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"Uncle can do it!"

Zeng Tianhua has always picked and cut stones by himself, and he likes the magical feeling that jadeite is born from the unremarkable stone in his hands.

This feeling made him addicted like a drug.

"Uncle, let me try to dissect stones, okay?" [

Yang Zimei didn't want to show her abilities at first, but now she doesn't have so many scruples.

"Really, you are a little girl with delicate hands, how can you do rough work like cutting wool? What's more, you don't have the strength!"

Hearing what she said, Zeng Tianhua glanced at her slender, white and flawless hands, and said angrily.

"I used to learn how to cut wool from Mr. Murong in City A, and I cut it very well. I was born in a rural area and I am used to rough work, so I still have some strength."

Yang Zimei explained.

"puff!"

Zhou Jieying, who was not far away, heard Yang Zimei say that she was born in the countryside, and immediately sneered contemptuously, and said in a strange voice, "I thought someone was from a big city, but it turned out to be a rural girl."

"Even if you are a rural girl, the children of our Zeng family are all of higher character than you!"

Thinking of his beloved cousin, Zeng Hui, who has suffered for decades in the countryside, the word "rural" pierced Zeng Tianhua's heart like a needle. Seeing Zhou Jieying despise Yang Zimei because she came from the countryside, his heart ached even more. Yes, and said angrily.

"Heh, high character? Let's see who can explain the high quality of the emerald first?"

Zhou Jieying sneered and said, "Some rural girls think that Jie Shi is cutting tofu at home? I have never seen such a big joke!"

"Then let me show you the joke about cutting tofu."

Yang Zimei said coldly, looking at Zeng Tianhua, "Uncle, trust me!"

Looking at her clear black and white, the big clear eyes gleamed with convincing firmness.

He nodded involuntarily and agreed, "Okay, you come!"

"Thank you uncle!"

Yang Zimei replaced Zeng Tianhua and stood in front of the stone-breaking machine.

"Hehe, Mr. Zeng, do you have Alzheimer's disease ahead of time, and asking her to explain the stone, is it because you want to make a joke about the stone world?"

Zhou Jieying laughed bitterly. [

The other onlookers also talked a lot, feeling that Zeng Tianhua's mind had been flooded.

"Such a young girl is weak and weak. She seems to have no strength to restrain a chicken. It is difficult for her to cut tofu with a fruit knife. How can she resolve stones? Is it such an easy thing to resolve stones? What is Master Jieshi doing>

"That's right, it's really ridiculous. This girl is too overconfident. She really thinks that cutting stones is a coolie and that's enough."

"Hehe, just wait and see how she makes a fool of herself!"

"When the time comes, don't cut your hands and cry your nose down. It's a pity that these hands are so beautiful."

……

Listening to everyone's discussion, Zeng Tianhua also felt somewhat regretful.

He didn't understand why he just agreed by looking into her eyes just now.

However, when I looked at her again, I saw that she was still indifferent, neither anxious nor impatient, neither annoyed nor angry, with a smile on her lips and calm eyes, completely ignoring all kinds of ridicule and malicious speculation around her.

She held the stone-calcifying knife in one hand, and gently stroked the wool with the other. Her eyelids drooped and closed slightly, as if she was feeling the life breath of the stone.

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