Little Wife Is Hard To Please

Teacher Yang came from far to near. During this period, even the little old man stood up and wanted to say hello to him. He didn't see it. He rushed directly to the cutter.

"Who said a piece of the best ice?" For a man like him who loves stones as much as his life, he has nothing to do in the pile of stones every day.

Mr. Yang looked around and found an Xiaoxiao. A smile suddenly appeared on his serious face, "Xiaoxiao, is this ice yours?"

Because of the last thing, teacher Yang looked at an Xiaoxiao like he saw glittering gold! No, it should be like seeing a top-grade glass!

An Xiaoxiao shook her head awkwardly. It was not only her, but also a stone she despised.

But now the stone is half out. It's the best kind of glass!

"Miss Yang, this stone is not hers. Not only that, she also said that this stone can't open any good materials. In my opinion, she's talking nonsense. You don't care about her at all."

"Yes, that's what I said. Now..."

As soon as the two men behind an Xiaoxiao appeared, they immediately lost their voice.

The ridicule of an Xiaoxiao turned into nothing in an instant.

This is jealousy!

An Xiaoxiao helplessly rolled his eyes. He really had no choice for such people.

I still don't have a general view.

When Miss Yang heard what they said, she frowned and looked at the stone carefully.

The stone has been cut by a quarter, which is not a small part. From the cut part, it is the whole piece of ice.

However, an Xiaoxiao said no

Remembering the result of an Xiaoxiao's gambling that day, teacher Yang said to an Xiaoxiao seriously: "are you sure there's nothing in here?"

"Miss Yang..."

The cutter wanted to speak, but Mr. Yang stopped him.

What he wants now is an Xiaoxiao's words.

An Xiaoxiao hesitated. In this case, she doubted herself.

After all, after really treating Huizi, I feel that there are all kinds of wonders in the world, but I have to beat myself in the face

After taking a look at Xia chanyun, who was very tall and angry, an Xiaoxiao raised his mouth, "yes, in my opinion, this stone is empty."

Hearing an Xiaoxiao's words, although they didn't dare to speak, they already had an obvious disdain on their face.

Some even snorted coldly.

Mr. Zhan looked up at the crowd and lowered his head!

Good, I remember it clearly!

His women are right in everything they do and say. If they dare to ridicule, they have to pay a price!

Wei chengshao looked at Zhan lengrui and felt inexplicable!

This man is so arrogant that when did he have leisure to see this ordinary man.

But the current situation of an Xiaoxiao is really worrying

Different from everyone's attitude, Mr. Yang greeted his assistant, took out his tools and looked at the stone carefully.

After careful study, his face became more and more dignified.

He sighed gently at an Xiaoxiao and shook his head.

Then he turned to the cutter, "go on!"

An Xiaoxiao was confused by teacher Yang's attitude.

I really don't know what the result is.

It can be seen that Mr. Yang doesn't mean to speak, so he won't talk much. Anyway, the cutter will come to a conclusion after cutting.

An Xiaoxiao nervously looked at the cutter's action. At the moment when the cutter was about to start cutting, an Xiaoxiao suddenly warmed his hands and had been taken back.

Familiar temperature, familiar sound! An Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that his nervous tension suddenly relaxed.

She knew

Seeing the charming and shy smile on an Xiaoxiao's face, Wei chengshao suddenly looked down.

Clench your hands!

I want to rush up and pull back the smiling man, but where is my position and position?

In her heart, if she is one step late, she has lost the whole world!

For a moment, everyone calmed down and stared at the cutter's actions.

Because he didn't know the thickness of the stone, the cutter threw down all the machines and began to cut with a tool knife!

Because half of it had been exposed, the cutter began to grind slowly from the side and continued back along the place where the meat came out.

Originally, there were many places for meat. It took a lot of effort to grind it, but after a few times, they were surprised to find it. It should have been a "meat" place, but now it has all become waste, waste residue!

The people were surprised, but they thought that there were many such situations, and the stone might not be so big.

The cutter pressed down his surprise and continued to go down, but the more he went back, the less he could see the trace of "meat"!

An Xiaoxiao looked at Mr. Yang suspiciously, but found that Mr. Yang didn't mean to be surprised at all, as if this was expected.

Maybe you feel right?

The cutter kept going down, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more.

In their business, the most taboo is to exaggerate in advance, but today, they are impulsive because of the little girl in front of them.

Now, even if he wants to repent, even if he wants to slap himself, he has to save himself some face!

The hands continued to move, and the stone became smaller and smaller. Everyone was very nervous watching the cutter's action!

Wang Weilun stretched out his hand to hold Xia chanyun with a tight face and let her lean against his arms.

Xia Jianyun, who was stiff all over, slowly regained his consciousness and was stunned for a moment. Only then did he relax and let himself rely on Wang Weilun's arms!

Waste, except the exposed part, the cutter polished it for a long time, but it was all waste.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, the cutter looked at the remaining half of the wool.

Looking up, he looked at an Xiaoxiao with extremely complicated eyes, and his face was full of hesitation.

An Xiaoxiao just thinks he didn't find it.

The cutter couldn't see it, so he had to turn his eyes to Mr. Yang!

I feel this pressure for the first time in so long.

In case there is nothing left

Mr. Yang was a little more talkative than an Xiaoxiao. He stepped forward and came to the cutter.

Picked up the remaining stones and looked at them carefully again for a while.

Xia Zhanyun's face sank. "What do you mean, but it's just a stone. If you can't cut it, change it for me."

If she goes on like this, she will become a laughing stock.

The cutter also looked gloomy and looked at Mr. Yang. Only then did he suppress his desire to lose his temper.

Mr. Yang put down the stone, looked at the anxious Xia chanyun, and directly drew a cross on the stone.

"Since the lady is worried, cut according to my line."