Chapter III: Appraisal of Authenticity or Falsity
"Xiao Ai, my mother is for you to study, so that you can have a way out in the future......"
Shu Ya loves her mother's Tang monk-like chatter, like a scripture, so that she continued to yawn when she didn't wake up.
The moment she opened her lips, her mother's erected palm was connected to Shu Yaai's nose and covered it together.
"It's so uncivilized, little love, mom told you ......"
"Auntie! You talk, I'll go first. β
"You stop for me, good you Yi Miaohan, just promised me with the front foot that I will never make a mistake again, and you will immediately pull me to this little mountain nest."
Yi Miaohan's father chased after him all over the canteen, like a butcher and a pig to be slaughtered.
"Dad, who can be a sage if you are not a sage, I don't believe you ask Yaai Mom."
"Yes, I said Miaohan's father, children's education, must not be beaten and scolded......"
Yi Miaohan's father nodded unconcernedly, muttering, "You wait for me." β
"Miaohan's father, don't threaten the child, you have to be kind and seducing......"
"Yi Miaohan, I'm a little hungry, let's go eat something outside the school, your dad and my mom, I feel like they've been talking."
Shu Yaai grabbed Yi Miaohan's arm and walked outside the cafeteria.
"Yaai, I was worried that you didn't bring a parasol, so I sent it to you."
Ji Yan's thoughtfulness, if Shu Yaai is a boy, she will be cute.
It's a pity that she is a female drop and likes to be suspicious.
"How do you know I'm here with Yi Miaohan?"
Shu Yaai took the umbrella over, and the traces of being cracked by the door frame just now had some more stitches to mend.
"Minglong told me, this is a letter he asked me to pass on to you."
"Ji Yan, you came back late at noon today, just because of this?"
Yi Miaohan's naΓ―ve and stupid question was slapped on the chest by Shu Yaai.
"It hurts!"
Yi Miaohan crossed her hands and shoulders to prevent a second attack at any time.
"Thanks, anything else?"
"Yaai, is there something wrong with you and Miaohan? Tell me that maybe I can help you. β
"How can this be broken?"
Shu Yaai twisted Yi Miaohan's wrist.
"It hurts!"
"It looks like it should be jade, I'm not sure, if it is handed over to the police now, but in order not to cause trouble, it should be identified first, if it is fake, throw it away."
Ji Yan talked about Shu Yaai's heart, and she began to change her opinion of Ji Yan.
Maybe she's not an arrogant princess, but a warm-hearted person.
Yi Miaohan stood aside, constantly moving forward to expand her chest, and at the same time, flicking her wrists.
The scene is thunderous.
"My mother is the one who runs the jade factory, and she knows the authenticity at a glance."
Ji Yan showed a smug face again, and it didn't seem so annoying.
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In the spacious factory, there are large stones one by one, with slight incisions, revealing extremely beautiful jade.
The depth is different, the water head is sufficient, and the lines such as floating flowers are clearly visible.
"Mom!"
The cheongsam of the dragon and phoenix is inlaid with silk and gold threads.
Although the woman is a little bloated, she has a beautiful face and walks on the concrete floor in high heels, which is still a beautiful landscape.
"Daughter, bring your classmates to the living room."
Ji Yan's mother's aura made Yi Miaohan gasp and follow closely behind Shu Yaai.
"You may be seated!"
She was dazzled by her technique, spilling small cups over large cups, shaking small cups, pouring them out and pouring them on again.
"Drink tea!"
Yi Miaohan was thirsty.
He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and his throat and eyes sincerely let out "Ha! β
"Mom, Jade is here."
Ji Yan's mother put on professional white gloves and took out a magnifying glass and a identification hammer.