But I didn't want to, the aunt took a look and recognized that this thing was an urn.

"This handicraft is pretty good. Why don't you go to the city hospital to find a store for consignment? You are afraid it will be difficult to sell these kinds of things here."

As the aunt said, Lin Chengcheng naturally understood. It's just that the urn has a special ability, and the Maternal and Child Health Hospital is indeed the most suitable place for sale.

Lin Chengcheng didn't feel disgusted by her aunt, so people whispered to her aunt about the function of the urn. It's a good idea to be able to ignore Xiao Ye'er and her man who are obstructive.

The affectionate aunt said that she had a friend in a funeral business relationship, and she had some contact and understanding of things like urns.

Although haven't seen the real thing, it is not difficult to feel the uniqueness of the master who made this urn.

It was just a few words of exchange. The aunt didn't even ask about the price, so people decided to introduce the customer to Lin Chengcheng, who was meeting for the first time.

Seeing the aunt made a phone call and agreed to come over here in the next ten minutes, Lin Chengcheng felt like she was in a dream.

How easy is it to sell urns with feelings? !

Xiao Yeer and his wife did not hear what Lin Chengcheng was selling, only that the troublesome aunt had helped contact the customer. If you are not curious about what it is selling, it is obviously fake.

Since he was still waiting in line for the call, was happily waiting to see Lin Chengcheng, an old classmate, who was so happy and happy.

After a short while, a young man with glasses came over.

With the aunt as the introducer, the young man quickly talked about the price of the urn.

"Just this urn? Do you dare to ask for so much? Give a honest price. I want as much as you have. We can cooperate for a long time in the future."

The young man did not expect that he would offer a high price of nearly 100,000 yuan.

His psychological price is only in his early 5,000 years. This is because the pattern on the urn is very delicate, and the mentioned functions are a selling point.

The volume is a bit high, but Xiao Yeer and his wife, who have been waiting for the news, listened carefully.

No wonder the one who hides his head and shows his tail, feelings are just a seller of urns.

Normal people, where would anyone come to this health center to sell this stuff! When Xiao Yeer looked at Lin Chengcheng again, she couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"Zhao Tianquan, look, this is the white moonlight you used to be."

"Wife! Only you in your heart!" Zhao Tianquan quickly showed his loyalty.

Compared with a sickly pre-worker who came to the health center to sell urns, Zhao Tianquan can be sure that he loves the only daughter of the old man who runs a chain company more!

Knowing that his price was too high, the people who came over did not accept it, and Lin Chengcheng was also helpless.

Facing the kindly persuasion of her aunt, Lin Chengcheng could only tell her the address of her shop. "This urn is priced, you don't need a penny too much, and you can't take a penny less."

When Lin Chengcheng explained to someone about the function of the urn, the leaves of grass wailed in the group of Shibupi.

"God! Come and save the child! The scene of the death of a large community! (I want to find a piece of tofu and hit my face to death!)"

Seeing the grass wailing so loudly, someone immediately asked.

Qingcheng: "What's the situation? Didn't drink astringent beer today?"

Next door, your brother Wang: "What happened to your brother? Tell me to make my brother happy."

Yiqiu: "He won't die someday, there shouldn't be any big problems."

Leverage: "His lifeline is not short, and he won't hang up easily."

The people in the group are not upright right now, and Caoye can only tell the reason for his death.

As soon as had lunch in the dormitory, was considering whether to do homework or play games with elder sister first. received an ambiguous and caring inquiry from roommate who went back to the dormitory to change clothes.

When I heard the roommate shouting in my sleep in the morning, I yelled "Sister, you are so cute" and "Your ears are so soft". Caoye even seriously suspected that the roommate was playing him.

However, the mobile phone is a good thing!

It was more than ten seconds before and after the video, but the voice was very clear, and it did come from his mouth.

The most important thing is that his few roommates are unreliable. After feeling that he was talking in sleep, the brother who actually opened the door of the dormitory and shouted to the door came to see the freshness!

If it weren't for the reminder to record the video, there would be no more than ten seconds left.

After listening to the spit of grass blades, when everyone in the group laughed hard, Bai Yu Tuanzi only sent a winking cute expression.

Yes, she did this dream.

But it is to let Shuiwa's reincarnation grass-blade recall their small days in the heaven in their dreams, but they don't want grass-blade to have the habit of talking in dreams. This is beyond her control!