Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

Huaguo, Linchuan City.

At the gate of Yunqi Community, the security guard Meng Dong stood upright, with bushy eyebrows, firm eyes, and bronzed skin that looked very sunny, but he seemed a little tired from staying up late and working overtime.

"drop……"

An Audi was parked in front of the railing of the community, and a woman's car window was rolled down. Her ebony pupils, high nose bridge, and light red lips looked extraordinarily glamorous.

Lin Yanxue looked at Meng Dong who was saluting and said, "Where are you going tonight?"

Meng Dong stepped forward, bent down and said, "Honey, today I will help Lao Zhao open the evening shift for rent."

"Grandma's [-]th birthday the day after tomorrow, let's go from beginning to end. Let's buy a gift from him at the antique market in the west of the city."

As he spoke, he handed over a name tag from his bag, and a bank card underneath.

Three years ago, when Meng Dong was still driving a taxi in Linchuan City, he helped the drunk Lin Luoxue home, and after one night, he managed to get close to Bai Fumei.

But strong women and weak men never have a good ending, not only into marriage, but also without any dignity in the woman's family.

And it's not because Lin Yanxue likes Meng Dong, it's just that she doesn't want to marry someone arranged by her family.

But after all, it was Meng Dong who took advantage of it. With a guilty heart, he successfully applied for the security guard in Yunqi Community. He just wanted to protect her as much as possible. The gap between Lin Yanxue is too great.

Not only is there a huge gap in economics and academic qualifications, but also in terms of strength, otherwise they would not have been knocked out that night, and they were unconscious on the first night of their lives.

Meng Dong took it, handed over the bank card, and said softly: "My mother's condition is getting better, and I have saved some money, I'll buy it myself."

For three years, Meng Dong has never given her or her family anything, because he is very clear that his salary as a security guard for a month is not worth a lipstick, and they are not rare at all.

Lin Yanxue hesitated to speak, put away the card, rolled up the window and said, "It's up to you!"

Watching the taillights disappear before his eyes, another sports car drove up, looking at Meng Dong with contempt in his eyes.

After the ceremony, he had to let go, watching the other party chasing his daughter-in-law with a car full of roses.

"A group of licking dogs!"

He shook his fist fiercely, but all this is about to end. The day after tomorrow, after the birthday of the old lady of the Lin family, the marriage contract between Meng Dong and Lin Yanxue will also expire.

He made a phone call to Lao Zhao and explained the reason. He didn't even return home, so he rode a small electric donkey and went straight to the antique market in the west of the city.

Looking at the quaint archways in the antique market in front of him, Meng Dong felt a lot of emotion, and he didn't know why those rich people liked these things.

Anyway, he doesn't like it, who knows if the thing you are playing with is picked from someone's corpse.

Meng Dong is a firm materialist, but sometimes he has to believe what the old man said, these places are very dark.

I've been here with Lin Yanxue a few times before, and I always feel a little tired and weak after returning, as if my yang energy has been sucked out.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped in. Although he didn't like to come, these gadgets are really interesting. The ones on the street stalls are affordable, but most of them are cheap fakes.

That's why Lin Yanxue directly gave her a business card, otherwise she would be ashamed if she bought a fake one.

But it doesn't prevent him from admiring it, but people don't bother to greet him when they see the security uniform on him.

At the end, a retro three-story wooden building stands there, with the inscription "Qibaozhai".

Meng Dong walked in, there was no guest inside, only an old man in Tang suit sitting in front of the table, looking down at a Yuan blue and white flower carefully with a magnifying glass.

Seeing a guest coming, he first looked up, then continued to appreciate it, thinking it was just a tourist.

But he looked up again, and said with a smile, "So it's Xiao Meng! Come buy a birthday gift for Mrs. Lin?"

Meng Dong smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Chen, you really guessed right, but I only have 6000 yuan. Do you think there is anything suitable?"

The salary of a security guard is [-] yuan a month, and it is considered filial piety to spend a year's salary to celebrate a birthday.

Mr. Chen showed an expression that I understand, he just wanted to covet your wife for some money.

Walking with Meng Dong, he smiled and said, "Let me tell you, the ancients often said that the eighty sticks were in the court, which means that at the age of 80, you can enter and leave the court with a stick. I just bought a dragon-headed cane from Hainan Huanghuali , the most suitable for the elderly, don’t be greedy too much, give me [-], when your wife asks, I say [-].”

Meng Dong smiled wryly, waved his hand and said, "Old Chen, I really only have thirty-six thousand, besides, the old lady won't use my gift."

"That's right, no one in the Lin family thinks highly of you! You pay for it yourself?"

Seeing Mr. Chen's questioning expression, Meng Dong nodded.

Mr. Chen turned his head and walked out, you can't afford the things inside.

Looking at the outermost shelf of jade statues, Mr. Chen pointed to the row below and said, "These are all under [-] yuan, you pick one, [-] yuan is cheaper for you."

As he said that, he went to see his Yuan Qinghua again.

Meng Dong was also helpless, looking at the crowd of Avalokitesvara and Buddha, his eyes finally fell on a smaller emerald green pine.

"Old Chen, how much is this!"

Old Chen glanced at him and said, "Thirty-seven thousand! You can take the Maitreya Buddha above, the fifty thousand is also your thirty-six thousand!"

Meng Dong refused, moved the emerald green pine over, and handed over the cards together.

Old Chen looked at the emerald green pine, frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, it's only thirty-seven thousand, I may not be able to patronize your business in the future!"

Mr. Chen didn't think there was anything wrong with these words, and when he swiped his card, he said, "I'm a man of one mind, and if I say thirty-six thousand, it's thirty-six thousand!"

Meng Dong was still a little embarrassed. Antiques and toys can be bargained for, what can be zero or half, but Mr. Chen has a high vision, he will not let a rich man go, but he will not cheat a poor man.

So the low-priced things here are worth the price.

Looking around, he suddenly saw a book under his feet folded to cushion the corner of the table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, I can do some simple carpentry. I will help you repair the corner of this table some other day! Use the book pad to cushion the corner of the table." good."

Mr. Chen took out the book and said: "My grandfather collected it in Qinling, but was struck by lightning for no reason the next day at home, so my father used it to pad the corner of the table. This pad has been used for 60 years. .”

Meng Dong looked at the book, it didn't look like paper, but more like animal skin, with circles and dots all over it, without a single word.

Jokingly said: "Mr. Chen, this seems to be a treasure, use it as a table corner, won't you sell it for money?"

"Fake! Animal skin imitated by industrial materials, don't even think about it. How can animal skin be preserved for such a long time? Mice don't even bother to chew it here!"

Meng Dong stretched out his hand to pat the dust away, and still felt it was a pity. Although he didn't read much, his teacher taught him to cherish books since he was a child.

Mr. Chen packed the emerald green pine in the box, and directly stuffed the book into it, using it as a protective foam.

As soon as the door of the villa was opened, a middle-aged woman put one hand on her waist, pointed at Meng Dong with the other and cursed, "Waste, where did you go to fool around after get off work? Don't you know how to come back to cook? Are you trying to starve us to death?"