Zeng Tianhua has always chosen and cut his own stones, and he likes the magical feeling of the jadeite being born from the seemingly unremarkable stone under his hands.
This feeling made him addicted like taking drugs.
"Uncle, let me try to dissolve the stone, okay?"
Yang Zimei originally didn't want to show off her abilities, but now she doesn't have so many worries.
"Really, you are a little girl with slim hands, how can you do such a rough job as cutting wool? What's more, you don't have the strength!"
Zeng Tianhua heard her say this, glanced at her slender, white and flawless hands, and said angrily.
"I used to learn to cut wool from Mr. Murong in City A, and I cut it very well. I was born in a rural area and am used to doing 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. She immediately sneered contemptuously and said in a weird voice, "I thought she was from a big city somewhere, but she turns out to be a rural girl."
"Even if you are a girl from the countryside, the children of our Zeng family are of higher character than you!"
Thinking of his beloved cousin Zeng Hui who had suffered in the countryside for decades, the word "rural" pierced Zeng Tianhua's heart like a needle. Seeing that Zhou Jieying despised Yang Zimei because she came from the countryside made his heart even more painful.
, he said angrily.
"Oh, high quality? Let's first see who understands the high quality of jade?"
Zhou Jieying sneered and said, "Some rural girls think Jie Shi is cutting tofu at home? I have never seen such a big joke!"
"Then let me show you the tofu-cutting joke."
Yang Zimei said coldly, looking at Zeng Tianhua, "Uncle, believe me!"
Looking at her clear black and white, clear and bright eyes, there is a convincing determination.
He nodded involuntarily and agreed, "Okay, you do it!"
"Thank you uncle!"
Yang Zimei replaced Zeng Tianhua and stood in front of the stone dissolving machine.
"Haha, Mr. Zeng, are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease in advance? Do you want her to unravel the stones to make a joke about gambling in the stone world?"
Zhou Jieying mocked bitterly.
Other onlookers also talked a lot, feeling that Zeng Tianhua's brain was in trouble.
"Such a young girl is so delicate and weak. She seems to have no strength in her hands. It's hard for her to cut tofu with a fruit knife. How can she break stones? Is breaking stones such an easy thing? Then there's more.
What are you doing, Master Jie Shi? I can do it myself."
"That's right, it's so ridiculous. This girl really overestimates her abilities. She really thinks that stone cutting is just hard work."
"Haha, wait and see how she makes a fool of herself!"
"Don't cut off your hands and cry when the time comes. These hands are so beautiful. It's a pity."
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Listening to everyone's discussion, Zeng Tianhua also felt a little regretful.
He didn't understand why he agreed just now by looking into her eyes.
However, when I looked at her again, I saw that she still had a calm face, neither impatient nor angry, nor angry nor angry. She had a smile on her lips, her eyes were calm, and she completely ignored all the ridicules and malicious speculations around her.
She held the stone-breaking knife in one hand and gently stroked the wool with the other. Her eyelids were lowered and slightly closed, as if she was feeling the life breath of the stone.