The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, forgetting about the Yaoji that Yu Dashan had beaten.
“What oil lamp? Have you seen it? What does it look like?”
When it comes to oil lamps and high energy, Chen Muyu is a little sensitive and immediately associates it with the two soul lamps Xu Sifeng gave him before.
“I’ve seen it before, it’s just an ordinary craft lamp, it looks like an old wall lamp.”
At this point, Yang Shui paused and looked up at Li Guoxiang, "Uncle Guoxiang, I didn't mean to offend you."
Li Guoxiang took a puff of cigarette and turned his face to the side.
Yu Dashan snickered beside him.
“Is it a wooden seat at the bottom and a glass cover at the top?” Chen Muyu asked immediately.
Yang Shui rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, Xiaoyu, do you know that lamp? Don't tell me what kind of antique thing it is. Although I don't understand it, the workmanship of that thing is extremely rough.
, you can tell it is a handicraft at a glance. If the antique can look like that, then I will be really convinced."
Seeing Yang Shui nodding, Chen Muyu thought to himself, I am afraid it is really another lotus soul lamp.
No matter what, you will know it when you see it.
“Brother Shui, please take me to meet your father-in-law sometime.” Chen Muyu said noncommittally.
Yang Shui was stunned, "Why did you see my father-in-law? For that lamp?"
Chen Muyu did not deny it, but just smiled and said, "Just help me arrange it. Maybe I can help you and Tan Juan."
Yang Shui’s eyes lit up, “That’s great!”
He is worried about this right now. The marriage is being blocked by his father-in-law. Speaking of it, there is only one reason, that is, the money is not in place.
Why are you interested in your house? Because it is money. Once the money is in place, everything will be easy.
Since Chen Muyu agreed to help, Yang Shui felt that this matter should be no big deal. After all, for someone who can afford a villa, what does money mean here?
…
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It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Early the next morning, Brother Shui bought some fruit and took Chen Muyu to his father-in-law's house.
Brother Shui’s father-in-law is named Tan Dawen, and he lives in a residential building near the water factory in Beicheng.
I heard from Tan Juan that her parents were both old employees of the water factory, and the house they lived in was also the staff room allocated by the factory. It was a five-story tube building. It was bright and enviable back then, but now it looks like it is...
Ruined.
Many of the old neighbors in the building have gone out to buy new houses and live in high-rise buildings, and not many are left.
Tan Juan's parents had always hoped that she would marry a richer family, but their choices had made their girl older. Now they had no choice. After Chen Muyu's mother introduced them, they finally married.
Brother Shui got on the line.
To be honest, a family like Tan Juan's family would definitely look down on Brother Shui's profession, but things are different now. If we keep picking over and over again, Tan Juan will only get older.
The key point is that Tan Juan is getting along with Yang Shui now, and fortunately, Brother Shui's family now has some wealth and has just moved into a big villa, so it can be regarded as a happy marriage. The mother-in-law is quite supportive, but the father-in-law seems to be having trouble here.
Got some stuck.
At midnight last night, Tan Juan told her family that Yang Shui would bring friends to visit again today.
Tan Juan’s home is on the third floor. There is no elevator, so you have to climb the stairs.
Before entering the corridor, I heard a quarrel coming from the third floor. Brother Shui said that it was his father-in-law and his mother-in-law. This is basically a show that the old couple performs every day.
In the corridor, the light is dim and the walls are very mottled, with various advertising numbers printed on them.
Brother Shui called Tan Juan first, and then the noise gradually subsided.
The two men went upstairs and knocked on the door. It was Tan Juan who opened the door.
The furnishings in the house are relatively simple, but they are very clean. The house with three bedrooms and two living rooms is large enough.
Tan Juan’s mother, Zhang Guifen, came over. She was a kind-hearted old lady in her sixties, not tall and fat. She smiled at everyone except her wife.
Brother Shui was a regular visitor, and the fruit was conveniently placed on the shoe cabinet. Chen Muyu also said hello, called Auntie, and followed him into the house.
“Where’s uncle?” Brother Shui asked.
Zhang Guifen pointed to the study, "Inside the house, I spend all day in the study and don't do any housework. I really don't know what kind of evil I have done."
When outsiders were present, Zhang Guifen shut her mouth in time and scolded her wife in front of outsiders, which was a bit heartless.
Chen Muyu sat down on the sofa and said, "Auntie, today I was entrusted by Brother Shui's parents to act as a go-between and come to talk to you about Brother Shui and Sister Juan's marriage..."
Now that I’m here, I have to find a high-sounding reason.
"Yo?"
Zhang Guifen looked at Chen Muyu in surprise, "Young man, you are so young, do you still know this business?"
To be honest, Zhang Guifen has never seen such a handsome young man in his twenties acting as a matchmaker in his long life.
“It’s about matchmaking and marriage. Brother Shui and Sister Juan were introduced to each other by my mother. Of course we will help with this matter.” Chen Muyu smiled and said, “What, can you let uncle come out and let’s have a good chat?”
Zhang Guifen turned to look at the study and shouted twice, but there was no movement inside.
"This old man knows how to act like a monster all day long."
Zhang Guifen was a little angry. Why didn't this old man seem to care about such an important matter as his daughter's marriage?
Zhang Guifen cursed and walked angrily to the study room, only carrying a feather duster.
“Oh, old man, what’s wrong with you?”
Suddenly, an exclamation came from the study. The three people in the living room were startled and ran to the study quickly.
"dad?"
"uncle?"
In the study, an old man in pajamas was lying on his back on the chair in front of the desk, his whole body stretched out like a cooked noodle.
Zhang Guifen was shaking beside him, but the old man just closed his eyes, unconscious at all, without any reaction.
Chen Muyu took a closer look and saw that the old man was really skinny. He was all skin and bones, with protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, like an alien.
Although he was unconscious, the expression on his face was very peaceful, and there was even a somewhat satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.
“Quickly call 120!”
Tan Juan shouted urgently.
Brother Shui quickly took out his cell phone and made a random call.
“Don’t worry.”
Chen Muyu walked over and reached out to feel the pulse on the old man's neck, "He is asleep."
"Fell asleep?"
The three of them looked at Chen Muyu in astonishment. After listening carefully, they found that he was indeed snoring slightly.
This old man is really asleep? But he can't wake up no matter how hard he shakes him?
