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

The difference is not too big, and if you wear heavy makeup, you may not be able to recognize it.

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

Lin Chengcheng was a little curious, she didn't seem to have any intersection with her, why did she greet her so familiarly.

Even when she saw her belly bulging, Lin Chengcheng didn't intend to be polite to her.

Respect is something that needs to be done by each other.

After ignoring the thick necklace around her neck that she didn't know if it was a certain Nansha, and the top of her head was dyed a dark green, and her whole body was full of a man dressed as a nouveau riche, she glanced at Xiao Ye'er and asked.

"Are we acquainted?"

Based on the tone of what they just said, Lin Chengcheng didn't give them a punch directly, and took a private lesson on respect for free, which was all for the sake of the face of his future urn customers.

"It's really a noble person who forgets things, I'm Xiao Ye'er, your classmate in the third year of high school." Halfway through Xiao Ye'er's finished speaking, she glanced directly at the man beside her.

The other party knows how to look at each other, and it seems that he has been trained a lot. With just one look, the person hurriedly handed the milk tea he had held in his hand for a long time to Xiao Ye'er's hand.

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

"If a girl has an abortion too many times, it will hurt her body, so be careful of infertility in the future. I reminded you of this because we are old classmates. ”

When Xiao Ye'er said this, Lin Chengcheng took a deep breath and controlled his emotions to guard against disturbing potential urn customers who would save him from fire and water.

If eyes can kill, Xiao Ye'er is estimated to have died thousands of times.

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

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

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

Considering that the other party's husband was there, Lin Chengcheng did not directly reply to her little back then.

The eighteenth birthday gift, I actually got pregnant and was persuaded to quit by the school.

"Do you think everyone is like you?"

If this Xiao Ye'er didn't have a big belly, Lin Chengcheng would still let her know what it means to be a person who talks nonsense without eating a few ear scrapers, then she will live in vain!

Looking at her breath, it seems that she is sitting here for something. She looks like a person who has come over, and she still preaches to herself?

Before Lin Chengcheng could finish speaking, the person standing next to Xiao Ye'er was the first to scold angrily.

"Lin Chengcheng, don't give your face! My daughter-in-law is kind enough to persuade you!"

"Your daughter-in-law doesn't have a brain to speak, so she blames me for being scolded? Who told her to sit here and wait for surgery? ”

Intimidating, Lin Chengcheng never cowards.

Even if you look at Xiao Yeer's husband's eldest son, he is fearless!

As long as it is a person, there is no body type that Lin Chengcheng has not kicked in the past few years.

"And what are you sitting here for?" ，

seemed to think of some of Lin Chengcheng's previous achievements, and after being glared at by her, Xiao Ye'er reflexively protected her stomach, and even the man next to her became nervous.

Lin Chengcheng glanced at the fat man with the gold chain, but he also felt that he was a little familiar. It's just that it changes so much that it's hard to remember which one it is for a while.

"Sell something."

No matter what, Lin Chengcheng would not tell them that he was here to sell urns.

It's been seven or eight months since it looks, and there are some things that can't be said.

The atmosphere between the three of them was strange, which attracted the attention of the aunt who took a garbage bag and swallowed melon seeds on the seat next to Lin Chengcheng, and quietly asked what the situation was.

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

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

After more social experience, it is easier for the aunt to understand those young people who come to the hospital to advertise and sell things.

No matter what they sell, if they don't steal this one and don't rob it, it's better than those who eat soft rice and gnaw on the old at every turn!

For the aunt's initiative to show goodwill, Lin Chengcheng felt deep kindness. casually showed the photos in the phone to the aunt and explained. "Auntie, I'm here to sell this."

Before she was sure what the aunt was doing in the health center here, even if the urn she sold was a product of the fairy family, Lin Chengcheng would not easily reveal the words of the urn.

Some people don't think it's anything, but some people must feel unlucky.

Originally, they were ready to meet the scene where the aunt would be annoyed and even scolded. But I didn't want to, but my aunt recognized this thing as an urn at a glance.

"This handiwork is pretty good, why don't you go to the city hospital to find a store to sell on consignment? It's hard to sell this kind of stuff if you come here. ”

Aunt said it, Lin Chengcheng naturally understood. It's just that the ability of this urn is relatively special, and the maternal and child health hospital is indeed the most suitable place to sell.

Lin Chengcheng saw that the aunt was not too disgusted, so she whispered to the aunt about the function of the urn. can easily ignore the eye-catching Xiao Ye'er and her man, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

Emotionally, the aunt said that she had a friend who was in the funeral business, and she had a certain contact and understanding of things like urns.

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

It's just a three-sentence exchange, and the aunt didn't even ask the price, so she decided to help Lin Chengcheng, who met for the first time, introduce customers.

Seeing that the aunt made a phone call and agreed to come here to meet in ten minutes, Lin Chengcheng felt like he was in a dream.

It's so easy to sell urns emotionally?!

Xiao Ye'er and his wife didn't hear what Lin Chengcheng was selling, but only saw that the troubled aunt had already helped contact the customer. If you don't know what you're selling, it's obviously fake.

In view of the fact that he was still waiting in line to call the number, he was also happy to wait for the scene of Lin Chengcheng's old classmate appearing in joy.

It didn't take long for a young man with glasses to come to him.

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

"Just this urn? How dare you ask for so much? Give a sincere price, how much you want and how much I want, we can cooperate for a long time in the future. ”

The young man didn't expect that he would start to have a high price of nearly 100,000.

His psychological price is at most in his early 5,000s, which is still due to the delicate patterns on the urn, and the functions mentioned are a selling point.

The volume was a bit high, but it made Xiao Ye'er and his wife, who had been waiting for the news, listen carefully.

No wonder the one who hides his head and shows his tail, his feelings are like selling urns.

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

"Zhao Tianquan, look at it, this is your white moonlight back then."

"Wife! You only have you in your heart! Zhao Tianquan hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

Compared with a pre-class flower with a sick brain who came to the health center to sell urns, Zhao Tianquan can be sure that he loves the only daughter of the father-in-law who opened a chain company!

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

In the face of the aunt's kind persuasion, Lin Chengcheng could only tell the address of his store. "This urn is a price, not a penny is not too much, not a penny less."

When Lin Chengcheng explained the function of the urn to the visitor, the grass leaves in the astringent beer group wailed.

"O God! Come and save the kids! A large-scale social death scene! (I want to find a piece of tofu to kill my expression!) ）”

Seeing the blade of grass wailing like this, someone immediately asked.

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

Next door, your brother Wang: "What happened to my brother?" Say it and let my brother and I have fun. ”

Xi Qiu: "If he doesn't die one day, it shouldn't be a big problem." ”

Ganggang: "His lifeline is not short, and he will not hang up easily." ”

The people in the group are not in shape at this time, and the grass can only tell the reason for his social death.

I just had lunch and in the dormitory, I was thinking about whether to write my homework first or play games with my sister first.