With his skills and appearance, people in the industry will know what's going on at a glance.
The policeman approached Lin Yixuan and said in a slightly respectful tone:
"Did you come here on a special mission?"
Of course Lin Yixuan would not say that this is his home. Wouldn't this be exposed?
"I'll correct you on one thing." Lin Yixuan patted the policeman.
"You say!"
"When describing the family members of the hostages, that is, the charming lady, the words should be richer and not rigid and single. Just two words over and over again are too facial and cannot highlight her beauty."
"???"
If Jin Shu hadn't coughed on it, Lin Yixuan would have even wanted to show off his Shakespeare body.
Praising his wife, he can say 5,000 words in one breath without repetition.
After Lin Yixuan caught the thief, he wanted to go upstairs to continue role-playing, but unfortunately Jin Shu slipped away.
Lin Yixuan was a little depressed.
I found a place where no one was around, took off my coat, rolled it up into a ball, took off my sunglasses, and removed my scarf. After making sure no one could recognize me, I went to catch my runaway wife.
He is not worried about Jin Shu running away from his wife, but not his mother-in-law.
Jin Shu also set up a stall for Chen Chen in the market. He didn't sell things, he collected them.
Jin Shu discovered that his mother had the ability to identify antiques and was ecstatic.
She had long wanted to acquire antiques, and in the early 1990s there were still many opportunities to pick up antiques.
But Yu is not very skilled in antique identification.
I went to Mao Country before and received handicrafts, but my mother-in-law laughed at me mercilessly.
After she came back, she didn't give up and asked Li Duo to help her look for old things in his spare time.
In the end, Li Duo was also a piece of cake.
I spent fifty yuan to pick up a "big leak" and a porcelain bowl from Panjiayuan.
"Made in the Qianlong Year of the Ming Dynasty" is printed on the bottom, claiming that this bowl was used by Emperor Qianlong.
This means that Jinshu understands Li Duo's character, and anyone who has the slightest suspicion about him will have to think that this guy is deliberately trying to lose her money.
I thought that the path of hoarding antiques was going to be blocked, but I didn't expect that a surprise was around me. Her mother actually had this talent.
So Jinshu specially set up a stall for my mother and put up a banner that said collecting old things.
This is what Jin Shu proposed, and Chen Chen's distressed daughter agreed.
If Yu Ruiyan dared to ask the noble lady to set up a stall, Chen Chen would probably have whipped the broomstick away.
When Jin Shu arrived at the stall, he heard his mother explaining helplessly:
“I don’t accept used sewing machines…not even toothpaste casings!”
"Pfft!" Jin Shu was amused.
What a miserable lady.
Seeing his daughter coming, Chen Chen quickly waved.
"Daughter, how about we close the stall? They all regard me as a rag collector..." It's so wronged!
Who collects tattered clothes to wear lv!
Before Chen Chen went out to the stall, he also considered that he would be regarded as a rag collector. After all, the banner his daughter made for her was hard to describe.
So the lady used some ingenuity and specially picked the tackiest LV jacket in the wardrobe to wear. Chen Chen had never worn this dress since she bought it.
Because it is covered with logos, I am afraid that others will not know that this is a luxury product.
A noblewoman like Chen Chen should dress in an old-money style, with exquisite fabrics and elegant styles. Her logo should be invisible so that no one can see it. Such flashy logos all over her body make her look like a nouveau riche.
The reason why she chose this coat was because she was afraid that people would think of her as a rag collector.
The lady thought, if she dressed more obviously, everyone would definitely be able to tell that she collects antiques.
As a coat was not safe enough, he also pulled on a Burberry plaid scarf. In Chen Chen's opinion, anyone with a discerning eye would know the brand of this plaid at a glance, and it was a proper status symbol.
However, all these ingenious ideas were paid for in error.
This morning someone asked her if she wanted old newspapers and if she could collect used household appliances at her home.
"Daughter, look at me carefully, do I look like a scrap collector?" Chen Chen asked Jin Shu aggrievedly.
Jin Shu actually wanted to comfort her, but his shoulders slumped, a big hand with sharp bones was placed on her shoulders, and the arsonist chased after her.
"Mom, are you here to collect the rags?" Lin Yixuan made Chen Chen angry as soon as he opened his mouth.
Jin Shu glared at Lin Yixuan. He was a handsome man, but he had a mouth.
Didn't you see that my mother was already aggrieved and wanted to go on strike? He was still telling the truth.
Lin Yixuan, who was glared at by Jin Shu, felt that he was innocent.
As a soldier, you can't lie and tell the truth.
"Just tie this red silk to the tree. How is it different from the one that collects rags at the entrance of our community? But the one that collects rags is tied to a three-bangzi, and my mother tied it to the tree."
Lin Yixuan pointed at the banner behind Chen Chen and said.
Jinshu asked Li Duo to make the banner. The boy wanted to make it more eye-catching, so he printed white words on red silk.
They tied it to two trees, spread a plastic sheet on the ground, weighed it down with stones, and placed an antique bowl that Chen Chen brought from home.
"Without this silk, we would just see my mother sitting on a horse with a torn plastic sheet in front of her and a bowl on top. Isn't this just a beggar?" Lin Yixuan expressed his honest opinion again.
Chen Chen was furious.
"Nonsense! Who is begging to wear LV? Does the rag collector have a Burberry scarf?"
"I guess I don't recognize the brand, but with this fancy color scheme..."
Lin Yixuan's eyes fell on an old lady passing by.
The aunt is wearing a coat with large brown flowers on a black background. This is the favorite style of middle-aged and elderly women in this city. It costs 30 yuan a piece. When walking on the street, three out of five old ladies can wear this style. It can be called the uniform of middle-aged and elderly women. .
At first glance, it really looks like Chen Chen’s presbyopic coat.
People who have just made ends meet don’t know luxury goods logos. They only look at the style. Isn’t this the same thing?
Chen Chen tugged on the scarf. This was the lady's final bottom line. She had a scarf!
Jin Shu blinked, originally she had not thought about it in that direction, but Lin Shanren's guidance was too strong, and she was successfully led astray.
Step forward, untie the scarf that my mother tied in a fancy way, fold it into a triangle, and then tie it on Chen Chen's head the way a chicken mother wraps her head.
"Daughter-in-law, you are so skillful with your hands. Doing this makes our mother look more like a rag collector. Rural women should wrap their heads like this when they go out to collect firewood, so as not to get dust on their heads."
Lin Yixuan was full of praise for his wife's skillful hands.
The look was an immediate success, and a child immediately ran over with a leftover can.
"Auntie, do you want to collect the cans?"
Chen Chen turned around, shut himself up, and destroyed himself.
"I don't have any change, can I give you a candy?" Jin Shu took the can from the child with a smile and took out a candy from his pocket.
The child skipped away.
Chen Chen's back became increasingly bleak.
Now she wants to pack this leaky cotton-padded jacket and throw it in the trash can with her licking dog.
"Do you want to take this?"
A gentle male voice sounded. Chen Chen was still sulking and said angrily without turning around:
"Wine bottles? Cans? Toothpaste rinds?"
"This is Yuan Qinghua, second aunt."
Second aunt? This title made Chen Chen feel strange.
Turning around, he saw her leaky little cotton-padded jacket smiling like a flower, extremely flattering.
