Liu Yizhou asked Liu Rong to stay, under the pretext of discussing the establishment of a pharmaceutical factory, but even a blind person could see his intentions.
Liu Rong also didn't expect that her grandfather and father would let her stay. Thinking of the ambiguous looks in their eyes before leaving, Liu Rong couldn't help but feel a little burned. It was the first time she stayed at someone else's house, and she also celebrated the New Year in a man's house.
, Liu Rong felt very uneasy, feeling like she had been betrayed, but she couldn't resist.
After dinner in the evening, only Liu Rong and Chen Jinyuan's family were left, and of course there were two negligible existences, Qingfeng and Wu Xiuwen. Liu Rong had the habit of going to bed early, so she watched TV for a while and then went to bed.
There was only one guest room in the house, which was occupied by Qingfeng and Wu Xiuwen, so my mother arranged for Liu Rong and her younger sister to sleep in the same room.
After Liu Rong left, grandma and mother came to Chen Jinyuan's side and gossiped: "Jin Yuan, what is the relationship between Rongrong and you?"
"Rongrong? Rongrong is my sister!"
Snapped!!!
I hit my mother on the head, and she said with a face: "You brat, why are you pretending to be stupid? I mean Liu Rong, not your sister!"
Chen Jinyuan was a little dizzy, why is this happening again, and said helplessly: "Mom, grandma, what do you want me to say before you believe her? I really have nothing to do with her, we just know each other!"
"Then the girl can stay here for the New Year?" Mom asked.
"I don't know that!"
Grandma said: "I don't care. Anyway, I like this girl Rongrong. You are already in your late twenties. Look at all your classmates and their sons can speak. You are the only one who is still living in confusion all day long."
Chen Jinyuan couldn't bear it anymore, "Grandma, aren't I still studying? It's okay for you to say these things in front of me, but it wouldn't be good if Sister Rong hears them. What is her identity? What is our identity?
If your parents are so beautiful, how can they like your grandson?"
"What's wrong with my identity? What's wrong with being beautiful? My grandson is not bad either!" Grandma was very confident.
"She is three or four years older than me!"
When my mother heard this, she was unhappy and immediately raised her eyes, "What's wrong with being three or four years older? Haven't you heard of a female junior holding a gold brick? I'm still five or six years older than your dad, so why don't I treat you the same way?"
The baby is born!"
Chen Jinyuan looked at his father with pleading eyes, and his father quickly turned his head to look at the advertisement, with an expression on his face that said, "It's none of your own business, you're just asking for it."
Chen Jinyuan was speechless.
"Oh, grandma is almost eighty. Every night she dreams about hugging her great-grandson, but she doesn't know if she can hold her grandson in her arms." Grandma slapped her legs and burst into tears as she spoke.
"Grandma, don't cry. You will definitely live a thousand years. I promise that it won't be long before I bring my granddaughter-in-law back to you. I guarantee your satisfaction, okay!" Chen Jinyuan was sweating profusely and panicking. This kind of scene made him uncomfortable.
I really haven't experienced it before.
He ran back to his room in a panic and locked the door. Chen Jinyuan felt that his back was soaked. Under the constant bombardment from his grandmother and mother, Chen Jinyuan finally understood what the pain of older youths is, even though he was not mature until his later years.
He is twenty-three years old, but in rural China, where it is common to become a father at the age of twenty, this is already considered an older age.
The girl next door and Liu Rong were muttering to each other. I couldn’t hear clearly because the walls were soundproof. They were probably talking about girls’ private conversations.
Chen Jinyuan's head was in a mess, and he couldn't sleep while lying on the bed, so he ducked into Guwu's space.
The space seemed much quieter now. Tang Bohu followed Liu Weidong to the provincial capital. Qingfeng and Wu Xiuwen were also watching TV outside. Chen Jinyuan was the only one left in the space, and of course there was Taizhi who couldn't get out.
It seems like we need to add some popularity to the space.
Chen Jinyuan looked at his attributes.
"Host: Chen Jinyuan
Age:22
Level: Level 1 Summoner
The realm of ancient martial arts: the twelfth level of the warrior level
Summoning points:100/100
Exchange value:679/750
Willingness value: 2687
Experience value:34/100
Summoned target:..."
Chen Jinyuan smiled. The summoning points were already full, but he was too busy these days. He just took the time to pass down Tang Bohu's "Tang Family Overlord Spear" and the legendary "Tathagata Palm", although the "Tathagata Palm" was only the first two.
It is a palm, but it is also extremely powerful when used. Compared with the "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms", one is unparalleled in strength and sharpness, while the other is majestic and boundless in Buddhism.
The ancient warriors summoned from the space can be roughly divided into two categories. One category can only know a part of the technique, just like Qingfeng can only know the first three levels of Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, Wu Xiuwen can only know the first three levels of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and the rest
The skills must be summoned by higher-level ancient warriors before they can be passed down. There are also those who know a full set of skills, like Tang Bohu, who knows a complete set of "Tang Family Overlord Spears"
Tang Bohu knew a complete set of the advanced marksmanship "Tang Family Overlord Spear", with a total of nine moves. After all, it was his family's heirloom skill. However, Tang Bohu was not good at learning and had not practiced it to a great extent, so he wanted to have some skills in this set of marksmanship.
Chen Jinyuan still needs to work hard to understand what he has achieved, or summon a strong person who has a deeper understanding of this gun technique.
After experiencing a fierce battle with Black and White Wuchang last time, Chen Jinyuan realized that he was still a bit weak now. There were many people in the world who were stronger than him. He had an urge in his heart to become stronger, not only to become stronger.
, and it is the strongest.
On the summoning platform.
There were still no special requirements. Chen Jinyuan just asked the intelligent program to randomly summon an ancient warrior worth 100 summoning points.
As usual, there was a burst of dazzling white light, and water vapor surged in the small summoning pool. The misty white water vapor condensed into a fresh, pleasant, gentle and beautiful silhouette on the surface of the pool.
It was actually a woman. Chen Jinyuan's eyes lit up and he was a little excited. This was the first woman he had summoned.
After a while, the figures formed by the water vapor slowly dissipated.
"The summoning is successful, the character has been sent to rooms 1-4, the upper limit of exchange value is +50, and the experience value is +12."
Chen Jinyuan's heart was shattered, and he was very curious about the identity of the first female ancient warrior in this space.
Pushing open the door of rooms 1-4, there is a woman's boudoir inside, which is very clean and tidy. There is a small porcelain basin by the window. In the basin, a delicate pearl plum blossom blooms in full bloom. A ray of sunlight shines through the screen window.
Above, the whole room is a little more lively.
Next to the wall on the left is a dressing table for all the daughters in the boudoir. On it are a diamond-patterned bronze mirror and a jewelry box with bright red lacquer carvings.
There is a clothes rack next to the dressing table. There is a set of dark blue clothes hanging on the rack. There is a big word "catcher" in the middle of the clothes. There is a long knife standing next to the rack, indicating that the hostess is a catcher.
Female catcher.
There is a bead curtain hanging on the inside. Beyond the bead curtain is where the owner of the room should be sleeping. In the room is a round black lacquered wood table. A woman is sitting at the table, doing rouge.
(Second update. Please recommend for collection. Everyone can guess who this female detective is!)