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Chapter 253 Brother Shui's old man! 【Second update】

"Oil lamps?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested, Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, and forgot about the chicken that Yu Dashan had shot.

"What oil lamp? Have you ever seen it? What does it look like?"

As soon as he mentioned the oil lamp, he also said that he was full of energy. Chen Muyu was a little sensitive, and immediately connected with the two soul lamps that Xu Sifeng gave him before.

"I've seen it before, it's just an ordinary craft lamp, it looks like an old wall lamp."

Speaking of this, Yang Shui paused, looked up at Li Guoxiang, "Uncle Guoxiang, I didn't mean to offend you."

Li Guoxiang took a puff of his cigarette and turned his face away.

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 while, then nodded, "That's right, Xiao Yu, you know that lamp? Don't tell me what kind of antique thing it is, although I don't understand it, but the workmanship of that thing is extremely rough , it can be seen at a glance that it is a handicraft, if the antique can grow like that, then I am really convinced."

Seeing Yang Shui nod his head, Chen Muyu thought to himself, I'm afraid it really is another lotus soul lamp.

Anyway, you'll know it when you see it.

"Brother Shui, when will you bring me to meet your old man." Chen Muyu said noncommittally.

Yang Shui was stunned, "Why did you see my father-in-law? For that lamp?"

Chen Muyu didn't deny it, just smiled, "Just help me arrange it, maybe I can help you with Tan Juan's affairs."

Yang Shui's eyes lit up, "That's great!"

He was worried about this right now, the marriage was blocked by his father-in-law. Speaking of it, there was only one reason, and that was that the money was not in place.

Why are you looking at your house, because it is money, and everything is easy to talk about when the money is in place.

Now that Chen Muyu agreed to help, Yang Shui felt that this matter should not be a big deal, after all, for someone who can afford a villa, what is money here?

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It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Early the next morning, Brother Shui bought some fruit, and took Chen Muyu to his old man's house.

Brother Shui's father-in-law is Tan Dawen, who lives in a residential building near the water factory in Beicheng.

According to Tan Juan, her parents are both old employees of the water factory, and the house they live in is also the staff room allocated by the factory before. The five-storey tube building was bright and enviable in those days, but now it seems broken.

Many of the old neighbors in the building went out to buy new houses and lived in high-rise buildings, and not many stayed.

Tan Juan's parents had always hoped that she would marry a richer family, but this choice made her daughter's age too old, and now she had no choice but was introduced by Chen Muyu's mother. Brother Shui got on the line.

To be honest, Tan Juan's family would definitely look down on Brother Shui's profession, but this is different from the past, and Tan Juan will only get older if he picks and chooses again and again.

The key point is that Tan Juan is also getting along with Yang Shui now, and fortunately, Brother Shui's family has some wealth now, and they just lived in a big villa again, so it can be regarded as a matter of harmony and beauty. Got some jams.

At midnight last night, Tan Juan told her family that Yang Shui would bring her friends to visit again today.

Tan Juan's house is on the third floor, there is no elevator, so she has to climb the stairs.

Before entering the corridor, he heard a quarrel on the third floor. Brother Shui said that it was his father-in-law and mother-in-law. This is basically a show that the old couple performs every day.

In the corridor, the light was dim, and the walls were very mottled, with all kinds of advertising telephones printed on it.

Brother Shui called Tan Juan first, and the noise gradually subsided.

The two went upstairs and knocked on the door, which was opened by Tan Juan.

The furnishing of the house is relatively simple, but it is cleaned very cleanly. The house with three bedrooms and two living rooms has a large enough area.

Tan Juan's mother, Zhang Guifen, came over. She was a kind old lady in her sixties, not tall and fat. She laughed at everyone except her wife.

Brother Shui was a frequent visitor, and the fruit was placed on the shoe cabinet without any hassle. Chen Muyu also said hello, called auntie, and followed into the room.

"Where's Uncle?" Brother Shui asked.

Zhang Guifen pointed to the study room, "Inside the room, I spend all day in the study room without doing any housework. I really don't know what kind of evil I have run into."

With outsiders around, Zhang Guifen stopped talking in time, scolded her wife for being bad in front of outsiders, and was a little careless.

Chen Muyu sat down on the sofa, "Auntie, today I was entrusted by Brother Shui's parents to act as a middleman, and I came to talk to you about the marriage between Brother Shui and Sister Juan..."

Now that you're here, you have to find a high-sounding reason.

"Yo?"

Zhang Guifen looked at Chen Muyu in surprise, "Young man, seeing you are so young, how can you still understand this business?"

A young man in his twenties, with such an airy appearance, actually came to play the role of a matchmaker. To be honest, Zhang Guifen had never seen her at such a young age.

"Matching wires and matching marriages, Brother Shui and Sister Juan were introduced by my mother, of course we will help you through this matter." Chen Muyu smiled, "Then what, can you let uncle come out, let's have a good chat?"

Zhang Guifen turned her head to look at the study, shouted twice, but there was no movement inside.

"This old man knows how to be a demon all day long."

Zhang Guifen was a little annoyed, her daughter's marriage is such an important matter, why does this old man seem to be indifferent?
While cursing, Zhang Guifen walked towards the study angrily, almost carrying a feather duster.

"Oh, old man, what's the matter with you?"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the study, and the three people in the living room were startled, and hurried to the study.

"dad?"

"uncle?"

In the study room, an old man in pajamas was lying on the chair in front of the desk, his whole body stretched like cooked noodles.

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, the old man was really skinny, skinny all over, with protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, like an alien.

Although unconscious, the expression on his face was very serene, and there was even a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Fight 120!"

Tan Juan shouted anxiously.

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, and when they listened carefully, they were indeed snoring slightly.

Is this old man really asleep?But why can't you shake it?

(End of this chapter)